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Oh man, I really don't update much anymore.
Life is good. I work, I sleep, I listen to music. All in all, fairly boring actually.
What's new?
Oh yeah! I went to hitRECord's Fall Formal in Los Angeles, in October. I got to see Anne Hathaway, Neil Patrick Harris, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, & Sia. Best of all, I got to meet one of my all time idols, the one Mr. Gary - fucking - Oldman!
He was sitting 6 rows up from me. It was a really good time. Most of my pics can be found here.
LA was fun! I loved the weather. Stayed in Silverlake where the view was gorgeous.
Halloween was fun. I didn't do a costume this year so I did my fallback of Dia De Los Muertos makeup.
I went home for Thanksgiving. I hadn't seen my family in over a year! I hadn't been back in over two! I love my famdamnly!
And now the Holidays are coming up and I don't have any plans. Well, I have to work for some of the days. But Since my office is closed for renovations, I'll have almost a week free. I've never had that before! What will I do?!
Well, that's all for now. Cheers!
Life is good. I work, I sleep, I listen to music. All in all, fairly boring actually.
What's new?
Oh yeah! I went to hitRECord's Fall Formal in Los Angeles, in October. I got to see Anne Hathaway, Neil Patrick Harris, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, & Sia. Best of all, I got to meet one of my all time idols, the one Mr. Gary - fucking - Oldman!
He was sitting 6 rows up from me. It was a really good time. Most of my pics can be found here.
LA was fun! I loved the weather. Stayed in Silverlake where the view was gorgeous.
Halloween was fun. I didn't do a costume this year so I did my fallback of Dia De Los Muertos makeup.
I went home for Thanksgiving. I hadn't seen my family in over a year! I hadn't been back in over two! I love my famdamnly!
And now the Holidays are coming up and I don't have any plans. Well, I have to work for some of the days. But Since my office is closed for renovations, I'll have almost a week free. I've never had that before! What will I do?!
Well, that's all for now. Cheers!
I'm moving!!!
I'm so excited about this! I'm not moving far away from my current location, but it's definitely a nicer area, where you don't get mugged at knife-point, or walk into armed robberies, or deal with riots, or can't walk outside past 8pm.
Also, there is a pool. And I'll live by a beach. And I can walk to groceries and the pet store. And, pretty much, this is the best location ever! Unless there's a huge earthquake, then I might be screwed. But whatever! New Apartment!!!!
So I'm packing now, which always sucks, but all of that is fine because I get to move the fuck out of here!
In other news my review at my job went well, they still like me, so I get to keep making money and doing work I actually enjoy!
It's been fucking hot as hell in the Bay Area these last few weeks, which has been wondrous for my goal of eating out in the park, enjoying the sun.
My cat is still spastic and thoroughly entertaining.
And my hair is super long. It's down to my boobs now. I kind of love it.
/random post
I'm so excited about this! I'm not moving far away from my current location, but it's definitely a nicer area, where you don't get mugged at knife-point, or walk into armed robberies, or deal with riots, or can't walk outside past 8pm.
Also, there is a pool. And I'll live by a beach. And I can walk to groceries and the pet store. And, pretty much, this is the best location ever! Unless there's a huge earthquake, then I might be screwed. But whatever! New Apartment!!!!
So I'm packing now, which always sucks, but all of that is fine because I get to move the fuck out of here!
In other news my review at my job went well, they still like me, so I get to keep making money and doing work I actually enjoy!
It's been fucking hot as hell in the Bay Area these last few weeks, which has been wondrous for my goal of eating out in the park, enjoying the sun.
My cat is still spastic and thoroughly entertaining.
And my hair is super long. It's down to my boobs now. I kind of love it.
/random post
There are times when I think I'm the most amazing person in the world and I'm witty, intelligent and worldly. Then someone or something comes along and blows all of that out of the water. I feel stupid, naive, and lacking.
Don't mistake this for sympathy plea.
I use these moments to try and improve myself. I try harder, learn more, accept my flaws and work towards fixing them. I'm becoming a better person, even if it's a struggle against my own instincts.
Yesterday I was laughed at because I said I wanted to be a nicer person.
It's big to accept that others do things better than you, right? Things you want so badly to succeed in but will always be behind the game; I can appreciate the work of others without jealousy.
Sometimes.
Why did it take so long for me to embrace that being lower on a totem pole was not, in fact, a bad thing? What are we without goals? What are goals if not improvement of self? I want to be a better person, but I won't be a bleeding heart. I've always been a bit cold.
I'm ok with this.
Before I thought being distanced was a good thing. I thought that being removed gave me perspective. I thought that it protected me, or elevated me above the rest. That somehow knowing everything but not being effected by it made me a strong person.
I was wrong.
So days when I realize that I'm just starting to understand the world don't scare me as much anymore. I want to have real connections with people. I want friends that aren't afraid to be happy and have fun, and look stupid while doing it.
Two weeks ago I admitted that my viewpoint on the world was narrow and that I hoped to improve it.
It was a discussion on gender equality. I had thought I was one of the most open people in the world, that I was accepting of everyone. I've stood for the rights of people to love who they love. But during that discussion I said things I had thought to be true at the time. I had it very clearly pointed out to me that some of my views were antiquated and still sexist.
I didn't argue. Because they were right.
There is a time in my life where I wouldn't have been able to do this. I would have fought until the bitter end, driving home my point with a hard resolve best left for debate teams and not friendly conversation.
I allowed someone to tell me I was wrong and heard their argument out.
I learned about myself and my relations to others. I opened myself to the viewpoints of those who walked different paths than I and had different experiences and thus different views. I came to the conclusion that I was indeed narrow minded.
I learned something about myself I would have otherwise not, or even denied.
It's still memorial day for another hour. I want to thank all of the troops who have given their service to protect this country.
I want to give my grandfather a hug, but I can't, and having been able to for a few years now. But that doesn't mean the want goes away. He served in WW2, Korea, and Vietnam.
I don't want to waste their efforts and sacrifices on a life where I'm not my best. It's a waste to be unhappy and to make others unhappy. It's a waste to be hateful and bitter. I was lucky enough to be born in a country of wealth and of freedom. I appreciate that fact every day. The best way to show it is to be happy and enjoy what life has given me.
I'm trying to be a better person.
Don't mistake this for sympathy plea.
I use these moments to try and improve myself. I try harder, learn more, accept my flaws and work towards fixing them. I'm becoming a better person, even if it's a struggle against my own instincts.
Yesterday I was laughed at because I said I wanted to be a nicer person.
It's big to accept that others do things better than you, right? Things you want so badly to succeed in but will always be behind the game; I can appreciate the work of others without jealousy.
Sometimes.
Why did it take so long for me to embrace that being lower on a totem pole was not, in fact, a bad thing? What are we without goals? What are goals if not improvement of self? I want to be a better person, but I won't be a bleeding heart. I've always been a bit cold.
I'm ok with this.
Before I thought being distanced was a good thing. I thought that being removed gave me perspective. I thought that it protected me, or elevated me above the rest. That somehow knowing everything but not being effected by it made me a strong person.
I was wrong.
So days when I realize that I'm just starting to understand the world don't scare me as much anymore. I want to have real connections with people. I want friends that aren't afraid to be happy and have fun, and look stupid while doing it.
Two weeks ago I admitted that my viewpoint on the world was narrow and that I hoped to improve it.
It was a discussion on gender equality. I had thought I was one of the most open people in the world, that I was accepting of everyone. I've stood for the rights of people to love who they love. But during that discussion I said things I had thought to be true at the time. I had it very clearly pointed out to me that some of my views were antiquated and still sexist.
I didn't argue. Because they were right.
There is a time in my life where I wouldn't have been able to do this. I would have fought until the bitter end, driving home my point with a hard resolve best left for debate teams and not friendly conversation.
I allowed someone to tell me I was wrong and heard their argument out.
I learned about myself and my relations to others. I opened myself to the viewpoints of those who walked different paths than I and had different experiences and thus different views. I came to the conclusion that I was indeed narrow minded.
I learned something about myself I would have otherwise not, or even denied.
It's still memorial day for another hour. I want to thank all of the troops who have given their service to protect this country.
I want to give my grandfather a hug, but I can't, and having been able to for a few years now. But that doesn't mean the want goes away. He served in WW2, Korea, and Vietnam.
I don't want to waste their efforts and sacrifices on a life where I'm not my best. It's a waste to be unhappy and to make others unhappy. It's a waste to be hateful and bitter. I was lucky enough to be born in a country of wealth and of freedom. I appreciate that fact every day. The best way to show it is to be happy and enjoy what life has given me.
I'm trying to be a better person.
Oh hey, I speak!
(skip to 4:06)
Bob, Squeak, and I did an interview at Wondercon about SG.
I still can't think of anything that nobody knows about me. At least not anything interesting. I'm sure there are mundane details of my life that people don't know.
Also, it's really surreal to listen to your own voice. Really.
ps. mmmm macaroni
(skip to 4:06)
Bob, Squeak, and I did an interview at Wondercon about SG.
I still can't think of anything that nobody knows about me. At least not anything interesting. I'm sure there are mundane details of my life that people don't know.
Also, it's really surreal to listen to your own voice. Really.
ps. mmmm macaroni
Ok, whoever got me sick at Wondercon can eat a dick!
Otherwise, Wondercon was great!
Myself, Bob and Serial
R3X, Squeak, Dino, Me, Bob, Maddigan, Serial
Dice, Dino, and Me
Me, Dino, Maddigan, Bob, Nixon
Fiercest Hit Girl ever! No smiling, because Hit Girl wouldn't smile.
This guy took pics with us, went and printed them, then came back to get them signed. That is some speedy turnaround.
Another guy also printed pics that he took with us and gave us copies. That was really sweet.
And yet another guy found out who was at the booth, printed pics from our sets, then had us sign them.
I love it!
Also this.
More pics live here!
Otherwise, Wondercon was great!
Myself, Bob and Serial
R3X, Squeak, Dino, Me, Bob, Maddigan, Serial
Dice, Dino, and Me
Me, Dino, Maddigan, Bob, Nixon
Fiercest Hit Girl ever! No smiling, because Hit Girl wouldn't smile.
This guy took pics with us, went and printed them, then came back to get them signed. That is some speedy turnaround.
Another guy also printed pics that he took with us and gave us copies. That was really sweet.
And yet another guy found out who was at the booth, printed pics from our sets, then had us sign them.
I love it!
Also this.
More pics live here!
I GOT FUCKING HIRED FULL TIME!!!
Fuck yeah, my internship turned into a full-time salaried position with full benefits and a 401k. I'm so happy that I keep just smiling randomly. To anyone not in the know I must look absolutely daffy.
Guys... Guys, this means I can quit Starbucks! I CAN FUCKING QUIT STARBUCKS!
GaaaaaaaaahHhhhh!!!!!
Fuck yeah, my internship turned into a full-time salaried position with full benefits and a 401k. I'm so happy that I keep just smiling randomly. To anyone not in the know I must look absolutely daffy.
Guys... Guys, this means I can quit Starbucks! I CAN FUCKING QUIT STARBUCKS!
GaaaaaaaaahHhhhh!!!!!
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