Having passion for more than one thing in life is difficult. There just isn't enough time. Not in any life, human or otherwise.
I'm a polymath.
Still, having passion for anything is better than not having any at all.
The next time I drink it will be to eternal life and hopefully irony will not smite me. I think I'll walk home that night.
I'm a polymath.
Still, having passion for anything is better than not having any at all.
The next time I drink it will be to eternal life and hopefully irony will not smite me. I think I'll walk home that night.
Absence, hearts, etc.
A couple of friends were in town from Norfolk that I haven't seen in a while so we decided to party in the middle of the week. Everything about the idea seemed bad but I ignored my better judgment and had a great fucking time.
We started out bar hopping. There are a lot of bars here for a town of 4000 people.. (5, Yet the Hamilton County Fair Board won't allow an MMA event to take place here because it would give the town a bad name...but anyway..)
We picked people up at each bar and took them back to our friend Kyle's place, a way too small one bedroom apartment. Josh brought his guitar and everyone took turns playing it, whether they knew how to or not. I'm not much for playing in front of any amount of people but I was coerced, so I played Yesterday by The Beatles seeing I just recently learned it. Easily one of the best decisions I've made in life. Everyone sang along. Everyone! It was a really indescribable moment. I was pretty wasted so maybe I was just being hyper-sentimental but it's something I'll remember forever.
Had a strange chat with someone I probably shouldn't have..
Absence, hearts, etc.
Dead ends.
Didn't get to bed til 4am. Had to be to work at 8am. I'm sure I was still drunk for the first half of the day and flat out hung over for the last, which almost never happens but so inconveniently did.
Almost there, Friday. I've got no plans for the weekend and want to keep it that way.
We'll see.
A couple of friends were in town from Norfolk that I haven't seen in a while so we decided to party in the middle of the week. Everything about the idea seemed bad but I ignored my better judgment and had a great fucking time.
We started out bar hopping. There are a lot of bars here for a town of 4000 people.. (5, Yet the Hamilton County Fair Board won't allow an MMA event to take place here because it would give the town a bad name...but anyway..)
We picked people up at each bar and took them back to our friend Kyle's place, a way too small one bedroom apartment. Josh brought his guitar and everyone took turns playing it, whether they knew how to or not. I'm not much for playing in front of any amount of people but I was coerced, so I played Yesterday by The Beatles seeing I just recently learned it. Easily one of the best decisions I've made in life. Everyone sang along. Everyone! It was a really indescribable moment. I was pretty wasted so maybe I was just being hyper-sentimental but it's something I'll remember forever.
Had a strange chat with someone I probably shouldn't have..
Absence, hearts, etc.
Dead ends.
Didn't get to bed til 4am. Had to be to work at 8am. I'm sure I was still drunk for the first half of the day and flat out hung over for the last, which almost never happens but so inconveniently did.
Almost there, Friday. I've got no plans for the weekend and want to keep it that way.
We'll see.
Hi everyone!
Nothing has been out of the ordinary lately, unfortunately. I got a new, old car for $200 from a guy in Central City though! It's a 1977 Ford LTD. Easily the biggest 2 door car there ever is or will be. It even works! It's fun to ride around in because it totally has the pimp-mobile/ghetto cruiser vibe going on so people look at me in amusement. Sometimes in fear because it's a 6-seater and has great drive-by potential, if you're into that kind of thing.
Word is AFI is playing at Sokol on 6/6 and I'm going to be there whether I can afford it or not! Last time I saw them was at the Orange Show Pavilion in San Bernardino once upon 3 albums ago. Very exciting indeed.
Now that the weather's nice I severely miss the beach.
Also, I really want a bulldog.
Nothing has been out of the ordinary lately, unfortunately. I got a new, old car for $200 from a guy in Central City though! It's a 1977 Ford LTD. Easily the biggest 2 door car there ever is or will be. It even works! It's fun to ride around in because it totally has the pimp-mobile/ghetto cruiser vibe going on so people look at me in amusement. Sometimes in fear because it's a 6-seater and has great drive-by potential, if you're into that kind of thing.
Word is AFI is playing at Sokol on 6/6 and I'm going to be there whether I can afford it or not! Last time I saw them was at the Orange Show Pavilion in San Bernardino once upon 3 albums ago. Very exciting indeed.
Now that the weather's nice I severely miss the beach.
Also, I really want a bulldog.
Plans for today: Sleep in. FAIL! (8am)
Train with the Aurora Fight Team at 12:30. I found out Nate is fighting Cody from HKX (the gym I most regularly go to). It's next weekend and I really want to go but it's going to be awkward to watch two guys I know and train with fight. It's bad enough just training with both of them, as I feel like a spy of sorts when that's really not the case! My conscience is hyper-active in unusual ways.
Do an undefined something with my friend Jay. I haven't seen her in a while and I promised we'd hang out this weekend. Most things require money though. Especially here. I'm sure we'll figure something out.
As for the rest of the day, I guess I'll play it by ear. There will probably be a LOT of internet time as it appears the beautiful weather we got to enjoy for most of the week is quickly receding behind a mass of silver & doom tinged clouds.
Have a great weekend everyone!
EDIT: UFC 112!!!! Derp.
Train with the Aurora Fight Team at 12:30. I found out Nate is fighting Cody from HKX (the gym I most regularly go to). It's next weekend and I really want to go but it's going to be awkward to watch two guys I know and train with fight. It's bad enough just training with both of them, as I feel like a spy of sorts when that's really not the case! My conscience is hyper-active in unusual ways.
Do an undefined something with my friend Jay. I haven't seen her in a while and I promised we'd hang out this weekend. Most things require money though. Especially here. I'm sure we'll figure something out.
As for the rest of the day, I guess I'll play it by ear. There will probably be a LOT of internet time as it appears the beautiful weather we got to enjoy for most of the week is quickly receding behind a mass of silver & doom tinged clouds.
Have a great weekend everyone!
EDIT: UFC 112!!!! Derp.
Today I smashed my thumb in a horse trailer, ruined an entire batch of thin-set mortar I was going to use to level a shower base and discovered how much I suck at sawing things. For what it's worth though, getting off of work and being home feels so much better than it does most days.
Tomorrow I have to rough in a house, renew my license and talk to my bank about why my account is magically overdrawn. Then, it's off to train with the local fight team. I haven't trained in over a month so I'm just a little scared about my conditioning. I planned on making my debut last month but didn't/couldn't for an exhausting list of reasons. There's a fight card in GI (20 miles away) in just under 2 weeks and just about everyone from my gym is on it but between being a lazy jackass and still needing a fight license there's no way I'll get on it. If everything works out though, the biggest promoter in the area will be putting on a show in June here in town. I would love to debut in front of the home crowd. It might add a little more pressure as far as having to win but that shouldn't be a problem. I don't think anyone goes into a fight without the intent to win. The way I see it, I can't lose.
Everything's gradually coming together and it's nice. Frightening too.
Tomorrow I have to rough in a house, renew my license and talk to my bank about why my account is magically overdrawn. Then, it's off to train with the local fight team. I haven't trained in over a month so I'm just a little scared about my conditioning. I planned on making my debut last month but didn't/couldn't for an exhausting list of reasons. There's a fight card in GI (20 miles away) in just under 2 weeks and just about everyone from my gym is on it but between being a lazy jackass and still needing a fight license there's no way I'll get on it. If everything works out though, the biggest promoter in the area will be putting on a show in June here in town. I would love to debut in front of the home crowd. It might add a little more pressure as far as having to win but that shouldn't be a problem. I don't think anyone goes into a fight without the intent to win. The way I see it, I can't lose.
Everything's gradually coming together and it's nice. Frightening too.
Tonight is family night: A full house, pizza, alcohol and nazi zombie movies! I'm so excited.
Somehow I've been convinced to go to church tomorrow morning. Last time I went was also on Easter to watch a church production of the crucifixion/resurrection of Jesus. The guy who played the role of Jesus looked like Claudio Sanchez from Coheed & Cambria.
As they walked down the aisle to crucify Jesus, a roman soldier flogged him with a cheap tasseled whip that kept breaking apart and sticking to his back. The guy who played the roman soldier kept chasing behind him, clumsily trying to remove the pleather strands, which completely ruined the tone of the situation but provided a good laugh.
I expect no such awesomeness tomorrow. In fact, I'm pretty sure it will be the opposite of awesome because I have a 50% chance of being hung over and have an attention span about thislong when it comes to preachyness. Tomorrow will be the day I get dressed up to sleep for 4 hours.
Somehow I've been convinced to go to church tomorrow morning. Last time I went was also on Easter to watch a church production of the crucifixion/resurrection of Jesus. The guy who played the role of Jesus looked like Claudio Sanchez from Coheed & Cambria.
As they walked down the aisle to crucify Jesus, a roman soldier flogged him with a cheap tasseled whip that kept breaking apart and sticking to his back. The guy who played the roman soldier kept chasing behind him, clumsily trying to remove the pleather strands, which completely ruined the tone of the situation but provided a good laugh.
I expect no such awesomeness tomorrow. In fact, I'm pretty sure it will be the opposite of awesome because I have a 50% chance of being hung over and have an attention span about thislong when it comes to preachyness. Tomorrow will be the day I get dressed up to sleep for 4 hours.
Too exhausted to make the most of a Friday night so I'm going to stay home and watch Dead Man. I thought I'd seen every Depp movie but this one managed to stay under my radar for 15 years.
I'm not sure how to keep this short
I had a perfectly safe trip to Minnesota which was slightly disappointing. My luggage did get lost somewhere between Omaha and Des Moines but they were really good about getting it back to me quickly.
I met up with my friend in Minneapolis and checked into our hotel then headed for the MoA. I won't talk about how fucking enormous it is because no words do it justice...it can only be experienced. We didn't do too much because we were both travel weary. We invited some people we met back to our hotel room, had a few drinks and called it a night. Got back to exploring the mall pretty early the next day and spent a good 6 hours walking around, never really developing a good sense of direction. That was part of the fun though.
That night we took the light rail to downtown Minneapolis to go pub crawling for St. Patty's day. Only...I didn't have my ID so it didn't work out so great. We tried every place in sight but it wasn't happening until we decided to try a strip club near Nicolette. Funny enough, it was my first time being to one. The bouncer let us in without a problem. My buddy fell in love with a stripper and we ended up missing the light rail back to the mall because of it. We BARELY caught the last bus that ran by pooling together every bit of change we had and still ended up having to walk 3 miles back to the hotel.
The next day we went back to the town my friend lives in. He literally lives a stone's throw from Canada with a small river acting as a border. Unfortunately I couldn't get into Canada either.. I spent the remainder of my two week vacation meeting his friends, catching up and partying more than I have in the past 5 years. I had a really good time and feel like I always have somewhere to go if necessary. It's weird to say that because I've moved at least once every year of my life on average and find it hard to settle anywhere, but I felt right at home.
Sad to say, I lost my camera some time during the trip and I'm like this
because of it. So many pictures lost..
But now I'm back in corn country, working my ass off on a big job I found about a day after I went away for my vacation. I'm also sunburned..and there was cloud cover all day. I fail at being half black.
I had a perfectly safe trip to Minnesota which was slightly disappointing. My luggage did get lost somewhere between Omaha and Des Moines but they were really good about getting it back to me quickly.
I met up with my friend in Minneapolis and checked into our hotel then headed for the MoA. I won't talk about how fucking enormous it is because no words do it justice...it can only be experienced. We didn't do too much because we were both travel weary. We invited some people we met back to our hotel room, had a few drinks and called it a night. Got back to exploring the mall pretty early the next day and spent a good 6 hours walking around, never really developing a good sense of direction. That was part of the fun though.
That night we took the light rail to downtown Minneapolis to go pub crawling for St. Patty's day. Only...I didn't have my ID so it didn't work out so great. We tried every place in sight but it wasn't happening until we decided to try a strip club near Nicolette. Funny enough, it was my first time being to one. The bouncer let us in without a problem. My buddy fell in love with a stripper and we ended up missing the light rail back to the mall because of it. We BARELY caught the last bus that ran by pooling together every bit of change we had and still ended up having to walk 3 miles back to the hotel.
The next day we went back to the town my friend lives in. He literally lives a stone's throw from Canada with a small river acting as a border. Unfortunately I couldn't get into Canada either.. I spent the remainder of my two week vacation meeting his friends, catching up and partying more than I have in the past 5 years. I had a really good time and feel like I always have somewhere to go if necessary. It's weird to say that because I've moved at least once every year of my life on average and find it hard to settle anywhere, but I felt right at home.
Sad to say, I lost my camera some time during the trip and I'm like this
because of it. So many pictures lost..But now I'm back in corn country, working my ass off on a big job I found about a day after I went away for my vacation. I'm also sunburned..and there was cloud cover all day. I fail at being half black.
