If I was playing WoW right now, my new years eve would go like this...
/drunk
/belligerent
/drunk
/belligerent
So there are two comments someone could make during a date that would immediatly make me uninterested.
1) Reading bores me
2) I hate the taste of beer and wine, so I don't drink
Both of these were uttered within the first 15 minutes of a date I had this week.
Friday was a fun day at work. As it turns out the company that had been funding us decided back in september that we were not a priority any more and decided to cut our funding. They didn't tell us during the big meeting in Oct., but waited until this past week. So on friday, everyone in the lab except for me got fired. THere is enough money to cover me until August 1st, but very little supply money.
1) Reading bores me
2) I hate the taste of beer and wine, so I don't drink
Both of these were uttered within the first 15 minutes of a date I had this week.
Friday was a fun day at work. As it turns out the company that had been funding us decided back in september that we were not a priority any more and decided to cut our funding. They didn't tell us during the big meeting in Oct., but waited until this past week. So on friday, everyone in the lab except for me got fired. THere is enough money to cover me until August 1st, but very little supply money.
For some fucking reason I bought a big real-looking fake christmas tree for my new place.
I don't even like jesus.
WTF?!?
I think I'm a moron...
I don't even like jesus.
WTF?!?
I think I'm a moron...
Why is it, that when your with someone weekends alone with no human contact are refresing, and when you're single they are soul-guttingly depresing?
FUCK
FUCK
OK, so I havent updated in
well a LONG time, but I have my excuses. Ive been kind of busy. And busy not just playing video games.
To start off and get it out of the way, a quick little story. Ive been thinking for a long time now about cutting my hair. The long hair was nice and all, but it required work, and I wasnt entirely sure it was me anymore, as I didnt really identify myself as goth so much anymore (not that IO think Ive changed, just I dont want to put that much time into preening or going out to clubs anymore).
You know how that one Conan movie has the unforgettable line about 5 minutes in, His was a tale of SORROW!
Yeah, it fits.
I finally decided to chop it off shortly after getting the new car. Long hair and sunroof dont go well together. So I decided to go to my g/fs hair dresser. He always did a great job on her hair, and his salon is right in the middle of the gay district in DC, so I know he cuts mens hair. Everything sounds good so far, right? He asks me how I wanted it cut. I didnt have anything in mind really, as I couldnt picture myself with short hair (as I had the long hair for nigh on 16 years), so I gave him a list of requirements.
1) I dont want to look like a young republican banker.
2) I dont want to look like Ive just joined the service.
He agreed with me that both of those were bad, and I told him I was looking for something kind of punk/rockabilly so we looked at some pictures and I showed him the looks I liked and the ones I didnt. Everything is still looking good, right?
He shaved my head. I shit you not, he shaved my fucking head.
He tried to convince me that he followed my directions, because APPARENTLY this was a British Schoolboy cut. Military cuts fade up from the temple, where as this was uniformly short. I drank. A LOT.
Its been several months now, and its finally getting to the point where it doesnt look too bad I suppose. Doesnt matter, I wear a hat everyday now.
Anyhow, on to happier things. First a pic of Borris.
I love this car.
Second, I got a job! Im doing a post-doc at George Washington Uni. On a project funded by industry. I know, boo hiss, evil corporations, but they have a lot of money, and I feel it is a very worthwhile project. I cant tell anyone what it is, but suffice to say if/when we get things figured out it will go a decent amount to making our world a better, healthier place. So that will be my contribution to society!
And along with the new job, I can finally afford my own place!!! All mine, with NO roommates and NO family. A little bit of secret shame, after the big breakup a couple years ago I didnt have any money, so I had actually been living with my parents until I graduated, so this new place feels ESPECIALLY nice The place is BIG, and it rocks. I love it!
Well, enough of that, maybe Ill start posting more often
Maybe.
To start off and get it out of the way, a quick little story. Ive been thinking for a long time now about cutting my hair. The long hair was nice and all, but it required work, and I wasnt entirely sure it was me anymore, as I didnt really identify myself as goth so much anymore (not that IO think Ive changed, just I dont want to put that much time into preening or going out to clubs anymore).
You know how that one Conan movie has the unforgettable line about 5 minutes in, His was a tale of SORROW!
Yeah, it fits.
I finally decided to chop it off shortly after getting the new car. Long hair and sunroof dont go well together. So I decided to go to my g/fs hair dresser. He always did a great job on her hair, and his salon is right in the middle of the gay district in DC, so I know he cuts mens hair. Everything sounds good so far, right? He asks me how I wanted it cut. I didnt have anything in mind really, as I couldnt picture myself with short hair (as I had the long hair for nigh on 16 years), so I gave him a list of requirements.
1) I dont want to look like a young republican banker.
2) I dont want to look like Ive just joined the service.
He agreed with me that both of those were bad, and I told him I was looking for something kind of punk/rockabilly so we looked at some pictures and I showed him the looks I liked and the ones I didnt. Everything is still looking good, right?
He shaved my head. I shit you not, he shaved my fucking head.
He tried to convince me that he followed my directions, because APPARENTLY this was a British Schoolboy cut. Military cuts fade up from the temple, where as this was uniformly short. I drank. A LOT.
Its been several months now, and its finally getting to the point where it doesnt look too bad I suppose. Doesnt matter, I wear a hat everyday now.
Anyhow, on to happier things. First a pic of Borris.
I love this car.
Second, I got a job! Im doing a post-doc at George Washington Uni. On a project funded by industry. I know, boo hiss, evil corporations, but they have a lot of money, and I feel it is a very worthwhile project. I cant tell anyone what it is, but suffice to say if/when we get things figured out it will go a decent amount to making our world a better, healthier place. So that will be my contribution to society!
And along with the new job, I can finally afford my own place!!! All mine, with NO roommates and NO family. A little bit of secret shame, after the big breakup a couple years ago I didnt have any money, so I had actually been living with my parents until I graduated, so this new place feels ESPECIALLY nice The place is BIG, and it rocks. I love it!
Well, enough of that, maybe Ill start posting more often
Maybe.
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