Ok, this one is probably going to be quite a few photos. Most of which, I apologize for in advance as I apparently passed more than a few full length mirrors and decided to take advantage of them.
Starting off... I apparently have a short time left on this website, hence the title of the blog. I refer you to my previous blog as to why. Unless @missy gets back to me via email... but I'm not hopeful. So, this may very well be my last blog. In case it is... it's been a fun ride SG. In the almost four years, I found a place to belong, a venue in which to advise, friends, acquaintances and even tremendous love... my greatest love. Things I never thought that I would, when the brand new set Harder by @binah FINALLY motivated me to pay for a subscription. Despite having always wanted to when I first saw it on Real Sex like... what, ten years ago?
Oddly, yesterday I saw my second set since the changeover, it was the newer one by @luna whose title currently eludes me.
My MacBook situation took a surprising turn. I took it to Best Buy so that the geniuses could do a data transfer to my new TB hard drive... they got 70GBs out of 400+ onto an external hard drive, leaving me to have to run a startup on the new hard drive because nothing got transferred over. I of course argued the point that I should get my money back because I didn't pay them to put things on an external, they were paid, predicated upon the RESULT that everything would be transferred over. They of course debated that anything over 9GBs is a chargeable job. I brought up that "Since when is 15% a 'job done?' If you went home after an hour and a half... do you expect to be paid for a full 8 hours? So if you don't expect money from Best Buy... then why do you expect it from me? I brought in a MacBook and you've given me a paperweight." Priceless logic I'd think, because they saw things my way. I sometimes feel like I should be a lawyer. Afterward, I went to Apple to see how much it would run me to get the startup. I DID have Snow Leopard (My MacBook is from 2010) which is probably the Windows competition for Vista. Anyhow, they actually ran it for free, the new system that came out a few months ago, Maverick... AND showed me how to download all of my 152+GBs of "lost" music from the iCloud. So, even though I lost a lot of information, my laptop is actually better than a brand new one. Namely as I have the brand new system, as well as a hard drive that's twice as big as the highest they currently sell. It's a fucking Christmas Miracle!!!
In the last month, I went to a Company Christmas Cocktail Party as a date for my friend.
It's funny because that night, was the night that OSU lost it's first game in almost three seasons. So, to make me feel better, I went home and cranked one out while listening to Pavarotti and then watched THIS movie:
Because that's what I do when I'm sad. Like REALLY sad.
Some wintery shots at Easton:
I wasn't "posing" I was sliding on the ice...
A view from my porch
Over where the white lights are... is bar none, the best hill in which to go sledding down. As in the lights are the top of it. Unfortunately, I hadn't gone sledding, what with completely obliterating my sled earlier this year, in February.
I usually get emails for things and then I just go through them not really paying attention... but then I saw THIS:
Umm... yes fucking please.
Some more phobia breaking photos
I actually let the beard out again...
Then shaved it, channeling my inner Eric Balfour
Drank some more...
Isn't this shirt just the best?
It's a Linkin Park shirt... AND Transformers!!!
At my session the other day, I had a wager (Name's Bakuto for a reason) with my tattooist. He was taking a break and going to Chipotle (A place known for huge burritos that are organic and inexpensive, for those in foreign countries) and asked if I'd wanted anything. I slipped and said two chicken burritos with everything. My problem is that I'm more of a visual person and can't tell you what I want unless I'm standing there and looking at it. So he responds that "There's NO way you can eat two burritos...!" To which I reply "Dude... bro, come on. This is ME. Remember two weeks ago when we all got Colombian? Seriously..." So he goes on that "I challenge the fuck out of you, that you CAN'T eat two burritos with EVERYTHING on them... those things are fucking HUGE" and I said "Challenge accepted... in fact, as conditions of the terms, I'll add that if I eat both of them, you should do the Daruma (Something we'd been talking about) tattoo for free." He agreed to them... and lost. Even though he tried to stack the deck against me.
Yea... I got them and they were double wrapped because they were so ungodly huge... he later said that he convinced them to "Make them extra big." However, there were two things that pushed me, one: I don't fucking lose... and two: That's going to be about two hundred dollars that I COULD be using in Colombia... so I kept forging on. The first one was no problem. Aced it. Even though my throat was burning (He had them put EXTRA spicy stuff in them as well) by the time I started it, the second was fine... until halfway through. Then it was like BOOM. I did that "I DEFINITELY ate too much" dry heave like four times and things were looking super grim. So, what I did, since everything was falling out ANYWAYS, I grabbed a spoon and started to eat the fallout... then the contents of what was left of the burrito. Doing a little "Divide and conquer" because holding the burrito and seeing this major mass of food that I had left was pretty fucking intimidating. Then, I just rolled what was left of the tortilla into a small roll, finishing it in one bite. Then two more spoonfuls and I was home free.
The following are photos that I will call the Evolution Of Sushi:
The drawing, I got the outline in session one where I just got the outline done rather big on my thigh, but couldn't take photos, so the drawing will have to be representative of that. I felt that it would be cool to give him a Muramasa sword.
Then, session two
He got some of the shading done on the waves... before his machine began to short out...
Then got some color to it
Apparently, he wants to shade the waves some more...
The purpose of this one, is that it's an inside thing between someone that is the most important person to me... and that will never change, so I got a tattoo to commemorate it.
Speaking of Colombia, I had a cheesy arepa for breakfast...
Might as well get used to eating them, yea?
Speaking of Colombia, I was having lunch with my dad at PF Chang's (First time I've ever been there) and talking about my move there, concerns and things of that nature, when I opened up my fortune cookie and it read this:
So, taking the encouragement, I went home and bought the tickets. As of February 12... I will no longer reside in the US. Again. Except this time, on February 13, I shall be calling Medellin, Colombia home. Looking forward to getting some time in with @thanatoz which always has a way of brightening my day. Jaja, we're probably going to be getting into all kinds of funny hijinks... who knows. Honestly, I just can't wait to be there.
Christmas!!!
I'm not one to usually take photos of my presents, although I was very surprised when someone I care about a lot sent me this
It just surprises me sometimes when people actually "know me." So I was moved when I opened up a thermos-ish item that looks like a camera lens. Especially when I was going to get it myself, but never told anyone.
My New Year's Resolution? It's not some crazy goal or something... I only want to be able to honestly say "Life is so good... I can taste it in my spit." That's it. Oddly, perhaps a bigger goal than the average "lose weight" or "get sexy" but... I feel that it will be more fulfilling as well.
I... honestly don't know what else to say. If this is it... Then my closing advice is that yes, the "early bird" gets the worm, but it's the second mouse that gets the cheese. Don't be upset because you can't come up with the great new thing or revolutionary idea. Sometimes... those things just need to be refined. I mean, who would you rather be, the Wright brothers... or Richard Branson?
