Here are a few simple things in life that I very much enjoy:
1. Free downloads. Lately, I've gotten about 15 free songs, thanks to the great folks at NPR music and the weekly downloads from iTunes. Absolutely lovely, I say...
2. Good coffee. I've been trying to brew my own cuppa java each morning before I head off to work (I mean, if I have the coffee maker why not use it, right?) but I can't seem to master the proper measurements between water and beans. And maybe it's the fact that I use skim milk instead of the creamer available at the coffee shops, but I can't make my coffee taste as good as the stuff they sell. Maybe they put something special in it to make it addicting.
3. Charles Bukowski. He's so crazy, I just love him. I finished reading Pulp and I'm itching to go to the bookstore so I can find another of his novels.
4. Listening/drinking/reading one of the above on a sunny porch. Now that the sunshine has finally decided to roll over to my end of the country, I'm really excited to be able to sit on my front porch and enjoy the sun while doing one of the other things above. I think the positioning of our porch in comparison to the way the sun moves, plus the bushes that block the early morning sunrise might make this porch sitting complicated. I mean, the porch will be warm and sunny but I might not be able to sit in the sunshine for a long time. It's complicated, I'm nonsensical.
I'm trying to write a short story just for kicks, but I don't know what to write about. No wonder writers have such a hard job.
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Sunday, March 7, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Fighting boredom elsewhere
After nearly two weeks of working for a day and having the following three off, I am finally ready to settle back into the working schedule. This time, the lack of holiday stories looming over my head will certainly make me much more efficient at my job.
Plus, I am hoping that finally having a working sense of what is expected of me will mean that I will feel less stressed (which I've already been doing since November, with the exception of December). And less stress means I might enjoy life more.
In spite of the impending winter and the usual blues it brings, I am being cautiously optimistic about what might be in store for me. I'm thinking that I will push past these growing pains of becoming an adult and just throw myself into it headfirst. Regardless of the jump, you're bound to land somewhere.
In less depressing news, a conversation with Andi today has led me to believe that I am somehow still emo. I wonder if that's something I can help or not.
Random note: Yesterday I tried to take a run on the treadmill at work. After 2.25 miles and 25 minutes, I felt like I was about to collapse. I couldn't figure out what had happened -- I know I'm not particularly fit but I was capable of keeping a pace for at least 40 minutes when I last jogged in Madrid.
Then it hit me -- I'm back to fighting the altitude. Getting back into running is going to be killer for me, but it gives me something to fight for. Plus, that should alleviate some of the boredom I often feel. If the gym at work is open until midnight, then by george I will be there.
Again, in another unrelated note, I am sitting at a coffee shop in Old Town (downtown Fort Collins) just chillin'. But there's this interview going on in the table directly across from me that has captivated me. The interviewee is a young boy, seemingly teen-aged, and possibly Latino. He looks nervous and a little nerdy. Flanking him on each side are a man and woman, probably between 25 and 30. The boy is wearing jeans and a thick, brown sweater-jacket. The two interviewers are dressed in black and white business attire -- dark slacks, white collared shirts, blazers. I can't figure out what the point of this interview is. College entrance? An odd job interview?? A survey??? The music and general buzz in the shop is too loud to really allow me to eavesdrop, one of my favorite hobbies. So the snippets I do catch are even more awkward than they seemingly would be anyway.
"Why would someone pay for a membership at Sam's Club?"
"It's about the value, right?"
"The checkmarks I'm seeing total up to 60 percent" and something about "a corporation."
Fcuk -- I can't focus because I am so annoyed at the fact that I don't know what these people are talking about. Thus making this the most useless post I've ever written.
Plus, I am hoping that finally having a working sense of what is expected of me will mean that I will feel less stressed (which I've already been doing since November, with the exception of December). And less stress means I might enjoy life more.
In spite of the impending winter and the usual blues it brings, I am being cautiously optimistic about what might be in store for me. I'm thinking that I will push past these growing pains of becoming an adult and just throw myself into it headfirst. Regardless of the jump, you're bound to land somewhere.
In less depressing news, a conversation with Andi today has led me to believe that I am somehow still emo. I wonder if that's something I can help or not.
Random note: Yesterday I tried to take a run on the treadmill at work. After 2.25 miles and 25 minutes, I felt like I was about to collapse. I couldn't figure out what had happened -- I know I'm not particularly fit but I was capable of keeping a pace for at least 40 minutes when I last jogged in Madrid.
Then it hit me -- I'm back to fighting the altitude. Getting back into running is going to be killer for me, but it gives me something to fight for. Plus, that should alleviate some of the boredom I often feel. If the gym at work is open until midnight, then by george I will be there.
Again, in another unrelated note, I am sitting at a coffee shop in Old Town (downtown Fort Collins) just chillin'. But there's this interview going on in the table directly across from me that has captivated me. The interviewee is a young boy, seemingly teen-aged, and possibly Latino. He looks nervous and a little nerdy. Flanking him on each side are a man and woman, probably between 25 and 30. The boy is wearing jeans and a thick, brown sweater-jacket. The two interviewers are dressed in black and white business attire -- dark slacks, white collared shirts, blazers. I can't figure out what the point of this interview is. College entrance? An odd job interview?? A survey??? The music and general buzz in the shop is too loud to really allow me to eavesdrop, one of my favorite hobbies. So the snippets I do catch are even more awkward than they seemingly would be anyway.
"Why would someone pay for a membership at Sam's Club?"
"It's about the value, right?"
"The checkmarks I'm seeing total up to 60 percent" and something about "a corporation."
Fcuk -- I can't focus because I am so annoyed at the fact that I don't know what these people are talking about. Thus making this the most useless post I've ever written.
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