april 8th, 2014: made together (or but the undertaker)

starting off my day with some horrorpops.

and my refrigerator is running properly again. 

off to the gym for a chest workout. playing my 'top 25.' i was able to go back to using my old weights which is a good sign. its been a long road to get back and theres still a ways to go to get where i want to be. 

using my lunch break to read 'walking dead' and look over hotel choices. 

as part of a continuation of yesterday i had to get names together for who would be able in july. 

me: ...so i made together...wait. thats not right

sill was distracted by a phone ringing.

me (starting over): so, i --

sill: made together? didnt think i noticed did you

talking to maushart about robins. if i could go back to that point and make a few different decisions... 

moving from that to talk to armstrong about the undertaker and the streak. as we're venting our discontent, sill chimes in

sill: you know, this manning issue and july isnt going to work out

me: ...but, the undertaker

sill: oh. excuse me.

leaving work early so i can make it to the commissary and home before the hotel sale starts up. everything about comic con just causes so much excitement and anxiety. but this was also the last hurdle. the clock hits 5. refreshing the page. fumbling and stumbling through selections. submitting. no immediate assurance that my choices went through. on to google plus to see how things are going for others. by the time i get there, downtown hotels are sold out. was i in in time? its going to be a long wait for a response.

napping and dreaming about work stuff. im always amazed by how the mind goes into problem solving mode during sleep.

receiving and itinerary email from anthony. hopefully i can partake in part of the road trip again this year. 

looking over plane tickets for mom. turns out she cant come out anyway. theres a good and bad side to that.

bed.

april 7th, 2014: 21 and....1?

the first thing i did when i woke up was a review of wrestlemania results. i was a little disappointed, but none of those things really mattered. as long as the undertaker won, i was good. and he did...not? reading the results again in disbelief. the steak was over. the scope of that is bigger than my normal daily report though.

i received an email from anthony today and thats the kind of thing that puts a little sunshine on my days. any time i hear from an old friend its always a good thing.

off to work. i hadnt noticed, but the weather was dreary and rainy. fitting.

at some point in work, sill tells me not to make plans for july. thats a bit too late. he says a few comically vague things about how something was going on. i respond with, "...what about the mission?" sometimes i feel like maybe i shouldnt joke about things as a way to deal with them.

working out.

home. opening the refrigerator for something. apparently its been off since saturday. damn.

chinese food. watching wrestlemania and trying to wrap my mind around that whole undertaker thing.

infamous.

bed

april 6th, 2014: cant hang?

id heard about a new "punk goes..." installment. i was pretty big into those years ago, and despite their track record as of late, i still look forward to them. i took a bit of the morning to go through 'punk goes 90's 2.' overall, it wasn't anything great and i couldnt get behind it as the ap review did.

infamous had come out and finally arrived. i put in more time on that than ive put in on my ps4 all together. 3 or 4 hours later i took a break.

wrestlemania was going to be coming on tonight along with some build up before hand. i wanted to be able to catch some of it so i looked into a dns service again. i took unblock us up on a free trial and was sold within moments of setting it up. i spent a bit of time watching wrestling.

nap.

back to infamous. back to wrestling. break. more wrestling.

i tried to stay up to watch a bit of wrestlemania, but only got through the build up and into the first match. i was able to see the hogan / austin / rock thing which was pretty entertaining. it seemed like that was setting a good tone for the rest of the event.

id have to find out the next day

april 5th, 2014: warm to cold

listening to talk is jericho with chavo guerrero. before chavo came on, the topic was about half-time shows. that whole chili peppers thing seems so long ago.

chavo's interview was pretty good. probably not one id recommend or rewatch, but it had some good moments. some of the things he talks about remind me of wrestling news from years ago.

id ordered some cds from amazon uk. mustard plug's masterpieces and kaiser chiefs' greatest hits. both arrived today so that was cool. sometimes living in the uk has advantages. but only for certain cd purchases that i cant get in other places.

commissary. post office...picking up more cds by the used and kylie minogue.

eating. starting flashpoint paradox. nap.

going to play guitar with stokes. didnt make much in the way of progress or anything. sometimes my mind just isnt in it.

home. finishing flashpoint paradox.

finishing the night with archer and boondocks.

april 4th, 2014: "hard work"

the gym was going to be closed so we had arranged to meet at the track for our morning fitness nonsense. it seemed like a bad idea, but i went with it... well, i shouldnt have. we ended up having some kind of sports day. football, kickball, running. those were our choices. i went with kickball because i felt like i could get by without doing anything. and i did. almost. i had to chase a ball once. it sucked. everything about it.

at work. krawitz pulls me aside to talk about brittenneys plaque. once i fill him in that she was in on it and has seen it and actually kinda picked it, he lets it go. 

around this time we started getting ready for our barbecue. i spent it at my desk eating prezzos leftovers and reading walking dead. after that was a bit of guitar with stokes. 

a longish talk with walker and sill about things.

hanging around with brittenny and rocking some britney spears. it had come up in conversation that i should play some at work some day. well, this is that day i guess.

at home and talking to tony. the conversation was about how neither of us are 'really' good at one thing, but have a few things going for us. and neither of us want to put in the work to get to the point of having something to do super amazingly well. things eventually switched to tricking and my first appearance in a paramax video. 

back to work for guitar stuff with stokes. rambling about how i don't care much and most things that happen just reinforce my reasoning not to.

back at home. re-learning april 29th and reading about the riots of '92.