august 8th, 2015: emo night el paso 2015

one of the first emails i see in the morning is from giffgaff. i stopped using giffgaff in 2013 i think. the change didnt do a whole lot for me on a day to day basis, but the free roaming was nice. well, when i knew about it... looks like somebody else will have 7845088785 now.

the plan was to drop by work to check up on things from last night. stopping at the gym first for a little workout. things at work went pretty well and about an hour and half or so later we were on our way out.

it was going to be a long night so a nap was in order. or at least thats what i tell myself. what i expected to be a brief hour or so ran a bit long and i kinda had to rush to get ready for the show. i was pretty sure i'd be fine as the show time was listed as 7 which likely just meant doors at 7.

it did. 

it was a good time and would have the honor of going on to be my first post for my concert blog.

following up the show with a trip to the happy monk. i was looking forward to the black bean burger, however when i saw something about pumpkin written in i was a little skeptical. i went with it anyway. i even got a side of macaroni and cheese. it was a little spicy or peppery, but still good.

home. up late. really late. for no reason.

january 18th, 2015: that honky bitch...

i didnt really have a plan going into today. a movie? two movies? lunch or dinner somewhere?

while doing some cleaning up i settled on seeing 'taken 3' or tak3n as i feel it should be called. dependiing on how that went, id move on to 'whiplash' later. tak3n was fine. not good, but something to do.

while i waited in the car to see if my signal would kick in, i debated how to get through the rest of the day. a trip to the store for socks and water as well as a trip by my old house to bring in the trash bin should be enough to push me over 4pm. at that point the chinese place would be open and i could have dinner. then take a nap and get in some guitar time. that would be my day.

between the nap and guitar, i took some time to watch lesnar vs guerror from no way out 2004. and a bit of time to think about joana...thought i was over all that.

around halfway through my song list, i was interrupted. for years i had a problem talking while playing, but it would seem that all my playing and singing has helped that. so thats cool, but still...being interrupted is not. pressing on with my songs. 29 of them all in all. looking at that gives me mixed feelings. its a productive thing to do i suppose, but i kinda wish i had more to do with my time.

back to the room and making a triumphant return to fleshing out my daily entries. ive gotten so behind on doing real postings and i dislike myself for it.

january 17th, 2015: mustard plugged up for my last dinner

ill be leaving soon and still have a few things to take care. today i wanted to tackle mailing things which meant bringing the pain to acid storm. i wasnt able to get it back into plane mode before and therefore couldnt pack it with my household stuff. after a good bit of trial and effort i pulled it off. success! finally.

my mom had asked for some kind of souvenir and it hit me that maybe a build-a-bear would be a good way to go. i considered going to london so i could do some sight-seeing and pick one up there, but i really dont like going/being there. luckily, i had a bit of clarity kick in and went with cambridge instead. it took forever to get there because of traffic. it took forever to park because of...traffic? i mean, those cars have to be somewhere, right? in the end, i found that they didnt have anything that would make sense to get. so i left empty handed.

back in my room and making arrangements for dinner. then a nap because after a late night and early morning, that was for the best.

dinner was a good time. conversation was fun and it seemed like a good combination of people. the bootys and matt austin left earlyish in the night so brandon and i moved over to the usual second spot. there was a lot of conversation about music, computery tech things, black people and movies/blowing things out of proportion, and trying to figure out someones shirt. fun all around.

eventually it was back to my room. not a bad day at all.

april 30th, 2014: black ass, deaf ass

gym time didnt go so well. shoulder stuff got in the way again so i just walked around with matt. 

heading out to catch up on work stuff.

lunch with cesar, jed, hart, and conerly. the conversation is about deaf people and living in england. particularly about how foreign girls like americans.

jed: english girls dont want this

rounding up computer issues with baba. he'd been on a bit of a productivity thing for the day. rearranging desks and whatnot.

pmel. home. ceremony (that lasted forever). 

new girl. raw.

nap.

tnt. buying the new britney, a frisbee, and a replacement for my abbey road sessions. listening to avril lavigne.

april 29th, 2014: i heard hes an alcoholic. and thats fine.

i had a fair amount of extra time in the morning and killed it with the academy is.

driving to work for the first time in a little longer than forever.

i stopped by the gym, but had to cut things short because of my injury stuff.

today was harts going away lunch. it was a pretty good time, but does kinda suck that hes leaving. 

at work to get to the afternoon meeting in time. but listening to brody dalles diploid love first

a chat with armstrong about a lack of communication in the office turns into a running joke for the rest of the day.

guitar stuff.

on the way home there was a huge backup. i waited for a bit then decided id park and just walk, but then it cleared up. shouldve seen that coming.

criss angel believe and boondocks