Whoa

I had a totally vegan waking period. Raw vegan if coffee is considered raw. Not bragging or anything, just an interesting observation.

New Shit.

Man, I feel like a completely different person nowadays. I guess the easiest way to describe me is to say that I'm on a pathway to becoming a "hippie". I'm becoming more aware about my sustainability and the food that I eat.

I've been on this juicing tip for a few weeks now. I'd like to think it's been about 2 months but really that's an arbitrary number I made up. I am growing my passion for eating in a sustainable/"healthy" manner. I do still embrace the darkside of my being (drinking alcohol, eating steaks) but I am very much more aware of what I'm choosing to do.

My whole philosophy as of late is "If you know you're going to be bad, be good when you can." In reality, you can decide when you want to be "good" and when you want to be "bad". Realize that you are not perfect and do not beat yourself up for making the "bad" decision even when you know being "good" is the "right" answer.


Onto the on-goings of my life. I went to The Rock Church here in San Diego today for the first time with a few of my friends. My friend Diwata invited me along when she heard that I had rekindled my relationship with God. I haven't been to church in quite sometime and I felt this sense of anxiousness/anticipation. If I could describe it better if I could, sometimes our emotions are a unique bond with God that we cannot put into words and that's okay. Either way, I came away with a new insight into how the life of Jesus could have been so that was pretty cool.

On the way home, I was driving down Miramar and came to a group of stopped cars. The railroad crossing barrier was down. If I'm not being clear, this is what I'm talking about:





Now I waited for a bit and there were no trains to be had. I pulled over into a Burger King parking lot and chilled for a bit. Listening to classical music, I thought back to some 9 or so years ago. This had happened before. I had been trapped at a railroad barrier crossing before and recalled what I had done then. I knew if I waited for something to happen it would take a long time for it to happen. I got out of my car and walked to the malfunctioning barrier and I lifted it up. In the rain, I got out of my vehicle and lifted this thing up so that people could pass.

I knew deep down even if my car wasn't passing through that people would see that an ordinary person can take control of a situation and help out. I held up the barrier for as long as I could, taking breaks here and there between the waves of cars. A man approached and started helping out. I asked him if he was with the city or something and he replied that he was one of the first cars that passed through when I lifted it. Those words brought such elation to my heart. I asked him if he would be kind enough to keep helping until I got my car through. He agreed. I hopped back into my van and got passed the blockage.

I thought to myself, "Cool, I helped out and someone helped me out." I also thought that was enough but I, for whatever reason, compared myself to Jesus and decided that I would help more cars through. I parked my car near a Denny's and this time walked to the other side of traffic. I lifted up the barrier. This one was made out of wood so it was much lighter. If you ever find yourself in this situation, I suggest you test both barriers to see which one is lighter to make sure you are not expending your energy on the tougher option.

After that side cleared up, I went back to the original side I was on and held up the barrier to let more people through. I understand how if I was a driver reaping the benefits of a random stranger holding up this blockade, I would seize this moment as fast as I could. However, dear driver, you fucking splashed that puddle on me you fucking asshole. Here I am trying to do something nice and you just want to use it all up and fuck me over in the process. Believe me when I say, "FUCK YOU!" I forgive you though, maybe your baby was sick and you needed to rush there. Whatever. I don't do this expecting everyone to reciprocate. I just need to show the way to a few people and they will pass it on.

Productivity

Slept at 3am. Woke up at 7am. Went to the gym. Had breakfast. Had a great day at work. Cleaned my room. All with the swag of a champ.

No tricks for 26 it's time to build.

Wow another year older. Time flies like a chicken, sometimes. I'm really focusing on rebuilding myself this year and I'm pretty excited about that. I've stopped smoking cigarettes. I plan to lose 10% body fat by Christmas. That one is going to Your goal or you?" I'm also considering saving up for a rainy day fund and something for investing. That'll take discipline for sure considering I'm not a baller yet.

The World.

You can have it all, but you can't have it all at once.

Free

8/4/11 =)

Want to Play a Game?

If smoking cigarettes was a game, the rules would go like this:

If you smoke one, you will have to smoke another.

You can quit at any time.

Now wait just a minute, if I smoke one doesn't that mean I have to smoke another? Yes, it does. That's fine providing that you want to continue smoking. I have no idea why anyone would want to continue but to each their own. For people who want to stop smoking this game is unfair. It's unfair until you realize that you can quit at any time. You don't have to play this game and you shouldn't because this game is a trap. You don't win. You lose money and impair your health.

I now view cigarettes like an annoying pop up ad. If you smoke it, it's like clicking the ad. You generate revenue for some company that hopes you buy that product. It also the kind of pop up ad that installs malware on your computer. Now you have this annoying pop up in your mind that keeps say you have to smoke and to get rid of those withdrawal feelings. It' mimics those anti-virus ads that install a virus on your computer so you have to buy their software to get rid of it. That problem is when you buy cigarettes and smoke them, you don't get rid of your nicotine addiction.

When you realize that you don't have to play you won't.

Getting back in it

My Disney Half Marathon will be here before I know. Today we didn't have band practice so I decided to go to the gym for a little bit and do some weights for my arms. I've neglected them for a while and I can tell that they've reverted back to their old form. I didn't do that much but I just wanted to get into the habit of going there and at least doing something. After that I ran 3 or so miles. Still got 10.1 left to go but that's better than 13.1 for sure.

Undefeated

My basketball team today went undefeated in all the games we played. For sure 7 but maybe even 9, I lost track. It was tiring staying on the court for that long but I'm glad we won. I only made one basket the entire day but luckily that one was a game winning shot. I also had some pretty good assists and defense.

I really need to work on my ball handling and shooting, I feel improving those will round out my game so I'm more of a threat. Whatever though I'll take our wins =)

Square One

So I'm back to the same body composition I was before I started dieting and exercising. I'm going to take a wild guess and say because I've stopped dieting and exercising. Life's demands make it very difficult to keep my discipline. Though I may be back at square one, I am not in the least bit discouraged for two reasons.

1.) I wasn't as hardcore as I should have been in the first place.

2.) I know whatever level of effort I did put in had some results so I know hard work pays off.

I'm going to start running again after my friend's wedding this weekend. Monday basketball, running every day other than that day. I'm going to remember that it's a process and that first mile is going to be just as hard as it was when I first started my training some 2-3 years ago. Time to get down to business to defeat this gut.

My Resurrection of God

For a while, I believed in God. Then I didn't. Now I sort of do. I remembered a game I learned at a church retreat. The object of the game is to win as many points as possible. Making a long story short, the message of the game is to not be a hater.

I found it random that such a random game popped into my head. Then I remembered that I did learn a good amount of lessons in church. I thought about why that was. It was because a people had a mindset and taught me that mindset and I agreed with it.

What I mean when I say I sort of believe in God is that I believe in him in sort of a probability way. I believe heaven is a place on Earth. Our goal as human beings is to create heaven where we live. I think we would have to reach a level similar to what Michio Kaku describes as a type 2 or 3 civilization. We'd be able to cure death, capable of galactic travel, able to control weather etc. As an angel, we would able to bestow knowledge and compassion upon lower level civilizations. Teaching them the ways of becoming a type 2 or 3 civilization and then having them help create a bigger heaven. I don't understand all the physics and theories that surround the topic of the creation of the universe but here is my logic.

I'm going to believe in the Bing Bang Theory. It is quite a remarkable that something so vast could all fit into a small point. What's even more remarkable is that a out of that small space of stuff all of this was created. The planets, stars and life all came out of that. This brings the idea of perhaps an intelligent designer created all of this. Then one could argue that one didn't. My argument is that if one didn't then where did all that stuff from the Big Bang come from? We would have to go from literally from nothing to something. Matter created out of thin air. I'm not going to say that it happens a lot but if there was no intelligent designer this is what would have had to happen. Now if the universe can pop out of nothing why couldn't a god? Just because there is no intelligent designer in the beginning doesn't mean there can't be one. Who said God had to be first? Perhaps there was a dimension where it was created out of nowhere, I'm talking about the odds of it happening are just absolutely ridiculous to the point where we can comprehend how often this does not happen. In that dimension, maybe they had a big bang too and maybe their stuff happened to form Gods instead of planets. If our big bang can create a galaxies and planets and water and life, why not a God?

When Nobody is Watching

I know I bring up my goal of attaining "six pack abs" fairly frequently; if not in this blog, then in real life. I know that it doesn't matter if I'm willing to work hard. I have to actually work hard. Willing to do something and doing something are two completely different ideas. Am I willing to win the Lotto, yes. Have I actually won? No. ( In due part of me not playing the Lotto.) You have to be in it to win it.

The hard choices are what define you. Whether it's quitting smoking, learning a new language, working out or even in a relationship. Decisions forged out of your inner soul, when it comes down to it, what do you do?

I am going to have to make some hard choices. To some people they may not be hard, but for me it is. I need to stop spending money on frivolous things and stack cash to buy a house/ put into an IRA. I do not know why I go out clubbing. It's not that fun for me. Perhaps it would be if I was a G, but if I was a G I'd still rather meet a girl that comes into my life via me just doing what I enjoy. There are other ways to meet people.

Don't get me wrong, meeting someone in a club isn't bad or anything. I personally don't enjoy it that much. I have a pretty good time depending on the vibe the people I'm with.

Enough of that, back to the adult stuff. If I can save money toward a down payment on a home and put money in an IRA, it should help me ball way crazier in later on in life. The hard part is sacrificing my youth and somewhat reckless behavior. What If I don't live that long? I hope I do but if I don't? What if theres a catastrophic event in the world and currency is meaningless? What if I just don't want to?

Alas, we do not live in a world of ifs. My current state of mind must be in line with what I know to be true. Paying rent does not add to your assets. Having assets is good. The faster I can stop renting the sooner I can start adding to my own wealth. As it stands, I'm just giving my money away to some company making some other dude rich. I'm already behind where I'd ideally like to be. Working within my means when my means are below the mean feels very constricting.

Time to get tough.

Exact Your Will Upon the World

That is what I must do to realize my goals. I must will it because otherwise my desired outcomes won't come to fruition. I heard from an anime a saying that went along the lines of: It's not what you should do or should not do that counts. It is what you will do that matters.

For the Love of Money

I opened up a savings account not too long ago. This time around, I decided to open it at a different bank. Why? Because now I need a separate debit card to withdraw cash. This card can easily be left at home in order to make the withdrawal of funds much more troublesome. I find that when I have the same access to two pools of money, it's really just one pool of money. Hopefully by creating more of an inconvenience, I will actually treat the two pools separately.

What am I saving for? Well, I could pretend and say my IRA like I should be. Instead, I'm going to enjoy my freedom and buy a lowrider. I've wanted one since I was 14 but never really knew how to go about it. When I started my current job, one of my coworkers had one and was into one. He eventually left the company; before he left, I told him, "I'm gonna save up and hit you up about a car." So I am.

I have to do it now because now is the only time. I said I'd start saving back in December but I didn't. I have to start saving now if I really want to save. It takes some getting used to the lifestyle change. I have to really pick and choose what earns my hard earned work certificates, more so now than ever.

Recognition

This morning, I made my Facebook status :

"Contrary to popular opinion, the hustle is not a new dance step. It is an old business procedure"

I headed into work not knowing what to expect as usual. As of late, I've tried to frame my mind in a way so that I at least start my day off at work great. I'm more relaxed, calm and confident that I am a great worker and have no reason to be fired. Fast forward to the meeting 2:00pm.

I'll have to admit I wasn't sure what this meeting was going to be about and it did have me feeling a bit uneasy. My concerns were not unfounded, I did hear whispers of a meeting and other hush hush talk about what I thought was someone getting in trouble. When I hear talk about accounts moving around and if people are going to stay or not, it raises a red glow in the dark flag in my mind.

I go to the meeting and there's pizza there. Wtf? Turns out, one of our supervisors was talking to his supervisor and the big dog mentioned that dealers have been complimenting us on our customer service. In turn, our supervisors decided to order us pizza in appreciation for our hard work. I'm glad the company at least is now getting wind of what our position entails and that we are indeed pretty damn good at what we do.

Attack the Basket

My goal today was to attack the rim in basketball. So I did that.

Normally I try to score from the perimeter instead of getting into the paint because there's usually some taller guys there that block my shots. Then I realized one thing, that was okay. I do not need to fear them because a blocked shot isn't the end of the world. Instead of settling for the harder shot from outside, I need to get inside and force the defender to make a play. If he is going to block my shot, I can make him pay by dishing it off to a teammate at the last second.

Basically, my mentality was prove me wrong. I'm going to take a better shot and make it until you prove me wrong. Lately, I've been thinking about the future and what it means to pursue a passion. I really do admire when people put it all on the line. Sometimes we think it to be reckless without a "back up" plan, there is a trait to be admired when someone says "Back up plan? What for? This is what I'm going to do an I'm going to succeed and if I don't at least I spent my time going after what I wanted."

I've had this mentality of somehow I had to prove the world wrong. That an average person like myself could attain success at the highest levels. Not only survive through life but flourish. Upon reevaluation, maybe I need to start thinking that the world needs to prove me wrong. I'm going to do what I'm going to do until proven otherwise. This is all blog, I need to put this into action.

Lines Read Lines

When you dig deeper into life, you find the joy in small things. Yesterday was April Fools' Day and I had a great day at work. April Truth. A solid chunk of my time was spent helping the new hire Jennifer. The majority of my day was spent writing up a guide to a program installation.

I was thinking up different titles to name the guide, it took me a good while before I decided on a name. I felt it was important to take the time to pick a good title; after all, it is the most important part of writing. I decided to make the guide some what fun and tried to incorporate some comedy into the guide that way people would actually read it. That little bit of creative freedom was enough to make my day at work quite enjoyable.

Reality is filtered through your perception.

This is a Mistake.

I planned to sleep at 1:30. 2 hours later, here I am awake writing this post. I'm beginning to feel to tired. I was going to keep typing but I realized I should sleep and my mouse cursor is jumping to other lines at times and I don't really want to deal with that right now.

Sleep: It lets you not deal with reality.

If you want to dance...

you gotta pay the fiddler. That goes with a lot of things. You gotta pay the cost to be the boss.

After work, a few coworkers and I kick it. We're trying to get another to hang out with us but he's feeding excuses and making it appear like an appearance will not happen. We entice our coworker with the allure that we're not going to smoke or drink but rather to hang out. Little do we know, our coworker actually shows up.

I'm glad for the presence of our coworker but I really didn't want to work out after drinking and what not. Regardless, I said I would and I originally planned to before the kick it was planned so that's what I did.

Sometimes, you have to do things you don't want to do to get what you want to get. I hate to refer to work but some people shy away for hard work. I have been the victim before and by no means do I mean I'm the best colleague but I'm always straight up with them when it comes to their ass on the line.

Anyhoo, hard work beats talent when talent doesn't work hard.

Good night!

I can't sleep...

I've been weird bouts of waking up in the middle of the night or not being able to fall asleep quickly as of late.

Quoting the late great Theodor Seuss Geisel:

"...you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams."

I must have been having shitty dreams as of late. I'll keep this short because I planned to sleep 51 minutes ago. Time for me to act like a BMW and Z3 (ewww car reference)

Night!

S A

My friend Deanne is looking for scholarships and came across this prompt.

" The Live Deliberately Essay Challenge is available to students at least 13 years of age. Consider Thoreau's belief that living a simpler life will make our life richer in many ways. He even suggests that our complex, complicated lives cause us to feel alone, poor and weak - and that solitude, poverty and weakness would no longer exist in a simplified life. Explore Thoreau's beliefs about simplicity and how they resonate in your own life then write. Then, write a personal reflection. Essays should be no longer than 500 words."

This is what I think:

To answer this question we have to define what a simple and complex life is. I think with any situation comes its own set of problems. More money more problems, no money doesn't equal no problems.

The man who wants a ferrari can want it as bad as a kid who wants a happy meal.
To the man, a happy meal is no big deal because he can easily acquire one, but for the kid it's not as easy.

I don't think that life is complex or simple, it is what it is and our minds are the ones that interpret the information and make it appear to be simple or complex.You can have the same exactly life and just decide to change how you perceive it. Back to the happy meal scenario. The man can get a bunch of happy meals and so the kid would be envious and wants to grow up so he can get what he wants now. The man envies the child because all that it takes to be happy is a simple happy meal which he can have a lot of but the no longer make him happy. This is where the grass is always greener adage comes in.

Verse 1 Get 'em!

I've neglected my rapping for quite some time now. What is even suckier is that I have friends that know some folks and can actually help me get the ball rolling on my "career". I've never taken rapping seriously. I always try to keep it fun and what not but I can't but freestyles like I used to. I really need to get back on it.

As I dig through some folders on my computer, I find a bunch of written raps. A lot of them suck but the important thing is that they exist and that I did something. Right now, I'm not doing much when it comes to rapping. Gotta get back in the lab and just start churning out lines, good or bad.

You are your habits.

Want to be a new person? Get new habits. Simple as that.

Wellllll maybe not so simple. Getting new habits isn't always easy. After all, you do have to contend with your old habits and old habits die hard. I recently have decided to move to a slower carb diet. I haven't completely revamped my diet as I know my adherence rate would be abysmal. Remember, when more is better, any percent of something is better than 100% of nothing.

So I started off with eating breakfast, 3 eggs, yogurt and a protein shake. I planned to do it only for one week, that way I knew it would be an attainable goal. I didn't modify anything else I ate as I wanted to make this change as easy as possible.

Beating an old habit is difficult because it takes active consciousness and action to defeat. I'm going to the snack room at work; I look around and am faced with two options. I could eat whatever junk food is laying around or I could go for a more nutritious item. If my goal is to eat food more beneficial to me getting more physically fit, I know I should eat the nutritious snack. Will I? I'd have to know first off, I have a decision to make. You may think this to be basic but had I not had this new goal, I would have automatically chosen junk food as it would be the only choice in my head. Once I recognize I now have a choice, I have to actually choose what I find to be aligned with my goals.

This section is called "Personality: You Don't Have One"

You do not have a personality.

You do not have a personality.

YOU DO NOT HAVE A PERSONALITY.

Well, at least I think so. You aren't the same person you were yesterday; however on most days, you just live like it. People make choices based on the information they're given. Overtime, a person is accustomed to weighing out information in a way it makes sense to him or her. One may go on living through life thinking a certain way and so people would say based on that person's behavior and decisions made that he or she has a personality type. He or she doesn't have anything, he or she just is. It is we who evaluate the other person and mentally construct a framework to understand them. This provides us with a quicker system to predict their behavior.

Realize then, that person is free to do whatever he or she pleases and if it violates our notion of them that's our fault for assuming. Realize as well, that you are bound to nobody and don't owe anybody anything. Be what you want. Become what you will. The only thing holding you back is yourself.

You win some you lose some...

How many of each depends on you. Sort of.

Bad game of basketball, I really need to work on my fast break finishes and points in the paint in general. I felt this time around though my team was taking a lot of bad shots. A lot of bad shots. A lot of bad shots. I know its all fun and friendly but damnit I like to win. I like to win especially when I know we can win. We weren't out matched or undersized or anything. There were just a lot of "black holes" on the team. Granted, they made some good passes here and there but for the most part a lot of forced shots that I felt should have been kicked back out.

I'm not blaming them, its just an observation I've made. When other folks on my team aren't doing too well I suppose then the only thing I have control over is what I do. In this case, I will need to play even better.

On an unrelated note, (because I talk about basketball and work too much) I had a great time going home this past weekend for my father's birthday. We went to House of Prime rib which was pretty darn delicious. It wasn't a Donovan's but granted it was a little bit more reasonably priced. I began drinking with my father and realized some of his drinking habits were most likely passed down to me. We had some Jack and Cokes, some glasses of wine and a few more Jack and Cokes. The seed doesn't fall far from the tree, especially if the seed falls into a glass of wine.

Afterwards I met up at my homie's house and caught up for a little bit. Proceeded home and knocked out. The next day we had a bigger family lunch at a Chinese restaurant. Food was okay, I just really like their honey walnut prawn dish. I left to meet up with Derek and Mike to watch Battle Los Angeles. Pretty solid movie, very solid friendship. I like how we can come back together and it's just like old times but new. I suppose the title can be applied to this friendship as well, you win some you lose some which ones and how many depend on you.

Content

I wonder if I could become a good content writer at my company. In my head, it seems that content writing is like the words to a commercial. I feel like I could write the words to a decent commercial. The only issue I might see is punctuation. I'm going to go to a website (Toyota in this case) and will select some car. In efforts to be not dealer group biased. I have picked Toyota which all of my current accounts have a dealership of. The info I am pulling from will be coming from here.

Protect the planet with the all new 2011 Toyota Prius Five. At 50 combined mpg, the Prius' fuel efficiency make it the best in class for mid-sized cars. It's 1.8L innovative engine invigorates the environment by helping reduce the emission of greenhouse gases. The Prius Five comes with features such as integrated fog lamps and a uv reduction windshield, as well as optional packages like Safety Connect that include emergency roadside assistance and automatic collision notification . Driving a Prius Five saves the environment from you and you from the environment It's a two way street with savings on both sides.

Projectile

After another Friday at work, it was time for me to go to Big Bear! I head over to my homie's house where I'm on time and therefore an hour early. This reminds me of days ago when I used to be in cotillions and always on time but only to wait for everyone to show up. It finally happened enough times to the point where they'd tell me the real practice time instead of the "account for Filipino time" time. Anyhoo, we're off to the mountains. We get to a the cabin and start unloading our stuff. I put my left over McDonald's in the fridge and proceed to roll up a bleezy for the folks that are down. That get's handled and some time later we go to sleep.

I wake up in the middle of the night thinking I have a bad case of gas. I go to the bathroom and "fold my pocket 2's" as I like to call it, head back to the recliner to sleep only to be kept awake. There was this pain that would just not go away. Skipping all the details, let's just say I did my best Exorcist impression. I clean up and what not and somehow knock out. I wake up in the morning and everyone is going to go boarding but I'm just so out of it. I end up staying back, luckily one of Phil's friends wasn't planning on skiing so I had some company.

All I ended up consuming that day was water, gatorade and later that night clam chowder. I didn't have enough calories in me to go boarding the next day either. On a happier note, since I didn't get to go boarding I decided to build a snowman. My first ever somewhat legit one!

All in all, it was a fun trip just got thrown a curveball. I really wish I got to go boarding but it was great getting to know knew people and just getting a chance to relax.

Let the Flames Begin...

I began typing about how I dislike work but I'm not going to do that. Instead, I'm going to talk about how my team did an awesome job in basketball on Monday. I played a total of 7 games, and we went 6-1. That loss I don't even count because we lost by one and the last shot we all stopped defending because I could have SWORE that he traveled. Whatever, they're friendly games and we needed the rest after winning 5 straight. The team I was on was pretty set on the third game. The first two we had people switch between the games because one guy was old and one guy was really on another team. Now granted, we didn't look like the team that would win but as the saying goes "Champions find ways to win."

So that's what we did. We found ways to win. I'm trying to be a champ at work and so I need to find that way to be a superstar instead of bitching about it. I find a lot of people at work bitch about their position and it makes me wonder all the time. Is the job really that bad or are we just being bitches? I don't have the answer, nor will I probably ever find out as there is no standard measure of how you can tell if a company sucks or not. Well there are but as far as morale I suppose there isn't. Combine that with our high turn over rate, I think we average one person leaving every 3 weeks or so, it doesn't seem like it's a great place to work.

I feel like the tools to succeed and do my job properly are not completely there. Regardless, I'm still there standing and right now that's all I can do.

It starts with 1...

Today is the first day I've decided to work on my diet. I woke up early to cook breakfast, I had 3 eggs, a protein shake and a cup of non-fat, non-flavored yogurt... deliciou. Not! For lunch I had ham and cheese and wrapped it with lettuce. Let's hope this shit works.

Beastin' it.

The story starts on Thursday night. I'm supposed to meet up at Bluefin Fusion for some drinks before we head out to PB. I tell everyone 9pm but find myself running a little late. I get there at 9:20 and nobody is there, I hang out in front for a while to wait and see if anyone is showing up. Nobody does. As I'm about to walk in to see if we can still get a table if they show up at 9:40, the chef is walking out and says they're closed due to lack of business... well then don't say you close at 10. I figure I should go home and just meet up with everyone there. I'm about to make a left turn and see my coworker heading to Bluefin, I drive back to go get her and tell her to meet up at my house.

We have a few drinks while we wait and then my other friends show up and we head to PB. Bar and Grill of course, and of course I run into a plethora of people I didn't know were going to be there. I'm having an okay time then it's time for us to go. We leave, my friend gets pulled over for suspected driving under the influence. He gets taken downtown, we're stuck by a freeway exit. We contact Myles my band member and luckily he is a great friend and sleeps late. He swoops us up and takes us home. I end up falling asleep around 3:30am. I wake up at 7am because I have to go snowboarding.

Needless to say, I am tired and hung over. I get to work where we planned to meet up. I'm the first one in the building. My other coworkers show up a few minutes later and I have myself a cup of noodles. On the way there I have a two tacos from jack in the box. We get to mount high and we start boarding. It's a pretty fun spot and the snow isn't that bad. Not too crowded either but granted we were going on a Friday. I take a few jumps and bomb a few runs and it's pretty fun. For lunch I have two rum and cokes, that's about it. We board a few more times then leave. The conversations in the car were quite interesting but probably only to those that work at Autofusion.

We get stuck in traffic for hella days and I make it home at around 7:30. Jhoel hits me up and asks what's going down tonight. As tired as I am, I couldn't take a nap for the life of me. We end up going to bluefin since I didn't get my oyster fix. We get some beer towers and the waiter is one of my former classmates, small world. They run out of oysters, sucks. We dip out and then head over to Min Sok Chon. I run into my friend Rachel and one of the guys I played basketball with. We have some drinks and some chicken then we dip back home.

Saturday I wanted to shoot around but it was raining. Who cares? I don't. I shoot around in the rain and it feels good, because it feels like hard work that not too many people do. Afterwards, I meet up with Myles and Mike and we hit up guitar center and we're jammming in the acoustic room playing thousand dollar guitars and what not. We mess with a whole bunch of shit before we go get a grab to eat. We eat at Dalton's if you want to know how it was, read my yelp review.

I get home, meet up with Eric and we watch the UFC fight at Pat's house. Pretty good card in terms of how things finished. After that, we watch a few episodes of Jersey Shore which I am now a fan of lol. Following those festivities, Eric and I shoot on over to Dan and Jhoel's house to continue drinking. We do then we go home. I love packing my weekends.

Or so I thought...

I know I say this a lot but "The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago, the second best time is now."

Okay I'm going to attempt to blog again. Where should I start? Ahh yes, the beginning. I have been running in the months of December and January in order to train for my Huntington Beach Half Marathon. I'm glad to say that I almost set a personal record and have completed the California Dreaming Series and got myself a spiffy jacket and bonus medal. I'm contemplating doing the Rock and Roll series next year. Diwata had shown me pictures of people with hella medals from running that series and I would like to be one of them. They're pretty pricey so I doubt I'd be able to do it unless I find another job.

Speaking of jobs. I think I hate mine. I enjoy the people there, I feel like I don't do much, but it seems very stressful for some reason. I think sometimes I'm just complaining like a little bitch. Everyone else complains too though so maybe I'm not so far off. Then again, I'm not everybody else. I hope that it's not like this at other places for my sake and for the sake of other people.

I went to the gym today. I need to do more of that. I've been playing more and more basketball. My skills have definitely improved; I suppose this is due to playing with different people, mainly people better than me. Practice practice practice...

Speaking of practice I feel like my band doesn't practice enough. We've been losing a lot of momentum as of late and it makes me start wondering. I feel like we're not all on the same page. On a brighter note, we will be heading into the studio in a few weeks. It would be great if that is the catalyst we need to get back on top of our game.

Well that's that. For now. Until next time, bye.

Phoenix Down

Resurrecting this bad boy. I went to tumblr for a long time.*Cough* Shameless plug: Make Larsen Famous *Cough* but that ended up being a reblogfest. I figure I should post all my original content here as I have for years before in previous blogs. And so it begins....