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Friday, May 15, 2009
Gym is Good
I love days I go to the gym. My whole day feels better. I feel more productive. I eat healthier foods. I feel alive and full of energy.
I don't know why I don't do it more often.
On that note, I am training myself to have a more productive sleep schedule.
Steve Pavlina always seems to accidentally have my answer for everything. When I went raw vegan he had some great advice I stumbled across via Google. Now, I found this article:
http://www.stevepavlina.com/blog/2006/04/how-to-get-up-right-away-when-your-alarm-goes-off
Where he talks about the instinct to snooze and go back to sleep as a conditioned response. So, that means we can re-condition ourselves right? I'm hoping so.
He suggests you actually practice waking up. Get undressed, brush your teeth, have your glass of water, and get comfy for about 10 minutes before your alarm clock goes off. Then do exactly what you
want your subconscious mind to do when you wake up. Stretch <> Deep Breath <> Stand Up <> Get Dressed <> Walk To Bathroom <> Etc.
And do it again, and again. Maybe three nights week.
It will be curious to see if it actually works. I didn't practice last night, and it didn't work this morning. Tonight, I practice waking up! ¶ 2:54 PM 1 Comments
I don't know why I don't do it more often.
On that note, I am training myself to have a more productive sleep schedule.
Steve Pavlina always seems to accidentally have my answer for everything. When I went raw vegan he had some great advice I stumbled across via Google. Now, I found this article:
http://www.stevepavlina.com/blog/2006/04/how-to-get-up-right-away-when-your-alarm-goes-off
Where he talks about the instinct to snooze and go back to sleep as a conditioned response. So, that means we can re-condition ourselves right? I'm hoping so.
He suggests you actually practice waking up. Get undressed, brush your teeth, have your glass of water, and get comfy for about 10 minutes before your alarm clock goes off. Then do exactly what you
want your subconscious mind to do when you wake up. Stretch <> Deep Breath <> Stand Up <> Get Dressed <> Walk To Bathroom <> Etc.
And do it again, and again. Maybe three nights week.
It will be curious to see if it actually works. I didn't practice last night, and it didn't work this morning. Tonight, I practice waking up! ¶ 2:54 PM 1 Comments
Thursday, May 14, 2009
J and J - Jeff and Jamba, Haha.
Interesting subject title. Not so interesting backstory. I get it, that's all that matters. Haha. Subtle reminders to future Jeff of strange events...
Anyway, I wish I had something interesting to say. I never post. Everytime I post it's to say something along the lines of, "I'm gonna post damnit!"
But I don't.
The big question remains: I haven't really reached a decision yet. At least I have put my choices into a perspective that put me in control of my life, give me options, rather than being subjected to the whims of fate.
Sorry, I am being purposefully vague.
But, regarding The Question. I think I'd like to finish my education. I think that would be a really good use of my time. Must convince Those Who Are In The Know to live in the city so I can attend a decent school.
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FLASH! EXTREME SUBJECT CHANGE!
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Anyone play World of Goo? It's a physics game. It's like Lemmings, but with darker subject matter and adventure into the unknown. Reminds me of Lemmings meets Oddworld: Abes Oddysee.
It's messing with my head. As I could almost swear my words have a slight bounce to them. A tremor. I'm convinced i have to put more letters underneath the words to prop them up.
Another game I've been playing is Crayon Physics, which has also sufficiently consumed my thought cycles. I keep imagining ways I can draw around peoples heads and nearby objects in order to get other objects from point A to point B.
I'm sick, I'm sick I tells ya.
Anyway, two great games from two different indie developers. Give them your $20, you won't be disappointed! ¶ 4:32 PM 0 Comments
Anyway, I wish I had something interesting to say. I never post. Everytime I post it's to say something along the lines of, "I'm gonna post damnit!"
But I don't.
The big question remains: I haven't really reached a decision yet. At least I have put my choices into a perspective that put me in control of my life, give me options, rather than being subjected to the whims of fate.
Sorry, I am being purposefully vague.
But, regarding The Question. I think I'd like to finish my education. I think that would be a really good use of my time. Must convince Those Who Are In The Know to live in the city so I can attend a decent school.
--
FLASH! EXTREME SUBJECT CHANGE!
--
Anyone play World of Goo? It's a physics game. It's like Lemmings, but with darker subject matter and adventure into the unknown. Reminds me of Lemmings meets Oddworld: Abes Oddysee.
It's messing with my head. As I could almost swear my words have a slight bounce to them. A tremor. I'm convinced i have to put more letters underneath the words to prop them up.
Another game I've been playing is Crayon Physics, which has also sufficiently consumed my thought cycles. I keep imagining ways I can draw around peoples heads and nearby objects in order to get other objects from point A to point B.
I'm sick, I'm sick I tells ya.
Anyway, two great games from two different indie developers. Give them your $20, you won't be disappointed! ¶ 4:32 PM 0 Comments
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
I wear eye wear.
Well, I didn't before but now I do. Well, in 7 days I do.
I've been experiencing odd pressure buildups in my left eye over the past few weeks so I scheduled an appointment with the optometrist. It was my first legit* eye exam in the entire span of my life so I was a bit excited.
Turns out it's probably stress related, or allergy related, or caffeine related, or related to a general lack of relative sleep. No glaucoma and it's not a tumor! I have really healthy eyes, but they're a bit strained at a distance. After running a suite of fancy pants tests on me they've determined I should be wearing glasses when I drive at the very least, or anytime I wanna read that sign down the block.
I'm both scared and excited about my first pair of glasses. Scared to know I don't have the perfect vision I once had. I prided myself on my vision as a child and wanted to grow up to be a pilot because of it. Also scared I'm going to look completely ridiculous. Excited, however, to be able to see with more clarity.
Probably the most interesting thing about the eye exam was when they forced my eyes to dilate. After about 30 minutes I was in full blown simulated farsightedness. I couldn't read anything that was closer than 5 feet or so away. It was pretty cool! I got to experience partial blindness for 5 hours before it wore off. I'm not sure why I enjoyed it so much but I did.
Tonight was the night we celebrated the end of the Google Chicago datacenter. Sad times, but cheesecake and baked ziti made me happy.
Today was also the day I finally found pants my size at the mall. I bought 7 new pairs.
Finally, progress in Fable II is coming along quite nicely. I like taking my time with the Fable games. I'm probably 6 hours in and have only spent about a quarter of that time actually doing anything I was supposed to be doing to progress the story along. But I am a 5-star blacksmith and a loving father.
*legit meaning anything that wasn't done at a DMV on broken machinery ¶ 2:17 AM 0 Comments
I've been experiencing odd pressure buildups in my left eye over the past few weeks so I scheduled an appointment with the optometrist. It was my first legit* eye exam in the entire span of my life so I was a bit excited.
Turns out it's probably stress related, or allergy related, or caffeine related, or related to a general lack of relative sleep. No glaucoma and it's not a tumor! I have really healthy eyes, but they're a bit strained at a distance. After running a suite of fancy pants tests on me they've determined I should be wearing glasses when I drive at the very least, or anytime I wanna read that sign down the block.
I'm both scared and excited about my first pair of glasses. Scared to know I don't have the perfect vision I once had. I prided myself on my vision as a child and wanted to grow up to be a pilot because of it. Also scared I'm going to look completely ridiculous. Excited, however, to be able to see with more clarity.
Probably the most interesting thing about the eye exam was when they forced my eyes to dilate. After about 30 minutes I was in full blown simulated farsightedness. I couldn't read anything that was closer than 5 feet or so away. It was pretty cool! I got to experience partial blindness for 5 hours before it wore off. I'm not sure why I enjoyed it so much but I did.
Tonight was the night we celebrated the end of the Google Chicago datacenter. Sad times, but cheesecake and baked ziti made me happy.
Today was also the day I finally found pants my size at the mall. I bought 7 new pairs.
Finally, progress in Fable II is coming along quite nicely. I like taking my time with the Fable games. I'm probably 6 hours in and have only spent about a quarter of that time actually doing anything I was supposed to be doing to progress the story along. But I am a 5-star blacksmith and a loving father.
*legit meaning anything that wasn't done at a DMV on broken machinery ¶ 2:17 AM 0 Comments
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
I don't post enough
This much is true.
It's cause I try to post for you and not for me.
I'm going to change that. I will post what's on my mind.
Today is a strange day because last night I took a standard dosage of Zyrtec and it messed me up. Allergy medicine does something strange to me. I've been drowsy all day and feeling awfully weird inside. It's a hard feeling to describe but it's something like eating bad fish.
Last night I had a dream that I just said, "Aw fuck it." and had me a spicy chicken sandwich. It was so good, but so guilty. Rob cheered me on though. I knew I'd be sick but I didn't have to face those repercussions due to the fact that it was indeed a dream. I love dreaming.
I'm living in a new house. In fact, it's the first time I've ever lived in a house. I lived with Mike in a house but it didn't feel like it was mine. I only rented a room then. Now the house is mine. And my sisters. My sister headed back down here from Minnesota to be near family and so we're living together. It's hard to get used to living with somebody again. There's a certain peace I used to get from coming home to the same house I left. It's hard to explain, but I'm sure this will be a good experience for me. I seem to have forgotten how to be with people.
Four years ago I never stressed out about money. I went to school, crashed on my grandmothers couch, and ate a vegan cookie, a vitamin water, and a vegetarian beef jerky for lunch every day. I never had money to worry about, I took the CTA, and I think I was a happier person for it. Now I make a generous wage for someone of my age, limited work history, and lack of a degree. I live in a house with one roommate. The economy is in a funk. I am stressed out.
Obviously it's going to take time for my sister to get back up on her feet. She moved here with a car of possessions and a cat. I'm very happy I can help out my little sister in the meantime. And she has had luck finding a job. But until she has a steady income ~80% of my salary goes towards rent. Doesn't leave me a whole lot of room to pay credit cards, buy furniture, or save.
And this scares me.
Money has certainly changed the person I am. I long for the simpler days of not having money, and being oblivious to it. The more money I get the more money I need and it bothers me. I surround myself with stuff instead of something more meaningful. I feel trapped and in a way I am. How can I get rid of all this stuff? I need it. I am become stuff. Also there's that lease. Maybe I could bring myself to sell it, save up some money, and in a years time leave my job and travel the world. I certainly haven't done enough living in my 25 years, that's for sure.
By the time I was 25 I was supposed to have done one or all of the following:
- Lived in Japan
- Lived in Ireland
- Invented a flying machine
- Become one of the three ninjas
- Gone to space
- Met a dinosaur
- Become a fighter pilot
- Finish college
Of all my childhood aspirations the only one I've really accomplished was driving a car. And according to my 3rd grade time capsule project my grandmother saved, I wanted to do that by the time I was 16, took me 21 years instead and I only ended up doing it out of necessity. That time capsule project was actually a little scary. Under "What scares you the most?" I wrote "National Debt". Where was I getting this stuff?
Point is, I'm a completely different person from the one I was when I was 4, or 10, or 12, or 18, or two minutes ago. I never felt like I really found any sort of identity. My memories and recollections of events are something like remembering the synopsis of a movie. I feel disassociated from myself. Maybe I'm a clone.
Really, it's a little scary. It's also one of the things I like most about keeping a blog. Sometimes I read back through my LiveJournal postings which date back to 2002. Each entry becomes a gateway to a flood of memories. I remember the days, the emotions, and the thoughts of my past. Without a written record I end up forgetting myself. I don't know if I have a particularly bad memory or if I'm just more honest about how little I know myself than most people are.
Anyway, this is the part where I apologize to the reader about my terrible prose, sentence structure, and random thought writing. But the hell with it. This thing is for me. ¶ 12:40 AM 1 Comments
It's cause I try to post for you and not for me.
I'm going to change that. I will post what's on my mind.
Today is a strange day because last night I took a standard dosage of Zyrtec and it messed me up. Allergy medicine does something strange to me. I've been drowsy all day and feeling awfully weird inside. It's a hard feeling to describe but it's something like eating bad fish.
Last night I had a dream that I just said, "Aw fuck it." and had me a spicy chicken sandwich. It was so good, but so guilty. Rob cheered me on though. I knew I'd be sick but I didn't have to face those repercussions due to the fact that it was indeed a dream. I love dreaming.
I'm living in a new house. In fact, it's the first time I've ever lived in a house. I lived with Mike in a house but it didn't feel like it was mine. I only rented a room then. Now the house is mine. And my sisters. My sister headed back down here from Minnesota to be near family and so we're living together. It's hard to get used to living with somebody again. There's a certain peace I used to get from coming home to the same house I left. It's hard to explain, but I'm sure this will be a good experience for me. I seem to have forgotten how to be with people.
Four years ago I never stressed out about money. I went to school, crashed on my grandmothers couch, and ate a vegan cookie, a vitamin water, and a vegetarian beef jerky for lunch every day. I never had money to worry about, I took the CTA, and I think I was a happier person for it. Now I make a generous wage for someone of my age, limited work history, and lack of a degree. I live in a house with one roommate. The economy is in a funk. I am stressed out.
Obviously it's going to take time for my sister to get back up on her feet. She moved here with a car of possessions and a cat. I'm very happy I can help out my little sister in the meantime. And she has had luck finding a job. But until she has a steady income ~80% of my salary goes towards rent. Doesn't leave me a whole lot of room to pay credit cards, buy furniture, or save.
And this scares me.
Money has certainly changed the person I am. I long for the simpler days of not having money, and being oblivious to it. The more money I get the more money I need and it bothers me. I surround myself with stuff instead of something more meaningful. I feel trapped and in a way I am. How can I get rid of all this stuff? I need it. I am become stuff. Also there's that lease. Maybe I could bring myself to sell it, save up some money, and in a years time leave my job and travel the world. I certainly haven't done enough living in my 25 years, that's for sure.
By the time I was 25 I was supposed to have done one or all of the following:
- Lived in Japan
- Lived in Ireland
- Invented a flying machine
- Become one of the three ninjas
- Gone to space
- Met a dinosaur
- Become a fighter pilot
- Finish college
Of all my childhood aspirations the only one I've really accomplished was driving a car. And according to my 3rd grade time capsule project my grandmother saved, I wanted to do that by the time I was 16, took me 21 years instead and I only ended up doing it out of necessity. That time capsule project was actually a little scary. Under "What scares you the most?" I wrote "National Debt". Where was I getting this stuff?
Point is, I'm a completely different person from the one I was when I was 4, or 10, or 12, or 18, or two minutes ago. I never felt like I really found any sort of identity. My memories and recollections of events are something like remembering the synopsis of a movie. I feel disassociated from myself. Maybe I'm a clone.
Really, it's a little scary. It's also one of the things I like most about keeping a blog. Sometimes I read back through my LiveJournal postings which date back to 2002. Each entry becomes a gateway to a flood of memories. I remember the days, the emotions, and the thoughts of my past. Without a written record I end up forgetting myself. I don't know if I have a particularly bad memory or if I'm just more honest about how little I know myself than most people are.
Anyway, this is the part where I apologize to the reader about my terrible prose, sentence structure, and random thought writing. But the hell with it. This thing is for me. ¶ 12:40 AM 1 Comments
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Three things
Joe left three things at my house when he left:
- a third of a handle of Captain Morgan Spiced Rum
- family sized bottle of Pepto Bismol
- 1993 Microsoft Word manual ¶ 4:43 PM 1 Comments
- a third of a handle of Captain Morgan Spiced Rum
- family sized bottle of Pepto Bismol
- 1993 Microsoft Word manual ¶ 4:43 PM 1 Comments
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Collectible Card Games are Evil
But I have an itch to play one...
Anybody want to play Legend of the Five Rings with me?
¶ 9:58 PM 2 Comments
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
New XBLA Content: Wits and Wagers
Bringing my current list of games up to:
Aegis Wing
Bomberman Live
Doom
N+
Undertow
Carcassonne
Catan
Lost Cities
Pac-Man Championship Edition
Texas Hold'em
Contra
Metal Slug 3
New Rally-X
Robotron:2084
Root Beer Tapper
Smash TV
Street Fighter II: Hyper Fighting
Teenatge Mutant Ninja Turtles
Tron
Castlevania: Symphony of the Night
Wits and Wagers
Hexic HD
Ikaruga
Rez HD
Worms
Ultimate Mortal Kombat 3
Buy the same games as me so we can play together! Yay community! ¶ 10:43 PM 1 Comments
Aegis Wing
Bomberman Live
Doom
N+
Undertow
Carcassonne
Catan
Lost Cities
Pac-Man Championship Edition
Texas Hold'em
Contra
Metal Slug 3
New Rally-X
Robotron:2084
Root Beer Tapper
Smash TV
Street Fighter II: Hyper Fighting
Teenatge Mutant Ninja Turtles
Tron
Castlevania: Symphony of the Night
Wits and Wagers
Hexic HD
Ikaruga
Rez HD
Worms
Ultimate Mortal Kombat 3
Buy the same games as me so we can play together! Yay community! ¶ 10:43 PM 1 Comments
