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So, I’ve been watching The Apprentice pretty religiously since it started, but I’m not going to make it home for it. I wish this was caused by an evening with an attractive female, or studying, or even working out.

No, it’s just work. I’m trying to get these new computers ready for the people. I was this close to going home, but then “Song For Shelter” by Fatboy Slim happened on Napster, and I’m groovin’ again.

Why couldn’t it have been a crappier song? Oh, well. I’m thinking about not watching TV for a while. This would be different but good in a way like good for my future. Blah.

I made it until about 3PM Sunday on the No Smoking. Try again tomorrow. It’s too f’ing cold to be out smoking.

Reminders of Life Lessons I’ve learned, and somehow unlearned:

A. Donald Trump and the people on the Apprentice don’t give a Rat’s Ass if I watch the Apprentice.
B. I get no gain long term from watching television.
C. I’m going to boot camp, and to fight off embarrassment, I better fucking pass these exams.
D. While things are good, they can Always Be Better.
E. Like Monster.Com says, “Never Settle.”

I always bask in the lack of responsibilities in my life.. It’s really f-ing time I do something productive while I have this freedom. I see the change that marriage and family places on people.
I believe that I won’t even begin considering making those decisions until my ducks are all in a row, financially, spiritually, etc.

I really don’t want to be one of those thirty-something single guys. That being said, I’ve got to do the right things to avoid that. I wish I was ignorant. I wish I didn’t know what works for me, and what doesn’t. Because then I could go back to that exploratory what do I want to make of my life phase.

I’m starting to think we all deep down inside know what that is. I also think most of us don’t give ourselves the talking time to consider these things.

That’s the real reason I created this blog - to create a forum where this convoluted, revelationary tone could be shared. Maybe your sitting there unsure of where you’re going in life.

Listen to yourself. Have quiet conversations with yourself in the car on your way to work, or the unemployment office. Or maybe early in the morning before you and the sun are awake.
Don’t cram it all into the “Why’s my life so f-ed up?” despair sessions late at night when you can’t figure out how to get to sleep, let alone get through the night.

37 strands of DNA seperate you from me.

Find your path.

-Jimmy

Dude, You’re getting cerified!

That’s right friends, Jimmy has officially been unable to deal with being debt free. He’s dropping eight g’s on a boot camp. I’m scheduled to go a month from today.
I’m nervous, but everyone at the boot camp says I’ll do fine. I’ve been assured I’ll be taught all I need to know at the camp.

Celebrating MLK Day
It’s Martin Luther King Jr.’s birthday officially today. Everyone will celebrate on Monday. Since we have the day off, and a three day weekend, I’m quitting smoking (again). Wish me luck (again). Blah.

Google’s OK
Our friends at google have come back into favor with their little graphic of Spirit, the Mars rover, on their home page. How do they do that? They’re right on the pulse of geeks like me.

Snow, Snow, and more Snow
Okay, I know it’s January, but we either need to get enough snow to close the city down, or just a dusting enough to make things look wintery. This in between, snarling traffic version has Got To Go.

Working out
I’m back on the work out train, and happy. I realized how much playing basketball is so Not Like riding a bicycle. I tell myself it’s because I work out and Then play, rather than the other way around.. This is why I suck and just throw up air balls. What’s weird is sometimes all of the old synapses click and it’s like it’s 1994 and I’m on the 3-point line to win the game and throw up a swish. That’s what pisses me off.

Work
Work is good. Home is better. I cannot explain this. I really enjoy being at home. This morning I was sitting out on my balcony, sipping my coffee, watching the big flakes meander down to the ground, and just generally enjoying the moment.

That’s about all that’s going on.

If you don’t hear from me, have a great weekend.
Jimmy

Okay, okay. For those of you who’ve been waiting, none of these are a surprise. They’re the same revolving things that I always try to do every year, month, and week.

Is everyone like this? Do we all have these same revolving thoughts that choose the most inopportune times to rear their ugly heads? - When trying to fall asleep, driving to work, or in the middle of the best coffee buzz you’ve had all week.

Those Monday morning buzzes are best because an entire weekend of recuperation gives flight to the Monday morning. . . well flight, I guess.
:/

The worst ones are when you’re trying to fall asleep. It seems, in my case, it’s always after I start getting mad at myself for not falling asleep yet. It’s like my brain goes, “Hmm.. let’s change the topic… what else are you mad about? I’ve got a great idea! Let’s rehash you’re shortcomings! Yeay!”

Speaking of which, I’m watching the Average Joe Hawaii premiere last night and see quirks that I too have. Very unnerving. Which leads to Resolution Numbero Uno: Stop watching Geek Tragedies on television. :/

Ever notice that people never follow up numero uno with numero dos? Is dos so bad that it must be shunned? Example:

“Peter, I need you to work on the Bailey Project - it’s Numero Uno right now.”

You never hear: “Hey have you seen those OperaBabes? Talk about a Dos I’d like to. . . (insert immature male reference to food or sex.)

Why Is it only food and sex? Why not something like.. oh, I dunno… automotive repair references? I offer as examples:

-I’d filter THAT oil.
-If I had a Catalytic Converter like that to come home to every night..
-Checkout the tail lights!
-That MUST be leather interior.. Dude. Gross.
-I guess the objects in the rear view mirror are…
-Nice windshield wipers.
-Check out those turning signals!

Resolution Numero Dos: Ejimacashin tuh lern something.

Resolution C: Watch morer Jeopardy (see the won above)

Resolucion IV: Finish the book so that I can go on with my life without THAT black cloud over my head.

Uh.. 5: Not be bothered by the little insignificances of life, or basically the stuff that currently eats at me.

4 apples + 2 apples: Fix the rear view mirror on Gabby, my car.

PQRS: Quiet and more introspective cuz Chicks Dig It.

Sideways Infinity: Quit smolking. (not a typo.. how I think it should be spelled.

Forty-blankers: Less coffee.

That’s it..