Posts Tagged ‘Geek’

Hello non-existent readers!

I bet you’re wondering just about anything other than “hmm… where has geek gone with his eternal wit, charm and humor?”  But I’ll enlighten you anyway.  School.  School is where I’ve been.  6 hours of work then 6 hours of classes.  Exercise my body in the morning, do homework from 10 to 12.  Viva la vida.

Pretty cramped schedule, and you must assume that I hate it.  If you decided to assume anything.  The thing is, I don’t.  I just about went crazier than a shithouse rat yesterday, playing world of warcraft and having nothing to do.  I was excited to actually come into work today, even if my enthusiasm for class tonight (health) may be lacking.

Over the past two weeks I’ve been limiting my smoking for that class.  Made a cute lil contract and everything.  3 a day the first week, then 2 a day last week, now 1 a day.  And I could go crazy with a hatchet as tense as I feel.  I’m drinking my recovery drink out of a measuring cup.  A large one.  Picture below.

I haven’t written a damn thing, and with the onset of valentine’s day, I’m so lonely and pissy I could scream.  Class takes up a lot of the spare time, but I should really focus.  Except I can’t focus, thanks to nicotene withdrawl.  The Cat, and my new friend both don’t talk to me no more.  Maybe casual interaction, but as ever they have better things to do.  Makes you want to scream more.  And I think I pissed off hippy too.  It’s maybe not the best thing in the world, but I am so beat at the end of the day I don’t exactly feel like shooting pool until 1am every weekend.  The bills are getting paid, but dammit, I’m tired of doing this all alone.

 

End ramble.

Here’s a picture.

I have a friend who turned 22 today.  We used to be more than friends, but I effectively blew that out of the water a little over nine months ago.  She’s out with her friends tonight, and having fun celebrating.  I’m happy for her, but I miss her something terrible, to tell you the truth.  Wish I could be there with her today, but I’m not.

Instead, I’m adjusting to my increased 20lb weights and my obliques are getting more defined.  I eat protein bars for dinner and three eggs minimum for breakfast.  I’m nailing down each of my classes effectively, even when I have to admit I don’t know everything the Criminal Investigation guy is talking about.  I’m adjusting my sleep pattern so that I can function effectively, and I spend most of my free time that’s not devoted to homework, (very little of it isn’t) I’m watching films while managing finances while brushing my teeth because I work out six days a week and seem to be more motivated than humanly possible.  My writing has fallen to the side, but it’ll pick back up.

But it doesn’t mean a thing when I’m this damn lonely.

Maybe I’ll write a letter.

Finished week seven of Power 90.  Feeling good, but I’d like to eradicate all body fat, or at least the majority.  My face and legs need to lose it before my abs and arms will however.

I’m watching Apollo 18, a horror flick I missed in theaters due to time constraints and generally “meh” reviews.  Last night I was actually able to stay up until 3am playing Resident Evil 5 and chatting with people.  I’m ashamed to say that my fitness goal is to look like my fictional hero, Chris Redfield.  He’s the go to guy for the fictional BSAA, and he’s built… as Ben “Yahtzee” Croshaw put it… like a refrigerator with a chia pet on top of it. Picture below, more work to follow hopefully writing to follow.

A shadow over Geeks-mouth.

Posted: January 27, 2012 in Education, On Geek
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Okay, lame title.  But I’m alive!  And listening to my favorite story in the entire Lovecraft Mythos, The Shadow over Innsmouth.  It’s a fascinating story about a city by the sea swarmed with people who are half man, half something else.  Definitely look it up if you get the chance.

So my story is at a standstill right now due to the classload I’ve taken on.  Yes, it’s a lot for me it at least (18 credit hours) but my work and exercise regiments haven’t suffered, despite my lack of sleep.  Fridays I have off, and that’s good.  Takes a little stress off.  I’ll flip on my story and do the week’s homework I suppose.

Anthropology is fascinating, a field I’d really like to delve deeper in to.  Family Court on the other hand, is taught by a gentleman who thinks that we’re all in 6th grade. I got the “We’re adults now”  Speech and given a contract to sign and he hands us note pages with blanks to fill out.  I should probably say something about that.  Western Civilization is a little annoying, because it’s so dry, but the livescribe pen picks it up alright.  Public Speaking is awkward, but I suppose the skill will be useful.  Philosophy of Criminal investigation… well I hope it picks up.

My posts might be a little delayed, but no one really reads this anyway!

Resolution?

Posted: January 21, 2012 in On Geek
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Okay, so leaving town before I get my degree would be foolish.  So I’ve decided I’ll leave NYS after Christmas of 2012.  I’ll be fit, educated and published and I can start a life wherever I want.  So far I’ve found interesting locations in Louisiana, California, Colorado, and North Carolina.  Save for Colorado, the common theme is south and on the coast.

I want to be able to appreciate the vastness of the ocean and the warm climate.  It should be fun.  Around here, I feel replaceable.  As if everyone will tell me what my next move is, and then get mad if I try to change that path without consulting them first.  It’s stupid!  If I have no legacy, I will be able to make my own. At least wherever it is I run off to.

Workout missed yesterday, got an N64 and Rogue Squadron.  Freakin’ Tie Fighters didn’t know what hit them.  Classic gaming, but it just means I’ll have to pick up another day tomorrow, then it’s class time on Monday.  Can I get another 4.0?  =]

Narcissism?

Posted: January 11, 2012 in On Geek, Reader Opinion
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Alright, like I said and continually update my readers about, I’m in my fifth week of Power 90 and jumped to level 3-4.  My body is making definitive differences.  At least that I can see.  I feel good after my workouts.  I feel like Batman, or at least some kind of guy who could actually take a hit.

But where do I draw the line?  It’s that same “Pride is a sin” thing that constantly hits home.  I look good.  Even my chipmunk face is thinning out.  The veins in my arms bulge and my shoulders actually exist.  I should be proud of slimming down even further and putting on a modicum of actual muscles.  I don’t wave it in people’s faces, and I talk about it on the blog to track my progress and because (let’s face it) it’s a selfish fucking blog.  It’s about me for the most part because I need to write myself out to get what the hell is going on.

But is a personal sense of pride narcissistic?

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This post will consist of mostly gibberish, as I just got back into the swing of my workout and fucking a is Sculpt 3-4 more intesnse!  But it’s the good kind of kick in the ass!  I’m acting like a freaking crack head and I’ll crash hard but that don’t matter!  I got 3,000 more words to write on my manuscript!

I always felt like Larry Underwood.   “You ain’t no nice guy, Larry!”  rings through his head the whole fucking duration of The Stand.  And he tries.  He fucking tries and it doesn’t seem to help him.  But he gets it in the end.

I’m nearing the end of being Larry Underwood.  I’m a good guy.  I’m the fucking hired gun on the side of the angels.  Hubris?  Maybe.  But I’m quiet, no matter how good I feel.  One day I’ll marry a woman who lets me know I’m a good guy even when I feel like the devil himself.

I just jumped from The Stones to Lily Fucking Allen.  What the fuck?!