This may be one of the most loaded expressions in the English language. Not only does somebody want something from you, they make you feel like you aren’t wanting something bad enough. Loaded language indeed. From relationships, jobs, romances, parents it can make you feel like crap. That is all.
I want to do this with my studio…
Today marks the antipode of betrayal known as the Ides of March. So today’s goal for the day, practice loyalty and honesty
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Bored
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I was reading a blog about improving your blogging.
Well, for me I guess I have to start it again. Here’s why I didn’t blog:
1. I was getting bored with it.
2. Facebook/Twitter provided much more instant gratification for much less work.
3. I got busy at work.
4. I moved.
5. I wasn’t really finding much I had to blog about that interesting.
I’m realizing that I’ve been uninterested in some other issues too. I won’t mention them specifically. Read between the lines on this one. I keep on having a grandiose plan of doing something creative every day.
I can send some evidence of this finally. Look at the next entry for more.
After several coats of paint to get my old bedroom back to the original color, a touchy mover, and a flim flam fridge buyer I have officially left the Sunset Strip as of 5:30 pm today.
I now have my own place. After three years of comic book nuts, political and soft news nuts, and would be scientologists I have peace and quiet.
I lived by myself in Austin, Germany and Japan.
I am supposed to take Thursday off. I may celebrate by watching Amelie naked. Oh yeah. I gotta get a tv…
My P90X momentum stopped after about Week 5. After a recent trip to Palm Springs, I faced an embarrassing reality: I was looking pink and pudgy.
I consulted a personal trainer friend, an ex boyfriend, and finally a long-time amigo. All had the same conclusion: Spitting Tacks, the secret is that you must get your big-ass belly in motion. Sure, one recommended two weight/two cardio sessions/week, another said Bikhram yoga and Red Tea from Republic of Tea. The ex had the simplest explanation: “you know what to do”.
I do. I went hiking Wednesday and went to the gym at lunch today. Let’s hope the momentum keeps going on, because my current bulk will slow me down if I stop. Plus, I just bought new jeans last month. Oh yeah, eat less crap too…
It’s hot at the poquito mas on cahuenga.
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Why did I resist so long? Well, the “Check Engine” light went on almost three years ago a few miles west of El Paso (seriously). My Honda must have wanted to stay in Texas. A misguided mechanic on the Westside of LA – near Brentwood – informed me that my catalytic converter was caput and not the EGR sensor that Autozone’s free Check Engine light computer told me it was. Turns out both of the sources were wrong. My car’s emission problem wasn’t a $1000 catalytic converter (now only $600 aftermarket) or a faulty EGR sensor. Apparently, carbon buildup near the EGR sensor valve was the problem. Also, this was the only area of my Smog Check that actually failed my car. Everything else was fine.
Lesson learned: take your car in earlier. It might not be as bad as you think. Though I’ve been registered in Texas all this time, I am breathing much easier right now. Also, my father will no longer get my notices for parking ticket. This may be the biggest benefit of all.
I’m finally getting legal after 3 years in Cali. Wow. Major contrary action.
