Is this person an ass weasel?
Just watched Cloverfield. It was a pretty good movie, well worth seeing if you haven't yet. But it wasn't perfect. I felt like it lacked a little resolution. I suppose that's sort of the deal you get with that style of film, but, but... What the dealio, damnit?! Anyway, it's good.
I've been allowing myself a great deal of vanity lately. I think that's okay for me. Not that I should be over-indulgent (which I am being), but maybe that will help to balance out some of the old, bad juju I had going on in my life. For most of my life I was really uncertain of how I looked and always felt I was a repulsive creature for many reasons. But now I really feel like I can indulge in a little bit of vanity and be okay with that (so long as it doesn't persist TOO long...).
Maybe it's related (maybe not), but I managed to lose a lot of weight recently. Control of my diet and some more regular exercise (which, note to self, must be kept up...) helped that along. I needed to lose some weight. I had managed to accumulate a decent amount of fat around my belly, which I'm glad to have lost (there's more work to do on that). Right now, I feel really super strong and lean and fit and it's a cool, good feeling. So I'm glad about that. I'm also glad that I was able to focus myself enough to lose the weight and not drive myself insane.
So I'm coming to think of my situations in different ways now. Part of it is because of a book I've been reading - Hardcore Zen by Brad Warner (which is stupendous, by the way) - and partially just through having some time that wasn't COMPLETELY dominated by stress to think through what's been going on. But I'm wondering now if it's just something that has to be dealt with. You know, people. Being assholes. Or just being unreliable. Maybe that's just the case. I definitely don't appreciate that in life. (For instance, very few people have attempted to get in touch with me in the past few weeks. That's not okay with me.) I have been told I have very high standards. And I do, definitely. I won't disagree with that. But I guess to have any social contact at all, you have to deal with some people who aren't going to measure up to your standards. Maybe. I'm still thinking about this shit. So, you're not off the hook yet.
Oh, yeah. So, I was watching the Hellboy trailer during Cloverfield and I had an interesting thought. Feel free to add some criticism to it. But I was thinking, how interesting is it that the protagonist(s) in the Hellboy series are not normal people. Maybe there have always been superheroes. But it just seems like the demographic that the film is appealing towards (people who enjoy that crazy magic and all) are better put in the position to accept a super crazy protagonist than a normal dude. I think it helps to explain why there are no effects when looking at demons or magics or whatever is out there. There's a dissonance created in order to create a mystique about the situation in order to keep it so far removed from normal experience to make it both interesting and unattainable. Maybe.
Moving in a different direction... I'm ready to quit the Gameday Center. Or get a raise. But I've been hitting the job market hard. I already have an interview set up for a hospital job. Hopefully more are on their way. I just need something to get me by until the grad school deal can be resolved and I can figure out where my life is heading. Wish me luck.
That's all for now. Cause I ran out of shit to talk about. The end.
I've been allowing myself a great deal of vanity lately. I think that's okay for me. Not that I should be over-indulgent (which I am being), but maybe that will help to balance out some of the old, bad juju I had going on in my life. For most of my life I was really uncertain of how I looked and always felt I was a repulsive creature for many reasons. But now I really feel like I can indulge in a little bit of vanity and be okay with that (so long as it doesn't persist TOO long...).
Maybe it's related (maybe not), but I managed to lose a lot of weight recently. Control of my diet and some more regular exercise (which, note to self, must be kept up...) helped that along. I needed to lose some weight. I had managed to accumulate a decent amount of fat around my belly, which I'm glad to have lost (there's more work to do on that). Right now, I feel really super strong and lean and fit and it's a cool, good feeling. So I'm glad about that. I'm also glad that I was able to focus myself enough to lose the weight and not drive myself insane.
So I'm coming to think of my situations in different ways now. Part of it is because of a book I've been reading - Hardcore Zen by Brad Warner (which is stupendous, by the way) - and partially just through having some time that wasn't COMPLETELY dominated by stress to think through what's been going on. But I'm wondering now if it's just something that has to be dealt with. You know, people. Being assholes. Or just being unreliable. Maybe that's just the case. I definitely don't appreciate that in life. (For instance, very few people have attempted to get in touch with me in the past few weeks. That's not okay with me.) I have been told I have very high standards. And I do, definitely. I won't disagree with that. But I guess to have any social contact at all, you have to deal with some people who aren't going to measure up to your standards. Maybe. I'm still thinking about this shit. So, you're not off the hook yet.
Oh, yeah. So, I was watching the Hellboy trailer during Cloverfield and I had an interesting thought. Feel free to add some criticism to it. But I was thinking, how interesting is it that the protagonist(s) in the Hellboy series are not normal people. Maybe there have always been superheroes. But it just seems like the demographic that the film is appealing towards (people who enjoy that crazy magic and all) are better put in the position to accept a super crazy protagonist than a normal dude. I think it helps to explain why there are no effects when looking at demons or magics or whatever is out there. There's a dissonance created in order to create a mystique about the situation in order to keep it so far removed from normal experience to make it both interesting and unattainable. Maybe.
Moving in a different direction... I'm ready to quit the Gameday Center. Or get a raise. But I've been hitting the job market hard. I already have an interview set up for a hospital job. Hopefully more are on their way. I just need something to get me by until the grad school deal can be resolved and I can figure out where my life is heading. Wish me luck.
That's all for now. Cause I ran out of shit to talk about. The end.