God is in the TV
My post doesn't have anything to do with the subject line, I just happen to like that saying. I can't really respect Marilyn Manson as a musician but whoever writes his lyrics is certainly on the ball sometimes.
I've been a little lax in updating because basically this journal has only one purpose. To tell my dad how my exercise and fitness regime is progressing. I've spoken to him recently about it all so there wasn't much point in updating the journal. I don't usually exercise over the weekend beyond walking to and from places. I'll need to change that habit if I'm to get really serious about shedding fat and becoming competition worthy but that's a long way off yet. I like my sleeping habits in the weekend, it reminds me that I still have some control over my life.
That was a reasonably depressing thing to say but it shouldn't be interpreted as such. I have to wake up in the morning on the weekdays, I have to go to bed before midnight on the weekdays, I have to leave my house and go to my job on the weekdays. All these elements restrict the level of control I have over my life. Were I to choose unemployment I could then regain the control over my weekday sleeping habits. I don't and therefore I accept the sanctions that my job place upon me gladly. I like to remind myself though that the weekend is *mine* and therefore I can choose to get up and bust my ass at the gym or I can choose to stay in bed until 1pm. At the moment, I am enjoying the latter.
Catch up time:
Friday: A normal day at work. My "normal" days are what other people call "hellish and dehumanising". My "good" days are what others call "Utterly fantastic, mindblowingly brilliant days". I work in the IT industry - our standards are different to the rest of the world, as are the scales by which we measure these standards. We're like small gods.
Friday night however was awesome and so help me I'm going to go out of my way to repeat it every Friday. Usually I have a movie night at my place. It's been a mainstay of my life since mid-2004. We go out, get 5 DVDs from the video store, grab whatever rapidly prepared food we feel like and come back to melt our brains. It's a good precursor to the weekend. Last week, Michael (my flatmate) mentioned that he wanted to get back into contact with his old Chemistry friends. So I suggested that rather than them going out to a bar and suffering the problems that one suffers at bars, that they have it at our place. He liked the idea and began inviting. It occurred to me though that I would be the odd one out. They'd talk their Chemistry talk and I'd end up being thoroughly out of my league and unable to do much but dribble into my Jagermeister. Not being one to alienate myself I quickly began inviting friends of my own along. I invited a bunch and only one could make it. Which was fine, at least it would allow me to divert the conversation from time to time. To my surprise however, two other friends of mine, who had already said they couldn't come before I'd begun inviting my other friends, showed up anyway!
We had a rocking time. We talked, we laughed, we drank, we told dirty jokes, we mocked things. We generally were a bunch of mid-20s friends hanging out enjoying life. The general "nerd" level of the party was about a 5.5 until two people started talking card/wargames then it skyrocketed to an unhealthy 8.75.
So basically, I've decided that every Friday is now going to be that unless there is another party on somewhere that we should go to.
Saturday: Had brunch with my old schoolfriend which is always a fabulously rewarding experience. She amazes me constantly and I have enormous respect for her. Were I not obligated to go to the In Nomine game at 2.00 we'd have stayed in that cafe probably all day just interfacing. The In Nomine game was rewarding as well in a different way. I made a rather unanticipated move and changed the continuity somewhat. It was a spur of the moment decision which ultimately paid off well. We've now put that game on hold while Michael runs his Sydney game (in the same continuity as my NYC game). I've been looking forward to swapping my GM hat for my PC hat.
Sunday: Was a write off as far as anything substantial is concerned. Got up at 2ish and wandered up Queen St with Michael to grab some chow. Ended up buying Season One of Boston Legal and House and watching that until about 2.00am this morning. I think I'm in love with James Spader (said in a totally heterosexual way). He's an actor who has been sorely underutilised by Holywood in my opinion.
Monday: Is today. I'm at work and it's a "good" day. Mostly because I've not had to go out and train people in our Hospitality system.
I'll update things tonight when I'm back from the gym. Stay strong everyone.
I've been a little lax in updating because basically this journal has only one purpose. To tell my dad how my exercise and fitness regime is progressing. I've spoken to him recently about it all so there wasn't much point in updating the journal. I don't usually exercise over the weekend beyond walking to and from places. I'll need to change that habit if I'm to get really serious about shedding fat and becoming competition worthy but that's a long way off yet. I like my sleeping habits in the weekend, it reminds me that I still have some control over my life.
That was a reasonably depressing thing to say but it shouldn't be interpreted as such. I have to wake up in the morning on the weekdays, I have to go to bed before midnight on the weekdays, I have to leave my house and go to my job on the weekdays. All these elements restrict the level of control I have over my life. Were I to choose unemployment I could then regain the control over my weekday sleeping habits. I don't and therefore I accept the sanctions that my job place upon me gladly. I like to remind myself though that the weekend is *mine* and therefore I can choose to get up and bust my ass at the gym or I can choose to stay in bed until 1pm. At the moment, I am enjoying the latter.
Catch up time:
Friday: A normal day at work. My "normal" days are what other people call "hellish and dehumanising". My "good" days are what others call "Utterly fantastic, mindblowingly brilliant days". I work in the IT industry - our standards are different to the rest of the world, as are the scales by which we measure these standards. We're like small gods.
Friday night however was awesome and so help me I'm going to go out of my way to repeat it every Friday. Usually I have a movie night at my place. It's been a mainstay of my life since mid-2004. We go out, get 5 DVDs from the video store, grab whatever rapidly prepared food we feel like and come back to melt our brains. It's a good precursor to the weekend. Last week, Michael (my flatmate) mentioned that he wanted to get back into contact with his old Chemistry friends. So I suggested that rather than them going out to a bar and suffering the problems that one suffers at bars, that they have it at our place. He liked the idea and began inviting. It occurred to me though that I would be the odd one out. They'd talk their Chemistry talk and I'd end up being thoroughly out of my league and unable to do much but dribble into my Jagermeister. Not being one to alienate myself I quickly began inviting friends of my own along. I invited a bunch and only one could make it. Which was fine, at least it would allow me to divert the conversation from time to time. To my surprise however, two other friends of mine, who had already said they couldn't come before I'd begun inviting my other friends, showed up anyway!
We had a rocking time. We talked, we laughed, we drank, we told dirty jokes, we mocked things. We generally were a bunch of mid-20s friends hanging out enjoying life. The general "nerd" level of the party was about a 5.5 until two people started talking card/wargames then it skyrocketed to an unhealthy 8.75.
So basically, I've decided that every Friday is now going to be that unless there is another party on somewhere that we should go to.
Saturday: Had brunch with my old schoolfriend which is always a fabulously rewarding experience. She amazes me constantly and I have enormous respect for her. Were I not obligated to go to the In Nomine game at 2.00 we'd have stayed in that cafe probably all day just interfacing. The In Nomine game was rewarding as well in a different way. I made a rather unanticipated move and changed the continuity somewhat. It was a spur of the moment decision which ultimately paid off well. We've now put that game on hold while Michael runs his Sydney game (in the same continuity as my NYC game). I've been looking forward to swapping my GM hat for my PC hat.
Sunday: Was a write off as far as anything substantial is concerned. Got up at 2ish and wandered up Queen St with Michael to grab some chow. Ended up buying Season One of Boston Legal and House and watching that until about 2.00am this morning. I think I'm in love with James Spader (said in a totally heterosexual way). He's an actor who has been sorely underutilised by Holywood in my opinion.
Monday: Is today. I'm at work and it's a "good" day. Mostly because I've not had to go out and train people in our Hospitality system.
I'll update things tonight when I'm back from the gym. Stay strong everyone.