I got home from work 30 minutes ago, I'm exhausted yet amped up on the cafe latte I had at 530. Figured I take advantage of the situation and put up a post.
Almost three weeks ago I burned my thumb. It's a bad burn. Tonight is the first night I'm sleeping without a bandage (there's a blister!).
I'm looking at it now and it appears to be healing. But I've come to terms with the possibility they'll be a scar. Nothing too gross (I hope), just a mark to remind myself why I shouldn't cook anything ever again.
2.25.2007
2.20.2007
Rekindling the Fire
Instead of ogling gadgets on gizmodo.com or cnet.com, I've decided to turn my attention to the things I currently have in my possession. There are lots of things to explore on my PDA, PSP, Motorola E815 and Canon SD400, right? Why, it's almost as if I have a brand new toy when I change the wallpaper or buy a new "iskin" or download software from softpedia, isn't it?
Sigh.
Sigh.
2.18.2007
Second Time Around
Last night, I accepted the fact that it's time to buy a new ipod. The current one isn't dead or anything it's just frozen in time, holding a body of songs I gathered from January 2005 up to September 2006. I plugged it into my "new" powerbook and launched itunes but it wouldn't acknowledge %80 of the songs the ipod (aka Baby Girl) contained. Because she was configured for my old, dead hard drive I can only gain access to songs I bought on itunes.
WTF!
I burned over 700 songs from friends and never thought to back up my music library. Stupid, I know, but who is itunes to tell me what it will and won't accept? I mean, come on!
It's been surprisingly hard for me erase Baby Gurl's library, but it's also a wonderful excuse to buy a new one.
Tonight, I went to the Apple Store on 57th with the intention to buy a new ipod.
One problem: The new ipods suck ass. The nano is too small with not enough memory, and I don't need another gadget in my life that plays videos. (I already have five).
Ugh.
Dare I say it? I might look beyond the ipod.
WTF!
I burned over 700 songs from friends and never thought to back up my music library. Stupid, I know, but who is itunes to tell me what it will and won't accept? I mean, come on!
It's been surprisingly hard for me erase Baby Gurl's library, but it's also a wonderful excuse to buy a new one.
Tonight, I went to the Apple Store on 57th with the intention to buy a new ipod.
One problem: The new ipods suck ass. The nano is too small with not enough memory, and I don't need another gadget in my life that plays videos. (I already have five).
Ugh.
Dare I say it? I might look beyond the ipod.
2.11.2007
X Factor (Caffeine, baby!)
I'm incredibly upset that Monday is only a few hours away. I skip away from the office every Friday evening only to find myself crawling back two days later. I feel like Saturday and Sunday come & go like a sneeze.
It's really difficult to face another work week when the off days are so damn good. It's also hard when my contact with art, stimulating conversations and looking at and/or touching beauty has been reduced to 48 hours/week. I'd prefer (and need) a steady stream.
My pout stems from the fact that I'm not doing the kind of work I enjoy. My day job is a matter of survival and my happiness doesn't feel particularly connected to my survival.
What am I to do? I could be a hippie and embrace the philosophy "do what you love" or "surround yourself with your passion" or "just do it." To me, all three seem like long term remedies.
What about the short term? How can I treat my immediate circumstance?
Many of my answers to this question live in fantasy land:
If only I could win the lottery.
If only I could inherit a gazillion dollars.
If only I were a pimp....
Challenge: Find practical solutions to increase the hours/week I have contact with art, conversation and beauty.
It's really difficult to face another work week when the off days are so damn good. It's also hard when my contact with art, stimulating conversations and looking at and/or touching beauty has been reduced to 48 hours/week. I'd prefer (and need) a steady stream.
My pout stems from the fact that I'm not doing the kind of work I enjoy. My day job is a matter of survival and my happiness doesn't feel particularly connected to my survival.
What am I to do? I could be a hippie and embrace the philosophy "do what you love" or "surround yourself with your passion" or "just do it." To me, all three seem like long term remedies.
What about the short term? How can I treat my immediate circumstance?
Many of my answers to this question live in fantasy land:
If only I could win the lottery.
If only I could inherit a gazillion dollars.
If only I were a pimp....
Challenge: Find practical solutions to increase the hours/week I have contact with art, conversation and beauty.
2.07.2007
Awesome dude!
Ever since I was 6 or 7 I secretly desired a skateboard, the skills to do tricks and the guts get back on after falling off. I remember watching Tony Hawk compete in skateboard tournaments on ESPN while imitating tricks on my board (a.k.a. my bed). I know now my chances of hitting the tour circuit with a bunch of tattooed and funky skater boys are nil.
Alas, I must live vicariously through video games.
Enter Tony Hawk's Underground Remix 2 for the PSP, hooray!
It's been "sold out" and "discontinued" for almost 6 months. Tonight I'm perusing games at J&R music and spot it resting on a shelf.
OMG.
This is, quiet possibly, the greatest game I've ever played.
[click the pic for more info]
2.06.2007
Da site
Tonight I made considerable progress with the site design mainly because I scaled down my layout plans and dealt with the bare essentials. All is shaping up nicely. I'll spend this weekend piecing together images.
I plan to unveil the final product in the following weeks.
*Awe and excitement*
I plan to unveil the final product in the following weeks.
*Awe and excitement*
2.05.2007
The $700 hoodie
I'm not ashamed to admit I want a $700 sweatshirt.
I'm also yearning for world peace, unity and happiness, okay?
[click the pic to find out more]
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