I have to say, not to brag, but this is maybe my favorite cartoon so far.  Not that the drawing is any good (it’s terrible, as usual lately) but I just love the idea of my elliptical trainer having a whole personality that hates me.  That I’m not working IT out, which is what it was born to do.  I just find the idea hilarious.

I hope everyone’s life is going better than mine.  I am so stressed out from developments at work, the kind of developments that really need you to buckle down and concentrate and work hard, coming at time when I should really be finding some better balance in my life –  getting more excersise, having more fun, and finishing my novel re-write (of course). 

So it’s all very stressful.  And I feel very conflicted.  And tired.  All the time with the tired!

PS – Comic #200!  That’s sort of an accomplishment!  Right?

So thanks Dave.  Thanks a lot. 

I hope you all have great weekends ahead of you.  As my writing deadline fast approaches (11 days!) I will be buckling down, I hope like never before, to write write write.  I plan to take a break Sunday and go to a movie and dinner with Adam after my writing group. 

I’m currently trying to talk myself out of going to a special midnight screening of a new 35 mm print of The Crow that is screening at the Sunshine theater Friday and Saturday nights…sounds like some good relaxing fun (I freaking love that movie and would love to see a new print) but I just think it will throw me off and the next thing you know I’ll be having fun left and right…

Ew is right.  I confess until now, I have never seen a concessions stand at a theater closed for failing an inspection and I find it kind of horrifiying.   Although the movie theater I went to see Vicky Cristina Barcelona at on Tuesday seemed like it should have been not only closed but condemned – the whole theater – not just the concessions stands.  Yucky.  I’ll be avoiding that theater in the future whenever possible.

Yeah, this one seemed like it was going to be an epic battle, but it blew over pretty quickly.  Maybe both of our memories are getting so bad that it’s harder to hang onto that internal rage.  Adam says I like being mad.  I say, nobody likes being mad, but it does take me longer to cool off than the average bear. 

Guess what I’m unable to cool off about this morning?  The fact that I went to a late showing of Vicky Cristina Barcelona last night with Adam and three bitches (THREE!) were texting at various times throughout the movie (which was a good movie – more on that later).  And since it was a late show on a Tuesday night there were only like 30 people even in the huge theater.  What the F!?!  If your life is so exciting that you cannot put down the blackberry or phone for 96 minutes then don’t buy an f’ing ticket.  I am so sick of this. Does anyone live somewhere where this kind of thing doesn’t happen?  If so, please let me know and I’ll pack my bags now.  I’m so fed up with disrespectful people.  I just don’t get it.

That’s right, there’s your awesome (read: totally mediocre) punchline. 🙂

It’s true though, as much as I’m enjoying the Olympics and am shocked how into it I am, I also cannot wait for it to be over…it’s been rough for all of us on the East Coast…you West Coasters are getting it good – sometimes over here you have to stay up until like two freaking AM to find out end results of shit. I’m SO tired.

That said, when they’re gone I’ll completely and utterly miss them I’m sure.

Also, can I just say how awesome it is to have a boss that not only doesn’t get mad at your for maybe borderline nodding off at your desk, but who fully admits to having the same problem.  As I’ve said before, working where I work and for who I work for has spoiled me from ever having another “real job” again, I’ve pretty much got to make a go of this “writing thing” or I’ve got to kill myself or find a way to retire…overweight trophy wife anyone?

I promise you there is a punchline in your future (specifically your future of tomorrow).

Hope everyone had a great weekend. Mine was surprisingly productive/enjoyable as in I got some writing done, submitted a new piece to a new journal I haven’t tried before, did some critiques for group on Sunday, actually attended group on Sunday, did five comics (shocking! this hasn’t happened in months – maybe I’m getting back on track!) and spent a nice day with Adam eating sandwiches in a park-like setting and seeing two movies (Frozen River and Brideshead Revisited – more on both of those later) as well as had a nice little sushi dinner with him on Sunday.

All in all, if I’d managed to get in more exercise it would have been a pretty healthy and balanced weekend. Still too much time sitting on my ass though…I need new hobbies…reading, writing, and drawing/art/comics are just making me fatter and fatter and fatter…bastards.

Guess what I still didn’t manage to do though…amongst all that other good work and “success” – I still managed to not write ONE SINGLE WORD for my novel rewrite.

Go me! I am the king of procrastination!

Yeah, I have no excuses really.  It’s been a rough month…but every month seems like that for me and writing.  I’ve done better this month in the sense that the huge deadline looming has forced me to get several short fiction pieces off my plate and submitted or ready for submission to clear the way for the novel rewrite, but as for actual words written for the novel – not. a. single. one.  Yay me!

Have a good weekend everyone…anything exciting on the agenda?  I have one thing on mine, I bet you can guess what it is…

That’s right, I’m pretty anti-plan. After trying all sorts of things in my relatively short life this far (everything from weight watchers to slim fast to south beach) I’m a pretty firm believer that none of this works. Life is about balance and if you don’t figure it out without a trick of some kind, you’re likely to fall right back into the same bad habits eventually. I know I did. Multiple times. The “diets don’t work, weight watchers does” is a pretty brilliant marketing strategy, and a lot of people claim it works for them (talk to me in five years) but in the end I am angrier at WW than I am at any of the other plans, because ultimately I feel it’s being even more dishonest.

Okay, no more talk about this, it’s depressing me, even though I’m the one that brought it up.

I’ve been noticing even more weight loss ads lately, particularly for Nutrisystem (the most annoying of all the ads – for various reasons) anyway, it hit me like a ton of bricks the other day, that if any of this crap worked, we wouldn’t need these ads.  You’d just need a couple ads.  People would try it, it would be wildly successful, and then everyone would be doing it, and then in a couple years we’d all be blissfully thin and happy and there would be no more need for the ads. 

But, supposedly we’re fatter than ever, and yet there are more ads and more diet plans and companies than ever.  Hmmm.  I wonder, is it possible that diets are not good for you?  That quick fixes and “new revolutionary plans” that are impossible to integrate into a real believable life actually set you back and make it impossible to live happy “normal” lives?  Gee.  Could it be? 

I’ve known for years that most “diets” out there are a bunch of bunk (partially through trial and error, and partially just by using my brain) but it didn’t hit me until the other day that we’re inundated by more and more diets and ads and systems and nonesense, and yet the world just keeps tell us we’re getting fatter (and of course by fatter they mean less healthy – because OF COURSE that HAS to go hand in hand with less healthy…even though it doesn’t always).  So something doesn’t add up.  Has anyone else been thinking about the math on this?

That’s right…I could have started an exercise regime that would have eventually led me to swimming in a pool, which eventually could lead me to being a great and powerful swimmer (unlike the out of shape normal swimmer that I am today), or I could just make some brownies. 

And now we all understand why I’m not an athelete.  I was always an atheletic kid, and I grew up around sports and probably had a ball in my hand way before I ever had a doll in my hand, but I just never had the drive back then to really become a true athelete, and probably can’t find the drive now…but I really AM inspiried watching these Olympic games and so maybe SOMETHING will rub off on me.

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