Morning Glory

i learned several things at my first swim practice after a week of sickness this morning. first, i am really slow and weak. second, someone put the flags at the far end of the pool in the wrong holes, so i slammed my hand into the wall, making me very angry. third, it is extremely hard to train with absolutely no one to race. i don't know where the swim team was this morning. fourth, for having the self-described job of guarding lives, the people working the stand during the 6-8 a.m. shift seem to completely hate life. i can't remember seeing more morose expressions ever. pretty sad.

i will be getting paid for interning at the los angeles times for the next four days, as they requisitioned my fact-checking skills for work on their annual restaurant guide, which is quickly approaching deadline. thankfully, my boss at my other job was cool about letting me have those days off even though i just started two weeks ago. so i'm going to be pulling in the big bucks for a few days! very exciting. that's all for now.

Installment #3

the latest and greatest from cyanide and happiness:

Aural Projection

i've been listening to old cds that i haven't played in ages and they are transporting me back to other summers that were more fun than this one. i'm seriously going crazy in this little apartment. someone with a car come get me and take me away one of these weekends!

i'm at the nagging-and-pointless-cough stage of my cold now. seriously, why can't my body figure out that by coughing once, i'm only making myself want to cough even more? i hate that little tickle that's just annoying enough not to ignore. hopefully today is the last day. i plan to hit the pool tomorrow morning, bright and early.

speaking of the pool, my paddle band snapped a week or so back, and i've torn my apartment apart looking for my replacements. so that's been obnoxious. i hate pulling with just a buoy. i'm off to play sera on the balcony.

Melodrama

well, i've been having a pretty crappy week. i've been sick since tuesday, but still went to work of course. i also found out we have to find a place to live from june 30th to august 1st because our dickhead apartment management promised our apartment to other people for early move-in without telling us. apparently they told us we had to request to stay for the summer earlier this year, but i am pretty sure i would've remembered that. so now we are looking for a sublet for one month only, which is near impossible. and this all adds up to me having to deal with stupid people, which is not a good thing. so i'm having a bad week, and i don't want to talk about it. i'm going to go curl up somewhere and try to be a little more melodramatic.

Rain and Pain

i'm re-reading brautigan's trout fishing in america and missing nature. i haven't been alone for what seems like years. and when i mean alone, i don't mean alone in a room, or alone in a building. i mean alone as in no other person within at least five miles. which is something that sounds very relaxing and perfect right now. maybe i'm getting a little socially claustrophobic.

it rained this morning. how ridiculous is that?! rain in may in l.a. unbelievable. i made it up for my morning swim and had to bike to the pool in a heavy drizzle, which had me pretty soaked by the time i got there. fortunately, it lightened up by the time i left for the times, and only started pouring again when i was a block away. so i got a little drenched, but it dried pretty quickly in the magazine section, which starts out hot and stuffy and gets progressively colder and colder until all the women are shivering and complaining by the time i leave. there's something wrong with the thermostat in that area of the building.

it was raining pretty heavily when i left the locker room for the pool. the swim team was taking up all the lanes, probably figuring that no one would be crazy enough to be out swimming if they didn't have to be there. so i had to ask the coach to open up a lane and get the lifeguard to notice me. she gave me a dirty look through the window of the lifeguard office as she put on her parka and grabbed a rescue tube. that was a little amusing. i thought they got paid for lifeguarding. maybe i'm wrong. i doubt they are paying them to sit in an office for two hours. it stopped raining about 15 minutes after that anyway, not to mention the fact that they stood under the overhang of the bleacher area. wimps. meanwhile i'm in the water trying not to embarrass myself in front of the whole usc swim team.

Attrition

i feel like this summer is going to be a battle just to keep from getting stuck in a rut. not exactly what i had envisioned for my last truly free summer. i don't have much to say because there is not much new to comment on. yawn.

Distant

in the darkness she sees
a red-cloth book
and a cigar smoldering
on the balcony's white wood

his soundless figure
searching the concrete below
chalk-gray squares
reflections of emptiness

Settling In

well, i guess i can say i've pretty much adjusted to my summer life. i think it will be a little rigorous (i haven't had 5 full days of real work since high school), but i also think it will be good for me. i need to start readjusting myself to that lifestyle so by the time graduation rolls around i'll be ready to hold down a full-time job.

i've been checking out steve vai's homepage, which consists mainly of drooling over his guitar collection. anyway, i found out he's playing at the wiltern as part of the zappa plays zappa tour. i'm not sure if i'm willing to drop $40 or so for tickets, but it sounds like a kickass show.

i also found out that the pool is open from 6-8 in the morning. and here i was all worried that i would only get to swim on the weekends. i did manage to drag myself out of bed at 5:45 this morning to go to the gym, so hopefully i'll be able to hit the pool at least a few times during the week. i'll probably be the only person under the age of 45 in the pool.

hey, i actually posted a new enough necktie story, and i plan on posting one a night (we'll see how this works for motivation), so if you were discouraged about the lack of new material...i'm working on it.

Workhorse

i rode my bike to my internship downtown today. much better than taking the bus. cut about an hour out of my total roundtrip time. i know many of you are wondering what exactly i do at the los angeles times. so here is a description of the work i did today:

telephoned restaurant managers to confirm the restaurant's name, address and special menu items for the annual food guide.

...and that's about it. for seven hours. once again...that was...seven...hours. oh wait, i took a few five minute breaks to go to the bathroom. i guess i can't really complain. i just want your pity. i don't think i've ever been more hungry in my life. imagine describing the most devastatingly delectable dishes for a seven hour stretch. it's no fun. i'm sure i could've taken a 30 minute break to grab some food at their amazing cafeteria (or test kitchen), but i'm apparently a very determined person once i have a task in front of me. such a horrible fault, i know. no one is going to want to hire me. oh well. anyway, i gotta hit the hay now if i want to get up for a workout at 6 (never gonna happen).

Another Lame Excuse

you guys are probably wondering why there has been a lack of activity on this blog, insular jot. and the truth is, i really don't care...

...i'm kidding, of course. actually, this is going to be quite the busy and stressful week for me, as i try to settle in at my internship at the times as well as my new summer job at the business school. in addition to that, our apartment is getting a guest roommate for the summer, the younger brother of one of my other roommates. i will try to stay on top of everything and keep you guys rolling in laughter (at me, naturally), but please forgive me if my posting slips a little over the next few days. i'm sure you understand. ah, lunchbreak is slipping away, that's all for now.

The Pulse

facebook amazes me sometimes. for those of you not in the "know," facebook is a "social network" of college and high school students. basically a website where everyone can post pictures, show off their popularity and talk shit about each other. fun stuff. anyway, there is a section called the "pulse" that shows the changes in interests among the students here at usc (or whatever university you go to). it gives both the big "gainers" and the big "losers." so there are the typical categories like music, books, movies, etc. the last category is "interests." the list of "losers" in the interests category this week at usc is topped by "life." that's a little sad and depressing, isn't it people? we're no longer interested in life. however, the big gainer is chocolate. is this an indicator that people are dumping their lovers for the summer? everyone is getting dumped, getting depressed and tired of life, and eating chocolate in the depths of despair? and watching braveheart?!?! and listening to switchfoot and kelly clarkson?!?! people, this needs to stop!

Reentry

well, the wait is finally over. i'm back in l.a. and will hopefully be flooding the blogosphere once again with my deluded ramblings. i have just a few things to mention right off the bat.

don't ever go to fresno during the summer, or any time approaching what may be considered a "warm month."

i'm glad real time with bill maher is over until august, because every time i watch that show i want to advocate assassination. (if that comment results in a visit from the fbi, the cia, the nsa, or one of the many other spy agencies currently monitoring my email account, phone calls, blog posts, aim chats, blood pressure and white t-cell count, then i think we can all agree that it's for the best. after all, i could've been a terrorist).

a friend sent me this link and i found it quite interesting. even if some of it is pretty shaky, there does seem to be a crapload of evidence against the government's explanation for 9/11. in fact, there seems to be a crapload of evidence against believing anything the government tells us these days. but i digress. watch the vid, if your computer allows, and decide for yourself.

Rich Get Richer

tax cuts about to passed. to "stimulate the economy." except middle to lower classes will see maybe $20 in savings, while the top 0.1% will see about $82,000. the thing about the richest 0.1% is that they don't fucking spend their money, they hoard it. so if you want to stimulate the economy, mr. prez, how about giving some money to people who will actually spend it? i'll stop politiking now.

"summer break" is almost over. can't wait to get back to socal. it's been in the mid-90's around here. no fun. faithfully sweating it out for you guys on the second floor where the computer is located, i hope you appreciate the effort.

Unimpressed

i was thoroughly disappointed by the opening segment of the cbs evening news. one story in particular caught my eye. it was a story on identity theft. the basic plotline/content: woman lost her wallet, thieves mortgaged houses in her name, got away with $177,000, identity theft sucks. they didn't address a couple of key questions that probably every viewer would want to know, even if they didn't know they wanted to know. first of all, is the woman responsible for paying off the mortgages? or is the bank going to lose out on the money? and if i lose my wallet, what can i do to prevent someone from stealing my identity? the woman's story was somewhat interesting, if you care about stuff like that. but what was the premise of the story? that identity theft exists and it sucks? thanks guys, we already knew that. tell us something worthwhile, something meaningful, something we can use or apply in our own lives.

Haitus From Responsibility

well, folks, that wraps up another semester. i leave for home today (it is after midnight) for a few days and then i'll be heading back down to l.a. for hopefully a great summer. i may not be posting as much during my stay in fresno, but chances are i will get bored and actually post more, so don't worry, faithful readers.

Cyanide and Happiness Redux

i've linked to this site before, but this one was just too good not to mention. enjoy.

Career Campaigners

from an l.a times article:

## "I don't think the question is, 'Will the Republicans lose [seats in] the midterm election?' " said G. Terry Madonna, a political scientist at Franklin & Marshall College in Lancaster, Pa. "The question is, 'How badly will they lose?' "

As a result, some Republican incumbents who thought themselves secure are girding for the worst by stockpiling campaign cash and, where necessary, spending it early. To coordinate political strategy, House GOP leaders have begun holding weekly meetings for staff members of about a dozen of the most vulnerable Republicans. ##

this is the problem with the political system in this country. it's not about creating laws and policy and representing the constituency. the only thing politicians are concerned with is being a politician (having power) and ensuring that they will remain a politician ( in power). what kind of a job focuses almost completely on simply retaining that job? as soon as they win their seat or position their focus automatically shifts to the next election and they start "stockpiling campaign cash" and "holding weekly meetings" to strategize on how to keep that seat or position. how many members of congress actually look at an issue and decide for themselves and their constituencies how they should vote, instead of slamming down the party stamp? they are all puppets of a few political masterminds behind the scenes in each party, or worse yet, a few corporate masterminds behind the scenes in each party, providing their puppets with the financial backing to keep the strings intact. am i living in denial? does the majority of this country not realize this? do they even care?

Deadliest Catch

ah, the deadliest catch on the discovery channel. fishing for crab in the bering sea. that would be the life. not literally, of course. just conceptually. the manual labor, the danger, the freezing winds, the fierce seas. and a year's salary in a few weeks. it's a give-and-take.

Success!

here's the update:

1. workout - done

2. laundry - not enough quarters, postponed

3. take-home final - done

4. pesto - 2 containers purchased

5. guitar - about to take place

wow. except for the laundry, which faced technical difficulties, it was a pretty successful day. maybe i should plan out every day like this. i probably would, but i'm not anal-retentive. oh well. back to chaos.

Motivation Proclamation

i feel like my last few posts have been a little pretentious, so let me just do this: boobs. okay, that's better. now, here's my plan for the day. i'm going to check back this evening and see how much i actually accomplished.

1. workout (woohoo, already done)

2. do laundry

3. do take-home final for law of mass comm

4. go to ralphs and buy out their pesto reserves while they are still on sale

5. practice guitar seriously for an hour

i think that's ambitious enough. we'll see how well this works as a form of motivation.