Give The Po' Man A Break!
Things have been slowly coming to head for a number of years and decreased pay, less hours, mounting credit bills, some medical issues, car repairs, and my own massive stupidity have led to me to have very little cash in my coffers and the very real chance that things might take an increasingly ugly turn in the next year or so. But despite my history of depression and bouts of physical assaults against my own person I am attempting to saunter on down the road in a slightly ambivalent manner no matter where it may lead.
Despite the rather realistic but dark tone of my opening statements this blog is more about the little things that I am doing or enjoying whilst I am cut off from what was once my regularly shed-yuled life. I do have a tendency to just accept the bad with the good and although I sometimes slip off into the abyss I have always had quite a gift for keeping myself occupied no matter what means I had at my disposal.
Some years ago my car finally broke down for good and after years of adding to my credit debt in the hopes that each time a major problem occurred it would be the last, eventually I just couldn't afford to keep it running and sent it away to the graveyard. After a couple of years a good friend of mine gave me his slowly dying vehicle as he was getting a new car. This was AWESOME as I no longer had to bike for and hour and half to and from work and it greatly decreased the chance that I would be attacked on the street which has happened now and again during my life whilst biking around the big cities. Unfortunately after about 8 months the transmission died big time and thus it was back to huffing and puffing my way to work.
Recently my bike fell apart as all the gears had slowly become stripped due to the heavy use it got. I'm particularly thin for cash and so I wasn't looking forward to having to pick up a new one as I imagined that the prices had probably increased since the last time I had bought one. So I wandered down to the local Target store to pick up a cheap but serviceable bicycle hoping that it wouldn't damage me too much financially. Much to my delight the prices had actually dropped quite a bit and it ended up only being around $170. I took the bike up to the register and I was told the bike was $95 which only furthered my delight and both mentally and financially (of course :P)!
It's still a pain to bike around everywhere and I can't get to many places as it is L.A. but hey I'll take the good luck where I can get it.
O.K. now you're going to laugh at this one. I've somewhat curbed my habit of eating out every day and I've been trying to buy more things to make sandwiches with and frozen foods that I can snack on that last a good week. I was sitting at the computer late one night and I realized that I couldn't remember the last time I had a grilled-cheese sandwich. It's odd but although it's a rather simple thing to make I realized that I've always lived with somebody that really liked to cook and that they always offered up the idea of cooking me up some cheesy goodness -- I've never made it myself. So odd. So I actually sat there for a minute or two wondering what does one do to a simple sandwich to make it all toasty and essentially a nummy-licious type of foodstuff?
*thinks*
Right! Right! Butter needs to go on the outside dummkopf!
So happily I went about cooking me up my hot cheesy comestible...and I burnt it. :|
Then I ate it and somehow it still seemed delicious even though burnt toast is usually the saddest thing ever. Honestly, when you burn toast you either throw it away or you just angrily eat it noting what a failure you are as you cry into your orange juice and the birds outside sing a derisive little song about your shortcomings. Bloody birds.
But I sauntered on and now I'm a hot-cheese sammich making fool! I have a big preference for very sharp cheddar and occasionally I'll mix in some little bits 'o bacon. Good lord it's certainly a good thing that my metabolism is still somehow fairly high despite my ever increasing age otherwise I'd be quite a large-waisted man. But you know it's funny how something as simple as a sandwich can take me back to my childhood and make me feel all warm and happy inside.
Sadly most of my good friends have eithered moved far away or they have acquired a regular working schedule that is the polar opposite of my regular routine. This has resulted in the fact that over the last few years I rarely get out to the theatre all that often. I don't have a problem going to theatre on my own, but as my always lesbian couple roommates (sorta odd factoid that) will attest, I have a tendency to putter around my house if left to my own devices as I easily can lose myself in the movies, books and music that I have littered around my place.
But in an attempt to break that habit I've been venturing out into the big wide world and attending some viewings of movies that were actually released in the current year! :o As most people who know me know, I have a fondness for old movies and more often than not if I went out to the theatre it was some revival house featuring some silent or cult film. It's not that I dislike newer films, it's just that I tend to place a higher priority on movies that are hard to find or are rarely screened in a theatre setting. But since all those theatres are now on the other side of a small mountain I have been attempting to get out and watch some newer things while they are still all shiny and new to the general public as well and I actually find that I like that.
I've noticed that writing tends make me a bit happier and so I've been attempting to write little reviews of some of the films that I've been watching for the past few months. My use of language is rather rough and pedestrian as I'm sorely out of practice and so it doesn't always flow as smoothly or as coherently as I would like. But I'm trying to ignore my shortcomings and just stumble along with the attitude that as improper as my language use may be, it's fairly representative of how I talk and so I suppose warts and all it's my voice. I do sometimes suffer bouts of mental confusion and have trouble focusing and have to take breaks now and again but overall I'm happy to do it as it helps me ruminate a bit more over the movies that I've just seen a bit more than I normally would. Here's where I've been writing my reviews but be prepared that I like to watch a rather odd assortment of movies.:P
And finally we come to video games on my trusty XBox 360. The lady that you see above me is a comic book character from the Marvel universe so obscure that I'm fairly confindent that it would take you quite a long time before you found anybody who would recognized her. The lady's name is Lady Daemon and she is a character that I've had a fondness for quite some time. Along with Sumo Daemon she is my other alter ego profile on my 360 which I would use when I need a second player to get an achievement or my friend wants to keep a separate file for his accomplishments for a particular game that I have.
For some reason despite the fact that I have unplayed games I've been going back and playing some old favorites on my Lady Daemon profile just to unlock the achievements that I already have on my primary profile all over again. Right now my big game of choice is the Tenchu Z game and after playing a series of stress filled moments of shooting and fighting as Sumo Daemon, it's kind of nice to relax and unwind late at night as a ninja who just slowly and very patiently waits for their next victim to stray too close...and then it's far too late.
But when all is said is done I'm not attempting to garner sympathy or rail at the fates for the trials and tribulations that come my way in this rather wordy missive. I'm just merely taking note of how changes forced upon me are closing some door but opening others. Hopefully I'll be better off for the change when I'm eventually in a more healthy position, but for now I'm just going to make the best of what I have and try to live my little life in my little corner of the world. Besides, I'm sure my cat is happy with all the extra house time that I'm getting. Or is she? Hmmmmmm....
