Stop Failing At Life

Seriously, I need to quit that shit.

 

The last couple days, I’ve kind of been emo-Justin, and I’m tired of it. I’m working on getting out of the “bleh”, but then my brain starts thinking, and that’s never good. It pops shit into my head like “Dude, you’re 24 in less than two weeks and haven’t done a fucking thing with your life”, which isn’t helpful.

 

Yeah, I have my main blog, but let’s face it… any jackass can start a blog. Any jackass can say the shit that I say, and some others probably do. Sure, there’s the interviews that I get from time to time, but overall, nothing too special.

 

And there’s the kinda-emo train of thought again. I want to get rid of that, and I’m working on it. Let’s lay out the issues…

 

• I’m always broke.
• I’ve been at the same workplace for almost four years, doing the same job for three of them, and still only make $1 above Washington’s minimum wage.
• I screwed up in high school and fucked over the chances that my intelligence could’ve given me.
• I’m overweight and hate it.
• I’m single and not too happy with that, either.

 

We’ll stop there so I don’t really hate myself, and look at the up-sides…

 

• I’m always broke because, even though I can’t afford it, I have been taking care of not only myself, but my mother, for the last year and a half.
• I’m a pretty decent guy when it comes down to it (see previous point).
• I still have the drive to go further, and want to go back to college and work hard, get into a career and not just a job.
• I’m trying to lose the weight.

 

I figure that getting this all out on the blog might help. You know, vent my frustrations to random people on the internet that I’ll (probably) never meet. Beats the hell out of paying for a shrink, because I don’t have that kind of moolah just lying around – although it probably wouldn’t hurt.

 

Any suggestions for getting out of this negative head-space? I had planned for this to be more of a “ripping emo-Justin a new one”, but that didn’t really go as expected, I guess. Need to get more creative, get more ideas for my main blog.

 

FUCK YOU, EMO-JUSTIN. WE DON’T WANT YOUR KIND HERE.

HOLY SHIT GREAT BIG SEA ON MY BIRTHDAY

Great. Big. Sea.

Great. Big. Sea.

GREAT BIG SEA HAS A CONCERT ON MY BIRTHDAY.

Sure, it's in Portland, but that's only a minor difficulty. I've got one person that I'd love to have with me for it, but it's not a sure thing that'll be possible. If not, I can see them in Seattle the next day. Most likely. That's a lot easier to get to.

Excuse my extreme excited-ness. GBS is a band that I'd love to see live. I've been watching clips of their recorded concerts on YouTube. :D

Why I love Doctor Who

And subsequently, why I’m developing a man-crush/writer-hero in Steven Moffat.

He gets me. :D

Some of you don’t watch Doctor Who, so I’ll explain a little bit more…. Saturday was the fifth-season finale of the revived Doctor Who series, titled “The Big Bang”. I won’t spoil that episode, but I’ll spoil the one before it – just a little bit.

5x12 - THE PANDORICA OPENS

The few times that it’s been mentioned this season, the Pandorica has been described as a prison that the Doctor believes to be a fairytale. The prison was for a “warrior, or a trickster” who couldn’t be reasoned with or stopped, and would just drop in and wreck your world.

Fans were correct in figuring out that this meant The Doctor, but they were wrong in thinking that he would already be in there. Instead, an alliance of his worst enemies – Daleks, Cybermen, Sontarans, Judoon, and a lot more – were there to seal him in to the device, in a twisted plan to save the universe.

Irony fucked them (hard) and, by locking him up, they actually set the universe to the destruction that they’d thought the Doctor would cause. Auton-Rory is there, holding the deceased Amy and mourning the universe’s demise, when the Doctor arrives out of nowhere, with River Song’s vortex manipulator.

…

But the Doctor was locked in the box. The inescapable prison designed specifically to hold him. The Pandorica. How is he here, when he’s there? And more importantly, where did that fez come from?

Turns out that this is a Doctor from the future, although fairly recent in his own future, but quite a ways away in Rory’s. He gives Rory the sonic screwdriver and tells him how to free him, and to put the sonic screwdriver into Amy’s coat pocket when he’s done doing that.

The Doctor is freed from the Pandorica because Rory freed him, and he went to the future, and then came back into the past to tell Rory how to free him. He’s free because he told Rory how to free him, with the knowledge seemingly coming from no original point of it’s own.

Less than five minutes in, Steven Moffat plays with ontological paradoxes.

THAT is why I love this show. Thank you, Steven Moffat.

Two really nerdy things (that I love)

Time travel paradoxes

I can remember being ten years old and THRILLED with the very concept of time travel.

At the time I had no knowledge of the series I would come to love, Doctor Who, but I was in love with the idea of time travel anyway.

 

I would always imagine me and friends time-traveling to various eras, some in the future, some in the past. Sometimes, it would even be either myself or my friends who helped discover how to travel through time, dreams that weren’t helped by my love of science fiction.

 

When I got older, and got interested in more complex sci-fi, I started to learn more about time travel paradoxes, and just like when I was a kid, I’m still thrilled. I love reading about examples of said paradoxes in fiction, thinking about ways that could avert them, etc.

 

Morphic resonance

This one’s a little more recent, and by that, I mean within the last few days. I just finished re-reading the amazing comic book series known as ‘Y! The Last Man’, but this time, I decided to pull up a little research.

 

In the series, all of the male mammals on the earth die simultaneously, with no direct reason given in the series. One of the themes in the second half of the series is ‘morphic resonance’, mentioned first in a flashback scene and later as a possible cause for the “gendercide”.

 

What it boils down to is the theory that there is a field within and around every living thing that organizes it’s characteristics and patterns of activity. Morphic resonance is sort of a feedback between these morphic units, and a great example is given in the comic series – an experiment in which animals on one island were taught something, and once they’d had it down to the point of perfection, it was found that animals of the same species on another island had developed the same skill without having been taught by an external source.

 

That’s probably inaccurate to the way the story is told in the comic, but hey, shit happens. I’m not perfect. The point is that the idea of beings and things being able to be connected and develop in that sort of manner is really interesting. If correct, it’s a form of adaptive evolution, and fun stuff aside. :)

Today is a great day

Ever have one of those days where it feels like nothing can go wrong? For me, that’s today, and I fucking LOVE it.

 

Today started off kind of rough. I was tired as hell at work from midnight-ish to around 5 or 6am. Started waking up a bit more around then (which figures, since it was just a little before I got off work), and the coworker who was relieving me is the new one that I’ve got an interest in. =D

 

So after watching a fun episode of Supernatural and writing out a list of things I need to buy soon(ish), I went to sleep around 11am. Got a decent amount of rest, and woke up pretty happy around 6pm. Caffeine soon followed, since I’m not entirely sure I’m human without it (especially since I’ve been without nicotine for two weeks), and then I had a fit of brilliance! … BOOSTER GOLD MOVIE!

 

 

 

For now, that’s the only image I’ve got for ya, but I’m going to see what I can do pretty soon. I’ve spent the last hour or so trying to work out an image in Photoshop the way I want (with the actor I want in the costume), but as I’ve mentioned on my main site, I’m not that great with Photoshop.

 

I suppose I could have at least thrown a mock version of film poster credits on to there too, but not so much without the actor I’m thinking of for Booster. A friend of mine that I moderate with at 9thWonders is going to be getting a message about it veeery soon, see if he can help out. =D

 

Anyway, yeah. I’m really excited because this day got a lot better when I got the idea to write a Booster Gold movie. It’s not only the first real fit of inspiration in a long time, but it’s the first thing in quite a while that’s just felt really right. I think I’m going to have a lot of fun with it.

 

I’ll leave you with that, and in the style of Blue Beetle Ted Kord (who has a good chance of being in the movie), I leave you with this: BWAH-HA-HA-HA-HA!

 

Mmmmmm…

You know what was kind of a trip? Walking in to the restaurant here at work to get some coffee earlier and seeing my boss (the general manager of the hotel) behind the line, cooking.

 

Turns out that she was cooking lasagna for the “pasta and karaoke” night that they do every Wednesday. I think it’s one of the (very) few times that she has cooked here at work, but holy crap, it turned out great.

 

That’s right, I saved some of that shit. That’s gonna make for a GOOOOOD lunch tonight during my work shift. It’s probably the best homemade lasagna that I’ve had since before my grandpa passed, since he was the only (good) cook in the family aside from me. He’s the one I learned from, too.

 

Anyway, yeah. Fuck yes lasagna. Garfield would be jealous. Fat cat can kiss my ass.