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    • CommentTimeMar 19th 2012
    RAwr went to the gym. sweated a bunch. Pushed only till I could feel the ticker get ever so slightly uncomfortable. Didn't push myself into actual pain. That'll be later, after the accumulated atrophy and blah burns off. This is going to take a while...but good shit.

    Also started emailing a new VO coach. May see him later this week.
      CommentAuthorAlan Tyson
    • CommentTimeMar 20th 2012
    Finally, FINALLY moved into my apartment. The roommate and I have dubbed it the Democratic Republic of Condo.
    • CommentAuthorflecky
    • CommentTimeMar 21st 2012
    @razrangel: That's good. Don't do yourself a mischief, and take it easy.
    • CommentTimeMar 22nd 2012

    Haven't made it back to the gym. At the moment I don't care, though there's a place where it's frustrating, I'm just busy with other crap. Other crap that's beating my head in and right at the moment, for once, take a picture because this is once every many years this happens, it's not triggering mondo anxiety or big time depression, for once it's giving me the desire to fight. This world is stupid and at the moment instead of saying fuck it I'll express my ennui in cigarettes and whiskey, I want to stand up and start swinging.

    VO coaching that was tough - new coach is unrelenting. But kinda what I need. I wish I could see him more but money/time know. But I've got bunches to think about and bunches to work on. And... here's a funny little thing that I just learned. I once had to work with an actor who drove me crazy. He was such a diva for a fucking ignorant little punk. He would boss others around, demand things out of the show (insisting certain scenes be directed a different way to be less offensive, etc), demand things his way and ultimately was really careless about his own shit. The director and I nicknamed him "princess." I wanted to punch him so very many times. So what did I just learn? He has a thriving VO career and knows some top people. Ach. I'm glad (somehow!) managed to never call him "princess" his face. Oh, but I was so close.

    So. The world is fucked up and makes no sense. And I'm ready to take it on because, clearly, neither do I. Zen, motherfuckers.
    • CommentTimeMar 23rd 2012 edited
    Life continues to be disgustingly happy and fun. Just came home from a trip to Brussels, where it was my job to document a workshop where 70 hand-picked experts of different fields brainstormed and co-designed future policies of EU. No surprise there, I was in hog heaven - a lot of people who are expert in such diverse fields as making perfumes or running a large cellphone company, interesting conversations, a little bit of adventure in the Brussels night and ending the trip with a few hours of tourism involving Belgian chocolate shops and the Belgian Comic Strip Center.

    When I got home, it turned out that I will be speaking in TEDxAalto in May.

    Apart from the finances, which got blown out of the water by a 380€ dentist bill last week, everything is just fiii-hine. Life <3
  1.  (10533.46)
    An inmate just told me that I look like a young Fidel Castro.

    I needed a good laugh today. Is this a compliment?
    • CommentTimeMar 23rd 2012
    You tell me...

    • CommentTimeMar 23rd 2012 edited
     (10533.48) has been an incredibly shitty week and due to dealing with doctor crap because of my mysterious ear infection what is preventing me from listening to music without incredible pain and a whole bunch of other stuff...I haven't been feeling too on top of things.

    ...but in a little over 24 hours I'll be seeing Alan. It'll only be for a few hours, but considering we last saw each other in person in January, I'm happy to have even that time.
  2.  (10533.49)
    I am drunken and glorious.

    I have brandy and the night.
    • CommentTimeMar 25th 2012
    A friend gave me a bottle of Kraken run, and I'm going to drink to all of you tonight.
    • CommentTimeMar 25th 2012
    I got taken for a drug dealer on Houston and eclipsed in Brooklyn.
    • CommentAuthorflecky
    • CommentTimeMar 26th 2012 edited
    Ta for all the kind words on the Open Mic. Believe me, it cheers me up no-end.

    The Hugatron feels like cracking a smile and freezing Hell over.
    • CommentTimeMar 26th 2012
    The Dark and Stormy is the God Emperor of cocktails
    • CommentTimeMar 26th 2012
    Pizza and Howl's Moving Castle. Lovely.
    • CommentAuthorStefanJ
    • CommentTimeMar 27th 2012 edited
    This is trivial, but it made me happy:

    At the end of 1989 I bought a car off of the street in Greenwich Village. An '88 Civic hatchback that the owner, a friend of an in-law of a relative, got tired of paying garage fees for.

    I put 216,000 miles on it over the next 13 years and change. Lots of adventures. Some close calls. A cross-country trip after moving out of my parents' house. A rear-end collision. Another move, from CA to OR.

    It didn't have A/C. On trips through the desert I did things like put ice cubes in my socks.

    Eventually the starter started to get dodgy. I'd saved up most of my Silicon Valley boom-era bonuses, and had enough for a new car, so I sold the red pod to a co-worker for $400 near the end of 2003. I'd heard he had trouble with it, and assumed he'd scrapped it.

    I just learned that the co-worker sold it to a friend in his volunteer fire company, and the dang thing is still on the road. It's got near 300,000 miles on it.
    • CommentTimeMar 27th 2012
    I'm sorry that every now and then I have to get all cutesy about Alan, BUT...

    So when I visited in January one of the things we did together was make a Cranberry Raspberry Stout homebrew. His recipe (though I made some suggestions while we were making it). In truth, it was actually one of the highlights of the week for me and a pretty romantic "date" for the two of us. I felt like we got a lot more closer because of it.

    So over the weekend Alan visited and brought a bunch of bottles over and last night I was finally able to try some of it! INCREDIBLY tasty! Glad we went with real fruit and not extract syrup because MAN, you can tell the difference. Alan describes the flavour as Chocolate Cranberry where I say it's more like Chocolate Raspberry. Either way, it's freakin' good!

    So yeah, cute moment, I felt.
    • CommentTimeMar 27th 2012
    Today has been an absolutely beautiful day in Edinburgh, during which I ogled females and the bits they were putting on display, went to an audition for a student film, had the year's first ice cream with wifeyface, took Cthulhu (my black and white cat. The other one's name is Vera, after Firefly. And she is ginger.) to the vet for his final round of shots so they can go outside in a week's time, and got the student film I auditioned for!

    This means I'll have five student films under my belt so far this year once they're shot and edited, which should be plenty for a show reel. I even get to be killed twice and ride a horse!

    Still no paid work this year, but hey. This is what good starts are made of.
  3.  (10533.58)
    The past week I learned how to make french toast.
    I proceeded to glut myself on the stuff, and all was well.
    I blame my co-workers for reminding me french toast existed. :)
  4.  (10533.59)
    To balance out the bile I just vomited on the 24 hour vent thread:

    I'm finally watching Blake's 7, only halfway through the first season, and it's AWESOME. Especially Servalan. Unf.

    (spoilers of a sort)

    I'm dog sitting for my best friend in my quaint home town, and it's exactly what I need right now. Stars and trees and air! Walking the dogs this afternoon I heard no cars, only twittering bids, woodpeckers hammering away, hawks screeching, and a chain saw in the distance. Aaaaaah. AND I have a car to use.

    Yesterday one of the dogs got free and caught a full grown doe. It was exciting. I had to chase the deer away, limping on it's chewed up bleeding leg.

    Walking the dogs has inspired me to start exercising again, and though I'm starting slow, I'm feeling productive and physically improved! Yay!
  5.  (10533.60)
    Today is RUBY DAY.

    I'm taking my three year old out, probably round Portsmouth Harbour on a boat tour, as she really wants to go on a boat again. Yay.