I had a little bit of a breakdown this evening. Nothing major, just a month (year?) or two worth of stress came crashing down when I least expected it. A lot of shit’s been happening lately, and well, I saw this coming, but didn’t know when exactly. Did you expect me to?
Too much stuff piled up too fast. I thought I could handle it, but really, I couldn’t. It wasn’t that I was busy, or that I had too much going on; I was just thinking too much. Too much was running through my head on a day-to-day basis I couldn’t keep my sanity any longer. I broke down.
I’m in the process of repairing myself. It’s hard to describe now, but I’m going to be doing some changing (regarding myself) in the next little while. Though it hasn’t surfaced as a physical plan (or physical reality) yet, my mind is racing once again, trying to improve my situation and myself. Things will be different; things will get better; I will survive.
Hooray for Amazon.ca. I bought the first five trade paperbacks of Transmetropolitan for around 60$, and they came in two days with no shipping fees. Pretty good deal, no?
Well, it's lukewarm news by now, but Stephen Colbert is running for president.
And I don't like it one bit.
Why? Because the people who are going to be voting for him are the people that only get politics information from his show: college students who think it's just downright hilarious that Colbert's running, and that he'll actually be a good leader.
I don't doubt the man's intelligence or capacity to be funny; he has stage presence and can speak well. However, these do not make a complete and well-rounded head of country, which America needs desperately right now.
Stephen Colbert's doing this for the laughs. He's doing this for the publicity. He is doing this not necessarily to take advantage of his viewers, but to possibly show them what they really be doing: paying attention to politics, researching who represents their issues the best, and voting accordingly. He's teaching Americans to be just that: responsible Americans.
God help him.
So, Southern California's having a bit of trouble with some fires. I was doing some random browsing and came across this little mini-article.
October 22, 2007, Poway, California, USA_Scripps Ranch resident MICHAEL DOERING used a burned out watering can to scoop water from a swimming pool. Doering traveled to this Maderas neighborhood to help put out small spot fires along the 17000 block of Butterfield Trail. He did not know any of the residents, but wanted to help after having gone through the Cedar Fire himself. This fire began as the Witch Creek Fire and has steadily spread westward from Ramona. Mandatory Credit: photo by Scott Linnett/San Diego Union-Tribune/Zuma Press. copyright 2007 San Diego Union-Tribune
I finally saw Transformers last night.
Really, all I can say is that I went into a fit of nerdism. Giddyness, prominent shouting of "FUCK YEAH!" along with fist pumping of the "rock on" sign said all that needed to be said about how I actually found the movie. I group up with those toys; they'll always have a special place in my heart.
I long for a grand adventure; something life-changing that will make me re-think my position in life. Right now things are kind of dull, and I'd love for something to pop up, taking me along with it.
But alas, life isn't a movie. I guess all I can do is play my guitar, keep writing and go out, hoping that fate decides to smile on me.
It's been a hectic 48 hours.
On a whim, I decided I would start a group blog with random people. It was to be a test of my writing, organization and leadership skills.
And this is what the end result is: Nerd Rage Report. I've got about 20 people writing about comics, cartoons, and whatever makes nerds like me smile. So here I am, writing about things that I enjoy, like usual.
If you're into the types of things I described, give it a look. Can't hurt, right?
I need some tylenol.
My head hurts.
I really think it's because of Portal. Gravity defying physics and a portal gun do NOT go well together.
Ugh. It's fun though. It's making me think in different ways, which is good (I guess?).
I really need something to do during the week. All this time with nothing to do is getting to me.
So, I haven't written for nearly a week. I feel like a bit of a schmuck.
The Orange Box came out, and I'm looking to purchase/play it whenever I can find a place that has a copy of it. I'm looking to get some time with Team Fortress 2. I've heard good things.
I'm also not feeling very well all of a sudden. I promise I'll make a "real" post soon, but geez, I just need to get to bed at the moment.
Thanksgiving is like any other holiday in my family:
My grandpa rambles nonsensically, especially if you mention Wal-mart
He babbles to my great-aunt in Armenian, which none of the rest of the family knows.
We eat, my brother leaves the table because he doesn't socialize.
The family pretty much goes and does their own thing for the rest of the night.
Woo.
Hoo.
On the plus side, food is good. :)
Does anyone else but me notice the obscene amount of telemarketing that's been going on lately? It must be the election, or some other reason that possesses people to call at all hours of the day (or night, for that matter). Every time I hear that dreaded long-distance ringtone, I have two choices: I can let it ring (driving me insane), or I can pick it up and hang up immediately, which merely puts a bandage on the problem, ripping it off the next time the phone rings. Joy.
It's sort of insulting that most of these callers are pre-recorded. It's gotten to the point where you can't even hang up to a person's face anymore.
I was prepared to write out a long and drawn-out post about how amazing the Beatles were, and how they can never be replicated, but I realized it's been said about ten thousand different ways by now, and that I can't possibly say anything that hasn't been said. My opinion (in short) on the subject is that they were music at its purest. For some reason I feel a connection every time I listen to a Beatles record that I don't feel with anyone else. Weird.
I think I'm starting an unhealthy addiction to Tetris. Is it weird that I can clear 200-ish lines in 15-25 minutes? Damn blocks will be the death of me. For some reason I don't mind the "s' or "z' pieces as much as everyone else; they're stackable, and fit nicely in tight corners. I think I'm delving too deep into this.
I decided I was going to post my opinion on Halo 3, as I've spent a fair amount of time on it now, but some Australian does it a lot better with this video:
Pretty much everything Yahtzee speedily says in this video is true: Halo is neither good nor bad: it's average. The single player campaign deviates between a horrorsome (the Flood) and humourous (the Grunts) opponent, and has has trouble keeping a consistent difficulty. All in all, it's a good game, but not as good as Bioshock.
There you have it :).
So I started playing my guitar again after maybe a couple years of neglect, and really, I'm having way more fun than I ever have. I think it has to do with me actually learning songs I enjoy, rather than songs I'd never listen to otherwise. My fingers have started to callous, so that's always a good sign.
A friend of mine introduced me to his webcomic the other week, and I'm getting around to actually reading it. It's good stuff. I recommend it.
Senator's opener tomorrow! The Leafs can suck it.
