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Spiritually, I just feel drained. "God, help me, help me, help me. Thank you, thank you, thank you," is about the extent of what I can mutter. Coming to California has not killed the feeling of being left behind that originated when I deferred from Emerson College. Hearing talk of finals and graduation plans by friends just brings those thoughts back to the forefront of my mind. The lack of noticeable progress, even if the progress is forced upon me by a public education institution, kills my spirit. I totally understand why some people are professional academics. You can always look back to the beginning of a semester and observe how much your mind has expanded since then. What do I want for Christmas? The pressure of school, tight work deadlines, and strenuous community activities. Dear routine, I miss thee.
In boring life news, I went shopping for warm clothing last night because VA is cold. GAP is one of the few clothing companies that make pants correctly. Putting personal issues aside (annoying salespeople bombarding me every two minutes with, "Can I help you?" and GAP not choosing me for its "real people" ad campaign), I walked away $80 more poor with two warm clothing combos. The jeans I found online and wanted to try were not available at the store.
Thanks to Your Mac Life, I will be going to Macworld Expo San Francisco 2003 in platinum style! I amused Shawn with my sob story and won his show’s Expo Pass Giveaway. No longer will I be confined to the show floor. Keynote? I am there in V.I.P. seating. Pro and other learning conferences? I am all of them. Closed doors? I am behind them.
Have a kick-ass, much-better-than-today-day tomorrow.
Adam (11/18/2002)
A storm with strong wind gusts and heavy rain left 1800+ homes in San Diego without power for over twelve hours Monday night, Tuesday morning and a few more hours again Tuesday afternoon. Not good. My to-do list keeps growing as I prepare for my departure on Monday and the lack of electricity does not stunt the growth of the list. My lame Tripp Lite uninterruptible power source does not help my productivity either, especially when its advertised eight minutes of battery backup is actually ten seconds and I therefore lose unsaved data. As a switcher to Mac OS X, I no longer hover my left hand on the keyboard shortcut for "save" as I did in Windows. Maybe I should until the storm fully clears the coast.
I ordered most of my Christmas gifts from Amazon.com last week and my order has not yet shipped. To prevent a lack of giving on my behalf at Christmas, I rerouted my purchase to Rachel. My presents may be late, but at least they will be presented.
When I was purchasing airline tickets for my trip to Macworld Expo, I selected 8:15 PM instead of 8:15 AM for my departure time. This mistake cost me $50. Special thanks to Adam Nolley for brining my error to my attention. I certainly do not want to be traveling through Oakland at night!
My application to my uncle’s credit union was refused because I am not immediate family, even though I received permission to join via telephone before applying. The application went back to the credit union after another telephone call. I just want to deposit a few thousand dollars of income and have it available to me at any ATM. My uncle proclaimed his reasoning: this world just does not work for me like it does for everyone else. Even the most simple tasks convolute into intricate problems. Maybe the combination of the ides of December, the full moon, and Friday the 13th ganged up on me. Maybe God just likes to keep my life humorous.
Does YOUR butt deserve its own island, too???
Rianna when referring to my wishing I had my own song entitled Jeremy From the Block (12/03/2002)
It’s not fair. Rianna is so much more quotable than me. Damn her and her quotability.
Adam joking (12/03/2002)
I WISH I WAS QUOTED BUT I NEVER AM! SCREW YOU RIANNA.
Rachel joking (12/16/2002)
There’s Nothing Like the Real Thing
The weekend trip to Disneyland "away from it all" proved worthwhile beyond attractions and thrill rides. So many thoughts are flooding through my mind right now that I have trouble organizing them simply to journal. Rarely am I at a loss for words. Rarely am I not able to manage everything in my life confidently. Rarely do I feel overwhelmed. Rarely do I use the word rarely so much.
The decision to come to California was accompanied by several personal short-term goals. With much disparagement, I admit that most of these goals of self-improvement have not been achieved. With must ambition, I accept that radical changes must be made while my short-term goals are reevaluated. I need a job. I need people my age to interact with daily. I need routine. I need to be involved in something bigger than myself. I need to see gradual results.
The single most controversial solution is to go back east, whether that is to Tennessee with ZJAM or Virginia with Straight Street Blue Ridge. I am not at peace with either option yet, nor are the logistics for either option sorted.
We should go BOOK shopping, then we can debate about pissy subjects and sip coffee like we’ve actually earned the right to speculate on the deep questions of life.
Rianna on what we should do together when I return to Lynchburg for Christmas (12/02/2002)
Official news: I will be attending Macworld San Francisco 2003 in January! Just before conceding to not going, I found airfare less than $300 for my flights from VA (where I will be for Christmas) to Macworld and back to San Diego. Bryan from The Mac Observer helped me significantly in finding these flights. Shawn from Your Mac Life gave me a floor pass to the Expo. The guys from Mac Teens are splitting a hotel room with me and therefore bring my hotel costs to well within budget.
December 5, 2002, passed without any word from GAP. So do not be looking for me in any of its advertisements. The picture I sent to them even had the mad at the world sexy look. I prefer J. Crew anyway.
Friday night, Christy and I made dinner and desert for a few friends from church using all natural ingredients with low or no fat/carbohydrates. The menu was comprised of a bitter lettuce salad with raspberry vinaigrette, curly pasta with roasted tomatoes, sweet peas, broccoli, and sauteed mushrooms followed by frozen vanilla yogurt on brownies covered with hot fudge. Then we played Game Cube with her brother Patrick, watched The Nightmare Before Christmas, and The O’Reilly Factor. I highly recommend eating dinner at 9 PM with lots of laughter. The night concluded a fast-paced week nicely.
The San Diego Vinoskeys and I hiked up to Hilltop Community Park Saturday late-morning to participate in the Winter Wonderland. After sledding down the man-made, snow-covered hill, Cameron and Emily warned me about their possible snowball attack on me. Children in this area rarely see snow naturally. This was evident when Cameron and Emily’s snowball attack on me turned into every-kid-under-10′s snowball attack on me. I was pelted from every direction by little people with few opportunities to fight back. An hour never passed so quickly.
Looking on to the week ahead, I will hear from Emerson College soon on whether or not I am admitted to the Honors Program. Five applications to other universities will be completed if I am not admitted.
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