why I haven't been blogging;

I wish I could tell you I have been falling in love, or involved in something spicy. I wish I could even tell you I had been studying. But as a blogger, I'm sworn to the truth!

My computer broke, and Apple repaired it promptly... just not promptly enough to keep me from busying up my life with other things. So I've been poking around doing those other things, and not blogging them, because they aren't actually interesting.
The only real points of interest in my life these days are the "mystery" (as always, soon to be resolved), and the kanji kentei coming up next weekend. I meant to be ready for level three, but now I'll be rushing to even make level four a safe bet. Both of these points require a bit of nose-to-the-grindstoning that I'm not doing like I should.

Although I haven't been able to make myself feel excited, or even a little interested, next week really is the final showdown for both. more news about it when I feel like sharing.

stakes is medium.

Still in limbo on "the mysterious mystery of the undivulgeable thing". As this goes on, I'm getting a little moody. Despite the fact that today was a day without a minute's struggle or hassle, I convinced myself that I was indeed being shat upon left and right.
It's amazing how slow people walk up/down the stairs in front of you, how often people congregate in bottlenecks, and how often people make mistakes at the ticket gates on days like this.

Actually, to say it was without struggle is an outright lie. I had a couple of unpleasant things to do at work today, and more overtime than I really wanted, but everything went so smoothly that I feel like an oaf for being so grumpy straight through.

I realize these days why I never tried to do anything big and worth doing in the past.

a long while.

I'm sorry ya'll. It's been a long long time since I wrote anything worth reading. I've just posted a couple things here and there, always either cryptic or lazy.

It's a bummer to admit, but I think I'm a pretty boring person lately. Work, work, work, and I've lost sight of any "big goals". The small goals, are going swimmingly, but I'm not doing anything actually constructive. In fact, I'm so UNconstructive that I don't even have anything worth writing about (save that mysterious thing).
At the same time, I'm like an overheated economy, somehow too energetic to sleep, too busy too cook, and too oriented toward the short short term to think about the future after July. After Friday, perhaps?

am I still good with computers?

I think my mac may have made me a "computer dummy". Though that's clearly a bad thing, it's for a good reason. I never really find the need to get aggressive about solving problems, or finding one-off solutions. I just do what it is I need to do.

There is a mountain of snow, across the big glen. We have a castle. Enclosed, there is a fountain. Out of the fountain flows gold into a huge hand.

I ran 10k in 4407 and got my groove back.

the temple eats children and adults.

a screen capture from "the mormons", an overly kind portrayal of mormon life.

Tomorrow, some things will be clear. But I have a sneaking suspicion that not everything will be. Until most of them are, I get to keep my mystery mysterious.

dan deacon = good. spank rock = good. my new suit = pretty good. today's workout = pretty good. tonights dinner = good. lupicia caramele tea, without cream = pretty good.
it's like that.

how far is it to brooklyn?

I think I should be happy that my mind is racing with mostly good, partly uncertain stuff, but I can't help thinking that some sleep would be nice too. Clarity/resolution to arrive in trickles
beginning Monday.
Expect me to be either more excited and less able to sleep, or disappointed and equally unable to sleep.

Drugs?

takin' it to the streets

Today I ran around the imperial palace twice, for a total of 10k, and I managed it in somewhere near 47 minutes. I don't own a watch, so I couldn't tell the seconds.
What's neat about this is that the course is not flat, and I thought that I would be set back several minutes by the grade, but it looks like I am only 2 minutes shy of my goal, even in the "real", non-treadmill world.

Also, when I wrote yesterday that I "thought" something very big was happening, I misspoke... rather, something very big is very likely to happen in the next few days. I just can't divulge that here right now.
(It's a cool feeling to have stuff "I can't divulge")

can't sleep, crossing rubicon.

I think something very big is happening... my body certainly thinks so, as I find myself in the middle of my second consecutive sleepless night.

i don't know if you heard, but...

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47:07

That's how long it took me to run 10k tonight. that leaves just another 127 seconds to peel off, and I will have accomplished goal number 2 for the year. as they say in the USA, "U-S-A, U-S-A, U-S-A!"

Whereas my running goal is just another 5% bump away, the benchpress one is not progressing quite apace. I'm probably about 35% shy on that one right now. Project Fleischfresser marches on.

btw, dinner = strawberries FTW

sensititve

mosquitos are here.
I've just been bitten 3 times by one, and I'm coming to realize that I'm a bit oversensitive to these things. the bite on my finger for instance has my whole finger swollen and discolored, and an area of skin extending about halfway up my forearm in a direct line itchy, and splotchy red and white. I also feel really nervous an shaky whenever I get bit, in a way I don't think is directly related directly to the itching. It's like I've had a hell of a lot of caffeine. I can't sit still, I can't focus my thoughts, and I sure as hell can't sleep.
I guess its time to some up with some further line of defense.