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:: 3.29.2004 ::

Since last monday I:

... met with five firms in the NYC area looking for jobs. On average, they went well, but that also means that none of them offered me a job. Now will come the finesse work of convincing them they need to hire me. This will be difficult and arduous, but hopefully it will happen sooner than later.

... read many many graphic novels. They are good.

... saw many of the beautiful sights of NYC, saw a lot of good people and enjoyed many many fine meals. If I lived out there, my biggest problem would be making my meager salary stretch to cover all the things I would want to do and see. But the biggest thing to remember is that walking is the true way to travel in a city as such and never underestimate the value of a comfortable pair of shoes.

... finally came back to the little apple and some more pressing financial woes.

... watched the movie The Court Jester and laughed my ass off.

... glued ass back on in studio today.

... backed my car into my neighbor's dad's denali. Don't worry, it's all just surface damage, to the paint and such. Oh yeah, that's the most expensive thing to fix. I hate cars - I miss my M-train.

So that catches everyone up on where I have been adn what I have done, in a big lump sum, not so much in the daily way that I had planned on telling everyone everything. I'd like to thank two wonderful hosts, you know who you are, and the five boroughs for hosting me on such a wonderful week.

I need to catch up with: 1, 2, 3, 4... people this week. If I don't, may my testicles be crushed by a enraged monkey. There, now I'm motivated.

And in a bit of introspection that I will make public (and thus outrospection?) I made the following list of goals and ideals to achieve in my last two months of school (actual list was made in my sketchbook in the Brooklyn Botanical Garden sitting under wonderful specimen of an American Planetree):

... Decrease stress - no more smoking, chewing gum, or chewing on my tongue. Focus on other physical outlets.

... Increase productivity time - set weekly goals for my studio project, daily goals for my acting class. Work longer hours in the evening and cluster activities.

... Increase personal time - run when I get up (energize with activity), read when I go to bed (calm with relaxation). Again, cluster activites.

... Eat three good meals each day. Decrease snacking.

... Drink more water.

Lesson learned this week: I am not afraid of New York. In reality, as I come back to the slow, stupid bliss of Manhattan, Kansas, I ought to be afraid of what New York can change within me.

Fortunately, there is always bowling.

"Well there's no more food on the table. What was strong, no longer able; and an open mind, no longer stable; and it spin like a DJ's turntable..."

:: Freddy F. at 1:15 AM [+] ::
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