:: The Blurst of Times ::

:: 6.23.2004 ::

Spinnign my wheels, man.

Have you ever been pedaling your bike up a big fat hill, really straining to make it up quick, really fighting gravity, then suddenly there is no friction, no resistance, and the chain broke? Or maybe you were driving your car around and went to throw it into third and really floor it, only to find it slipped into neutral so your cranking it clear up to 8k rpm's and slowing down?

That's how I'm feeling right now. I spent five years busting my hump to really get ahead and now I just gotta chill for a bit. It sucks - I'd rather be swamped again. Granted, I've gotten a lot of things done that I wanted/needed to, but now I just feel like I'm waiting for everyone to catch up to me so I can go on. "C'mon people! Give me a starting date! Give me some more stuff to organize or grade! Give me a call back so I can keep working on your yard!" I guess there are comparable feelings in others, but it's really grinding on me.

So in the meantime, I apologize if there isn't much going on here at the home of Flextimer, but frankly, we're just living in a big sleepy town at the moment.

In better news, I'm bringing back the phrase "Smell ya later."

"I don't want to be like other adults because they've already died. Mean and condescending, fossilized..."
:: Freddy F. at 5:22 PM [+] ::
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Alright, so what have I done in the last couple days to keep busy while I [impatiently] wait to get my official job notice in the mail?

Well, I read Now, Discover Your Strengths and took the subsequent test to determine my "inherent" strengths. I seem to have some good potential in those strengths I have, but really none of it was suprising. I'm mean c'mon - what kind of test do you have to take to find out that I enjoy organization.

Spent a little time at my favorite watering hole. Heard the famous line "Dude, I'm starting this fucking punk rock fucking email group - give me your fucking email address and I'm going start this shit" no less than twice. I'm beginning to think that J might not own a computer or even fully understand what an email address is.

I searched for an apartment in Ann Arbor via the "web." I think I have some good leads, I just need to follow them up. Or if anyone out there knows a cousin or buddy who's got a sweet place downtown that he gets for dirt cheap and he wants to move out, let me know.

Did a little wrenching on the blog, cleaned up some dead links, added the comments, dusted the whole thing off a bit. I feel it's ready to take me into the next phase of life.

Made a great audio-battle CD: Old 97's Too Far to Care vs. The Rentals' Return of the Rentals. Smokin'. For crying out loud, My Summer Girl is a freakin five/four count (I think)! I can hardly bob my head to it without getting confused.

Found this site. Pretty fucking rad.

I tried to re-find the Last Sane Nebraskan. Remember that kid from last year. Man, that kid was crackers. Instead I found this which was pretty random. But, if that kid kept fucking things up like he was, maybe this is what became of him... wait, I found it here. Doesn't look like he's been talking for a while. Dammit. That was always good for some laughs. Maybe I'll try to call him again.

And I stumbled onto this guy's website. You remember him? Yeah, crazy. Just random searching. This guy was my best friend until sixth grade. Couldn't find anything more recent - anyone going to a five-year class reunion that might be able to shed some light?

"You believe in cards, and you believe in signs, and I'll be leavin' soon..."


:: Freddy F. at 9:45 AM [+] ::
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Blog: updated.

A new look? Not really, just a little tweaking here and there.

Want to comment? Now you can.

"... speaks in tongues and sarcasms, to me it's plain, to you, absurd..."
:: Freddy F. at 6:56 PM [+] ::
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Entering the ranks of the employed. I got the 'unofficial' offer yesterday from one of the studio directors over the phone - he says the 'official' offer will be in my mailbox today or monday. So today, instead of being a 'work on a landscape design for a 3.5 acre residence' day, has now become a 'pour over the employee benefits package and try to figure out just what the hell 'impute income' is' day.

Because of this big news, the following discussion topics will be omitted until they prove further relevance:
- Airplane flights
- The City of ann Arbor
- Chiggers and their subsequent infestations
- Beheading
- Weblog format changes

"Big wheel keep on turnin', proud Mary keep on burnin'..."
:: Freddy F. at 1:23 PM [+] ::
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Somewhere Between Limbo and a Slippery Slope...

... I frantically pull a finished portfolio together to go to Ann Arbor on 24-hours notice.
... I wish I could thank everyone for making last weekend a good ol' time.
... I try to coordinate a million different directions into a single event, on a single Sunday.
... I wish I could call (and call-back) everyone I want to talk to but have to only swear that it will happen in the next week.
... I hope beyond all hope that I will make the best possible decisions regarding my future in the next week.
... I wonder why, in the midst of the rainiest June since god-knows-when, in the midst of a month where I will likely put 2000+ miles on my car, my windshield wipers decide not to work anymore.
... I plan the redesign of all my forms of communication, including but not limited to: this weblog, email, telephone, and mail.
... I manage not to get in the way of the massive number of wasps that have taken residence in my studio.
... I still have not gotten groceries, despite being out of "the essentials" for over a week.
... I cannot figure out how that a-hole ever got to be president.

"I'm breaking through, I'm bending spoons, I'm keeping flowers in full bloom..."
:: Freddy F. at 9:32 AM [+] ::
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I got nothin' to say. Just tired of looking at that last post everyday.

I went to a bar last night just to drink. Sounds wierd, eh? Didn't know if I'd know anyone there, didn't go to see anyone in particular or hang with friends. Just went to a bar to have a couple beers and a couple smokes. Ended up watching the Daily Show and Tough Crowd with no volume. I was no less bored when I left than I was when I went.

Even cavement probably had someplace comfortable to sit.

PS: The ship in New York has, for all practical purposes, sank. I never really should have hoped.

"Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend..."
:: Freddy F. at 9:26 AM [+] ::
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Something has gone horribly awry!!

I can't stand listening to college radio!! WTF?! I used to think college radio was the best thing since air and now, I listen for fifteen minutes, feel like I've heard the same song five times, and just have to shut it off. Thus I have silence in my life for hours on end. It's a little wierd, but I become very aware of the noises outside, like the air conditioners coming on and kids splashing in the pool. But now, college radio has let me down (surely I'm not just too old for it?!). The only good part was when they played a Rancid song and a Transplants song back to back - then, nothing but crap.

Nothing makes me appreciate my own music collection more than my restricted access to it. Maybe it will be the same way with TV...

In other news:

No, that's for another day.

"This place was never the same again, after you came and went..."
:: Freddy F. at 9:52 AM [+] ::
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