Today was nice. We took a drive up to Piermont, in New York. It’s this beautiful little town with beautiful Victorian homes that probably cost more than I’ve ever made in my entire life.
We had a nice lunch at a restaurant on the dock, watched an old couple feed the ducks, and headed back home.
I went to IKEA yesterday and built my perfect desk. I think this is the best desk I’ve ever had. I am most proud of the cable management system in the back which allows me we’ve all my cables in this mesh so they aren’t gangled into a lump of spaghetti behind my desk.
I guess this deserves a picture. Note the absence of cables underneath. If you click through to the Flickr photo page, I labeled everything.
And the cable organizer in the back, with cables all coiled and trundled out of view:
I haven’t been doing much in the city lately. I was supposed to hang out with Drew when he visited, but he completely flaked on me. That really struck a nerve. He apologized, but actions speak louder than words. I defriended him on Facebook. If he wasn’t going to see me, why even message me and mention it? Fuck flaky people.
My mom and I went to see Throne Of Blood a few days ago. It’s such a brilliant and haunting film, she was talking about it for days after we got back. It was my first time seeing a movie at the film Society of Lincoln Center’s Walter Reade theater, and it was very luxurious.
Also, I take this opportunity to bid farewell to my beard. It existed mostly out of laziness, but I realize now (as my beard is as long as it’s ever gotten) that it looks terrible.
RIP Beard.
June-July 2009.
I’m seeing the Junior Boys on Friday, but it just doesn’t seem real since the last show was canceled. I’m also going to see Bat for Lashes next month with Sebastian. I think I bought tickets for Hercules and Love Affair too.
Let’s see… what else? The kids are coming down this week, so my ability to get work done is going to be severely impaired. I have to work though. I’m growing a bit resentful of having to be partly responsible for looking after the kids, but I guess it’s better than my aunt and uncle losing their house (which is looking more likely than ever these days).
I don’t know if I mentioned it, but they were having this problem with their bathroom where they had a leak and had to redo a bunch of drywall and completely refit all of the tile and bathroom fixtures. A week after they completed the $8,000 job, it leaked again and destroyed the paint job. The Ghost of Grandpa is telling them to gtfo, but they cling to their dream of upward mobility.
I hope the kids don’t grow up being the poorest rich people in that area. Per Molly’s excellent suggestion, I’m going to show them the Story of Stuff. I had downloaded it exactly for that purpose, though one of the inherent problems of digital files is that they can just disappear.
They are going to be here for three days so I’m going to try to download some awesome interactive games (I hope they exist) for the computer. One would think that somebody would create games that exploit sound and visual feedback, but maybe I’m just being too optimistic. There probably isn’t much money in children’s games without the backing of Disney et al.
Not much going on on the dating scene. Patrick wants me to visit him in Oklahoma, but I just don’t have the money. I spent like $200 on this desk and some other furniture just this week. I still have to shell out for stuff for my dorm room, And my New MacBook Fund is completely empty.
I’m not wanting for much though. I have a perfect workstation, good speakers, canvases, paint, fiber-to-the-home, and the gym across the street. The problem is, the money goes right out the door as soon as it comes in. I guess it’s better to than not having any money at all, but still.
I’m also having a lot of trouble balancing my work time and my play time. When you telecommute, it’s really hard to get in that “I’m at work” mindset and not answer the phone and such. However, there is this awesome program called On The Job where you click it when you start and it records how long you work. If you answer the phone or wander off, a dialog pops up and tells you how long you’ve been idle and whether you want to deduct that time from your hours (if I had a snack attack) or to add it to your time and continue (if I was on a conference call or something).
Well, speaking of a snack attack, I should probably have lunch and get back to work.
Categories: Ennui