Monday, January 11, 2010

Everyday is Like Sunday...

I haven't updated the blog nearly as often as I'd like. I looked up the site today and saw an advertisement for KFC, so I turned off the ads. What the hell was I thinking?

The weekend's been a whirlwind of excitement, with tons more going on for work. I've been feeling stress in abundance, but I think I've taken three things over the past few days that have really helped put things in perspective.

1. The new iMac rules. I've been pretty excited to do a lot more with my computer after I finally bought one that works. It's pretty exciting. It's helping me play music more often, write more often, watch more movies, and hopefully take better advantage of my time.

2. Planning your day around a sports game is rough in winter. The past week in sports has been verging on nightmarish, especially since the EPL and related tournaments have been in total havoc. Two Villa matches were canceled this week including a league game and the Carling Cup semi-final. They were both televised, so I was excited to see 'em. No football at all this weekend other than watching the Blues draw United at St. Andrew's. I caught a bit of the AC Milan v Juventus match, but didn't watch all of it. So football was canceled due to weather. And that doesn't even compare to the horror of the shooting on the Togo team bus at the Cup of Nations in Africa.

3. Punk music still rules. A few days ago, while riding the train home from work, I got the urge to put on Murder City Devils and listened to Thelema and In Name and Blood. When those were over, I made a point to listen to more of the music I missed--Fucked Up, Pissed Jeans, Converge, The Wipers, Coral Fang by The Distillers...I love punk music.

I have a big presentation for work tomorrow (and another application I'd like to hand in tonight), a few things to do around the house and a test to study for. In the meantime, I have to include three personal goals in the presentation for work. The final goal is releasing new music by the end of 2010. Punk rules.