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You know, sometimes I think we forget about those that mean the most to us. Then, even if we don’t, there is still a certain expectation. We like to have friends say nice things to us, to back us up, to build us up. At the same time though, that’s why they are our friend, we expect a certain amount of that from them I think. Same from family. When they say and do nice things, we take it differently, as if they are fulfilling an unspoken obligation.

I have a friend online, never met in person, but we talk a whole lot. We were discussing relationships and such last night, and she said something that was so profoundly complimentary that it has taken me completely by surprise. I never expected it, she’s not a friend like other friends, and I think what made it even more important is that she doesn’t even know me in person. She said that knowing that there is a guy like me out there gives her hope. I don’t know if it’s because I don’t really know her, or maybe because I know her just a little, or what, but that comment meant more to me than if it had come from probably anywhere else. I mean, how cool is it to have someone tell you that? Especially if you’re like me and a little frustrated with being single anyway. I thought about it later that night, and more today and realized what a statement that was, even if it was small for her to say, it was big to me. She knows who she is, and I’ve already let her know how much that meant to me.

It makes me stop and pause too. It makes me think of what I could do for the people I know. My close friends and passing acquaintences and chat buddies alike.

I got my new cell phone today. I had to change numbers though. Amazon couldn’t get my old number ported over to Cingular Dammit. Oh well, no real big deal. If you want to know the number and I missed you on the mass email I sent, just let me know and I’ll make sure you get hooked up. You know you wanna talk to me anyway.

Yeah, it’s very true, I should be. Instead I added a song to my profile. I already want to change it though. Which by the time you read this, I probably will have.

I have decided to change plans a little. I was gonna get a membership at the Y and start lifting a few times a week there. I decided it’d be better to buy my own weights and do that, and instead get a membership at the dojo uptown and take Genbu-kai classes. I like this idea better, as that would be a better overall workout for me, plus I could work on some of my flexibility issues in my hamstrings. Stupid muscles, who needs ‘em anyway?

So I ate for free today, it was great. I got to have lunch with the OIS department on campus today since I’ll be starting there soon, so I got a big buffet lunch, and me and Travis stayed late at work to help pull crap down for the trade show, and we got pizza. Also free T-shirts. And some bag thing that’ll work well as a camera bag. We found boxes of old promo stuff.

I need to pick up a new TV show on DVD that I can pop in the computer while I eat and get ready in the morning. Any ideas? I was thinking Dead Like Me, or Quantum Leap maybe. Firefly‘d be good, but there’s only 13 eps. I’d like something with a little more longevity to it. There’s so much out there, and so many series that were alright, but not really worth owning. Ya dig? Man…I really suck at life.

I added a song to my profile.

I’m sorry.

Don’t you love when the blog title is little more than a piece of some random thought completely unconnected to the blog itself? Great, no?

So there’s this game on the PS1, right? It apparently sucks, but has a certain draw nonetheless. It’s called Irritating Stick. I shit you not, the game is about running a stick charged with 100,000 volts through a maze. The best part is that it’s based on a Japanese TV show. How can you not want to see this show? Okay, if you’ve never seen Japanese game shows, go watch this and this. That should give you an idea of how much potential an idea like an irritating, electrically charged stick and mazes can have.

Rory picked up Katamari yesterday. While the graphics look like a port of the PS1 (it’s a PS2 game), it does have a fairly addictive quality. So much that it might have sold me on getting a PSP so that I can play Me and My Katamari. We’ll see, I’ll wait for PSP prices to drop first, but that and Lumines have got me wanting to get one. Sorry Nintendo, I guess you just didn’t catch me enough with the DS (though I admit the DS Lite is pretty slick and they are not necessarily short on good game titles). I’ll keep the GBA for a while, maybe pick up FFIV for it. Otherwise it looks like I’ll jump ship to Sony.

The Command & Conquer first decade pack is out. I want it. Bad. Command & Conquer is one of the best game franchises ever in my opinion, and this takes every game and puts it into one package. I have wasted a lot of time with those games. But the older versions don’t work on XP (till now), and the newer versions I have lack a certain…legal….quality? Yeah….moving on. It reminds me of how Blizzard is still milking the Starcraft franchise after how many years? And they don’t even have any sequels, just an expansion. But you can still buy it brand new with Brood War for $20.

I’ll also mention that I finally ordered a new cell phone and am switching providers. Getting a Razr with cingular. I don’t care if it’s the phone everyone is getting, I like it. It’s hard for me to find a flip phone I like, I’m picky, so I got it. Should be here Tuesday. Now, how much of a bitch will it be to get my number ported to the new phone I wonder. Mine with Sprint doesn’t have the handy SIM card or anything I can swap out real fast. I have a feeling I’ll be in for a headache. But not as much of one as I get when I can never get calls out because the Spint network is busy, or calls don’t come through to my phone, and people aren’t sent to my voicemail. Bye Sprint.

So I have been holding off on this blog for a long while now. I felt I would be doing a disservice by writing about an issue that hadn’t actually come to a final conclusion. As it stands, some things are now, officially, final.

As of yesterday, I put in my two weeks notice at my current job. I feel a little bad about it, especially because we’re preparing for a show, and because they made a fairly gracious attempt to keep me. My boss was clearly disappointed, but understood my reasoning. Friday I was offered a position with KRPS. I had accepted it as of Wednesday. Then today came. What a difference a day makes, huh? OIS contacted me and officially offered me the position there working with there web development team. $10,000 more, better hours, a fun group of people, what more could I ask for? So, sadly, I had to turn down KRPS at the last minute. I love radio, but the hours just weren’t as good and the pay was a substantial chunk less than OIS.

So it is done. I have finalized my end date at April 5th, and will start my new job the 10th. I am thrilled and excited, and haven’t felt this good about the future for some time. Stress has been relieved, I feel refreshed. It really came down to the wire. Among other things I can remain devoted to the theatre and to getting my Masters, all while making a good wage. I think this could possibly be the best day of my life.

The Crucible is done and gone. It went fairly okay. Glad to be through it, mostly because if I had to listen to that long ass Miller dialogue one more night I might have had to develop a new form of caffine to keep me awake. And I bought way too much food for the cast party I held.

Anyway, that’s my story. Pretty happy ending, huh?

Ain’t it the truth though? Yeah, the writing has gotten fewer and farther between lately, I know. It’s been…busy…yeah wow. So The Crucible is coming along. It opens next week, so once that’s over, I’ll have some time back to myself once again. I’ve already been asked to tryout for The Music Man. I declined, for my obvious no-more-acting reason, so I got asked to be stage manager instead. I’ll probably do that. I’m also gonna have one of the cast parties here next week. Finally get to break my place in a little. Plus it gives me a reason to really clean it up spotless finally. And be sociable. I just hope the weather is nice so I can open up the house to the yard and patio.

I have decided that once this play is over, I’m gonna start going to the Y a few times a week. Start lifting and weight training. With it getting nicer, I need to consider getting back into top shape. Lift weights and ride my bike. That’ll be my new routine. Apparently a month membership at the Y isn’t too expensive, so I figure that’ll be the best bet till I can pick up a bench and some weights at an auction or something. Define self-improvement. I just figure it will help me out and make me feel better all over. Pick me up a little.

I’m finally getting a couch! I have to rearrange my living room though, not sure just what to do about that yet. Also, what are used couches going for these days? I need to make an offer on it, but I don’t know what would be fair? I will finally have more than 3 places to sit in my house. People can come over and be comfortable.

So I finally came in to some fairly awesome, fairly major job news. A couple days ago, out of no where I got a call about the radio job I applied for clear back in September. I now have an interview Thursday for it. It’s a 4 hour interview and lunch apparently. I can only guess that it’s because they are pretty well interested in me. Why else spend the time and money on the interview after so much time? But wait, there’s more. Today I get a call from another job I applied for and I’ll be interviewing for it on Tuesday. Looks like my hand is gonna get forced a little. Obviously I want to figure which is the better deal (assuming both make offers). But also timing could be an issue, if one wants me on the spot, and the other wants time to think and such. Should prove interesting to see how it all pans out. One thing I am pretty certain of: change is in the air. I knew 2006 was gonna be a good year. Here’s the start.

Sure, I’m tired, but I feel pretty awesome. The energy quality is picking up, some good strong positive flows I think.