I guess the thought never occurs to us that people treat us the way we let them treat us. I've decided to grow more of a backbone. However I know that just being confrontational isn't going to help my work life go any smoother. I've also decided to that I need to chill out and not let things bug me as much. That last bit is news to me though.
I want to follow the trend that is sweeping the content creators I'm following. I want to be a better person starting in September. Although I let the first half of the month slide a little. I started it today. I also failed today when I snoozed this morning and was late leaving for work.
I can't really elaborate on this as another rule is that I go to bed at 10pm which is fast approaching. I'm also not supposed to be off the web after 9:30pm as to give myself a chance to get to bed on time. Again I'll elaborate later. Now I must proofread and go to bed.
Monday, September 15, 2014
Thursday, September 11, 2014
I'm not one of the cool kids
The last three months has brought too many situations where I'm excluded. I feel as though I am always hearing about things after the fact. I'm supposed to show up and do my part when I wasn't apart of the planning and had no say in how to best tackle the problem. In the worst possible way I feel like I'm in high school. Though it's not like my actual high school, more like the high school where Mean Girls takes place. There are the cool kids who decide what's best for the school and what my duties are. What is that about?
No one seems to understand why I am constantly frustrated. How about asking instead of telling me?
No one seems to understand why I am constantly frustrated. How about asking instead of telling me?
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Well this is uncomfortable.
I'm getting that strange feeling that I'm biting off more than I can chew. I don't like it. I'm not sure if it's self doubt or laziness or a genuine need to self preserve. It's adding to a list of things that has me questioning something about myself. What does it mean?
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Juice? No thanks.
I don't understand juicing. An entire day's portion of vegetables in one glass. A whole line of kitchen appliances to throw money at. Businesses revolving around extracting juice from veggies. Why? So you want to protein? Antioxidants? Maybe you want the vitamins. These are good things to have. Those being in your diet does make for a better you. If it's done in moderation and with exercise. There has to be a better way to get these things. A more natural way.
Oh that's right. It's called eating your vegetables. You get all the vitamins, antioxidants, and protein as you do from drinking it. And here's a freebie: you get an added bonus of fiber. What's that noise? Yey regularity.
Oh that's right. It's called eating your vegetables. You get all the vitamins, antioxidants, and protein as you do from drinking it. And here's a freebie: you get an added bonus of fiber. What's that noise? Yey regularity.
Monday, September 8, 2014
No.
Yesterday being hard carried on to today. I woke up this morning decided that I wasn't in the mood for this. At all. I think the precise thought was "no." I was five minutes away from calling in. Fortunately, being able to pay bills on time prevailed and I got up. I made it to work by the skin of my teeth. I even participated when I got there.
Trust me when I say I was happy to get home. I should strive to get more sleep. I think this may be the reason why being motivated has become so difficult. I may have to jump on the 30daytodo and get my life together.
Trust me when I say I was happy to get home. I should strive to get more sleep. I think this may be the reason why being motivated has become so difficult. I may have to jump on the 30daytodo and get my life together.
Sunday, September 7, 2014
I just want sleep
Today was hard. I don't know if it was the mixture lack of sleep and early rising or just poor living but I had a hard time working today. It usually isn't hard for me to get out of bed on Sundays. Today was not the case. The entire day I felt like I was slogging uphill. My boss looked as dead on his feet as I felt. Both of us desperately wanted to call it a day and close the store early. We didn't, for the record.
All day I wanted to post the same status:
What do you do when you're extra tired and just want to go home and get back in bed? You get to work.
All day I wanted to post the same status:
What do you do when you're extra tired and just want to go home and get back in bed? You get to work.
Thursday, September 4, 2014
Nickel Creek on stage. Saw it.
I got to experience the reunion tour of Nickel Creek. To summarize how it was without the fluff, it was awesome. To explain it with the fluff I have to start with the ticket purchase.
I heard about Nickel Creek getting back into the studio through Twitter. Then I promptly forgot about the tour that would be associated with the promotion of product of that studio time. Thanks to my second favorite form of entertainment, YouTube, I was reminded. I looked up the tour and saw that I had less than three weeks before there was a show. I tried to get my former roommate to come with me. He was after all the person who tried to introduce me to the band. I let him know that this was his chance. Having once told him that I would give the band a listen when I saw them live, them no longer being disbanded made it a joke on me.
The show was held in the beautiful Majestic Theater in downtown Dallas. I went alone. Turns out it was bad timing for my former roommate. My seat was just four rows back from the stage. Something that would have worried me as I was right under the wolfers but the sound carried well enough without the audio needing to be turned up too loud. I managed to have a good conversation with the ladies sitting on either side of me. They were both there alone as well and neither one from the area. Things started with Sarah Jarosz playing her set. During it I made a mental note to look into more of her work. She was rather good. Side note, she looks younger to me in person than she comes across through singing and videos. Her soulfully rounded voice didn't connect to the youthful face I saw on stage. Good nonetheless.
We waited a bit, though not as long as I expected, for Nickel Creek to get set up and come to the stage. I shall note that once again I attended a concert where I was not all that familiar with the music of the performer. I knew and am quite a fan of Chris Thile. I missed him the last time he came through town and decided to not make that mistake again. He seemed to talk more between set than when I saw him with the Punch Brothers. That may have been what encouraged the heckler. More on that later.
The lights lower and here come Sara, Sean and Chris plus a gentleman who played the bass. The audience cheered like a bunch of nuts. They jumped right into their set. There was a mixture of old versus new. Coming out of one song we were told that every word of it was true and that the same was true about the next tune. The next tune being an instrumental piece. Every word.
After wrapping up another song Chris launched into one of my most enjoyed parts of the night:
Chris: That last piece was a happy tune. It's safe to say this next piece isn't. Well, it's safe for me to say. Maybe not you guys. That's the advantage of knowing the set list. I can say it, you cannot. I can accurately say that the next song isn't a happy tune --
Heckler (from the balcony): I can't wait to hear it!
Sara (from out of nowhere): You may have to.
Audience: cheers wildly
Chris: Yeah, it's safe to say the next song isn't happy. Knowing the set list, sir, I can tell you that it may only agitate you. I know that about the next 3 minutes and 15 seconds... or 7 minutes if I keep talking. It's full of anger and doubt and actually may be perfect for you. You know what? I dedicate the next song to you, sir, in the balcony. I give you permission to let it all out. We can have a moment of silence just the two of us to start. Does a hushing motion to the laughing audience and then turns to the balcony and does a you-and-me gesture.
He stood there silently for a moment before launching You Don't Know What's Going On. It was awesome. They were back lit with red lights and Chris played his mandolin so hard I wondered how long before he needed to refinish the instrument. Nuggets of joy like that continued. Chris later let us in on the reason Nickel Creek took a six and a half year break. They simply ran out of names for instrumental songs.
The show was incredible. I got a new appreciation for Hayloft. Destination is one of my new favorite songs. In the true form that these guys are incredible performers they left us with the greatest performance of Where is Love Now. Due to the acoustics of the Majestic being what they are the four of them unplugged for the final song. They came to the front of the stage. There were simple white light beams pointed at the ceiling. They started to play. I thought for sure they were going to do an instrumental and was surprised when Sara lowered her fiddle and started to sing. My wonderment peaked as her beautiful, lilting voice rang out in the quiet auditorium. I was carried through to the end with my mouth open in awe. It was one of the many times when music left me with the desire to hold myself. I felt as though I needed to keep my heart from flying away. As they sang and played the lights slowly lowered from pointing up to at the audience. Slowly swallowing Sara, Sean, Chris and the bassist in the light until it completely engulfed them. The last few notes rang out and the lights faded to black. There was a moment of silence where I heard a man a row behind me whisper what was on my mind. A simple, "wow." At that moment I knew I wasn't alone in being haunted by that performance.
The show was incredible. Funny, entertaining and filled with the stirrings that make music seem human. I had butterflies in my stomach throughout the show and loved every minute of it. Even the heckler because we were laughing at his expense at the end. (Something I completely condone when someone is senselessly rude to performers and fellow audience members.) Nickel Creek. I'd go to another of their shows in a heartbeat as my wild cheering annotated as they bowed.
I heard about Nickel Creek getting back into the studio through Twitter. Then I promptly forgot about the tour that would be associated with the promotion of product of that studio time. Thanks to my second favorite form of entertainment, YouTube, I was reminded. I looked up the tour and saw that I had less than three weeks before there was a show. I tried to get my former roommate to come with me. He was after all the person who tried to introduce me to the band. I let him know that this was his chance. Having once told him that I would give the band a listen when I saw them live, them no longer being disbanded made it a joke on me.
The show was held in the beautiful Majestic Theater in downtown Dallas. I went alone. Turns out it was bad timing for my former roommate. My seat was just four rows back from the stage. Something that would have worried me as I was right under the wolfers but the sound carried well enough without the audio needing to be turned up too loud. I managed to have a good conversation with the ladies sitting on either side of me. They were both there alone as well and neither one from the area. Things started with Sarah Jarosz playing her set. During it I made a mental note to look into more of her work. She was rather good. Side note, she looks younger to me in person than she comes across through singing and videos. Her soulfully rounded voice didn't connect to the youthful face I saw on stage. Good nonetheless.
We waited a bit, though not as long as I expected, for Nickel Creek to get set up and come to the stage. I shall note that once again I attended a concert where I was not all that familiar with the music of the performer. I knew and am quite a fan of Chris Thile. I missed him the last time he came through town and decided to not make that mistake again. He seemed to talk more between set than when I saw him with the Punch Brothers. That may have been what encouraged the heckler. More on that later.
The lights lower and here come Sara, Sean and Chris plus a gentleman who played the bass. The audience cheered like a bunch of nuts. They jumped right into their set. There was a mixture of old versus new. Coming out of one song we were told that every word of it was true and that the same was true about the next tune. The next tune being an instrumental piece. Every word.
After wrapping up another song Chris launched into one of my most enjoyed parts of the night:
Chris: That last piece was a happy tune. It's safe to say this next piece isn't. Well, it's safe for me to say. Maybe not you guys. That's the advantage of knowing the set list. I can say it, you cannot. I can accurately say that the next song isn't a happy tune --
Heckler (from the balcony): I can't wait to hear it!
Sara (from out of nowhere): You may have to.
Audience: cheers wildly
Chris: Yeah, it's safe to say the next song isn't happy. Knowing the set list, sir, I can tell you that it may only agitate you. I know that about the next 3 minutes and 15 seconds... or 7 minutes if I keep talking. It's full of anger and doubt and actually may be perfect for you. You know what? I dedicate the next song to you, sir, in the balcony. I give you permission to let it all out. We can have a moment of silence just the two of us to start. Does a hushing motion to the laughing audience and then turns to the balcony and does a you-and-me gesture.
He stood there silently for a moment before launching You Don't Know What's Going On. It was awesome. They were back lit with red lights and Chris played his mandolin so hard I wondered how long before he needed to refinish the instrument. Nuggets of joy like that continued. Chris later let us in on the reason Nickel Creek took a six and a half year break. They simply ran out of names for instrumental songs.
The show was incredible. I got a new appreciation for Hayloft. Destination is one of my new favorite songs. In the true form that these guys are incredible performers they left us with the greatest performance of Where is Love Now. Due to the acoustics of the Majestic being what they are the four of them unplugged for the final song. They came to the front of the stage. There were simple white light beams pointed at the ceiling. They started to play. I thought for sure they were going to do an instrumental and was surprised when Sara lowered her fiddle and started to sing. My wonderment peaked as her beautiful, lilting voice rang out in the quiet auditorium. I was carried through to the end with my mouth open in awe. It was one of the many times when music left me with the desire to hold myself. I felt as though I needed to keep my heart from flying away. As they sang and played the lights slowly lowered from pointing up to at the audience. Slowly swallowing Sara, Sean, Chris and the bassist in the light until it completely engulfed them. The last few notes rang out and the lights faded to black. There was a moment of silence where I heard a man a row behind me whisper what was on my mind. A simple, "wow." At that moment I knew I wasn't alone in being haunted by that performance.
The show was incredible. Funny, entertaining and filled with the stirrings that make music seem human. I had butterflies in my stomach throughout the show and loved every minute of it. Even the heckler because we were laughing at his expense at the end. (Something I completely condone when someone is senselessly rude to performers and fellow audience members.) Nickel Creek. I'd go to another of their shows in a heartbeat as my wild cheering annotated as they bowed.
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