Saturday, June 20, 2009

Déjà vu?

I feel slightly like I am back in the same place I was about a year or two ago. I have this incredible sense of adventure.. I also feel like I am forced to decide among many uncertain choices that will shape my life for a while. Obviously college is a butt no matter what, especially the financial aspect of things. I am not one for taking loans, and it seems that's the way things go these days.

One of the other concerns I have is the lack of guidance. I didn't get the 'pick your classes' experience that they give in high school, so I am still expecting to see a pretty well defined path to take, but it's like everyone wants to pass the buck and not make an executive decision for me. I enjoy having options, but sometimes it's just much easier to say 'yes sir' and go to class. I'm sure if I understood the system it wouldn't be so hard. And I'm sure the system isn't all that complicated. This is what happens when you have someone willing to learn but no one to lead.

And don't take any of this as blowing off your ideas if you've ever advised me. I just want to see all the options, not just the ones you have experience with.

You could say I am uncomfortable, and when I am uncomfortable, I typically dive right in and try to get as involved as possible so I can be comfortable. It didn't work with the college thing, and now I feel like an idiot, and am still uncomfortable with it. *INAPPROPRIATE MOMENT ALERT* It's like having sex for the first time and getting it wrong. Only one person knows it didn't work, and you don't feel successful at all. For a man, thats a blow to the nads.

I have the opportunity to attend Pensacola Christian College this fall and next spring. I might capitalize on that offer. I could use the distance from what I know; from what I've known since birth. I talked with Jackson V the other day and he was such an inspiration to my desires to not stay home forever. I mentioned how I am a home-body, and he replied, "So was I, until I left." I look forward to actually getting away for a while. I haven't been many miles from home for more than a day in over 3 years. That says to me, "Get out, you buffoon." Thanks, Jack :)

Real, broken *yeah* Rendered useless *yeah*

I recently discovered some very cool things were possible with my phone. And the internet.

Google has all kinds of things set up for usage in multiple places (just see their list of apps). I think it is absolutely wonderful. The current amazement I am held to is the calendar. I now have it set up to sync my calendar on my phone with the calendar on the internet (which is tied to my email account on gmail) so that if I add an event or function to my calendar in either place, I can see it in either place almost instantly. So fun..
The other thing that sparked my interest (a while ago) was the online office tools (Google Documents). That is set up so that I can create pretty much anything I can think of that deals with word and data processing, then access that from any computer. Pure awesomeness.

So I for real have some insane bug bites on my legs. More like ankles. At first I was thinking they came from playing volleyball (I mean who wouldn't; they showed up the morning after playing) but when I found out that most everyone there was playing without socks, and I had on socks and long pants, it seemed less likely. Lo and behold, my dad also has the same bugs. I look back on my life in the past few days (/life-review) and think of all the times I was with my dad that could have possibly ended with small insect-like vermin deposited on my ankles. We concluded it came from the area where we put in the new signs at Eastover (I seriously took 10 minutes out of my kitchen job that day to hold some wood while he put in screws, and I get mug-a-bugs) They itch like a mother.

I had gone to the church tonight to play some drums, not really sure if anyone would be there, but thought I would see before coming to the Center for a bit of work and blogging. Shortly after playing, the pastor and wife enter to pray for a while. So I was like, "Theres my ride" and took the stools with me (yeah.. we left those 4 stools from the Center at the church for a week)

I put my music mix on the 'rock' genre and wanted to hear some old Showbread. That CD was actually pretty good. So mid-everything, I go to make a cream soda and then it happened (OMG!!) Naw but, I did make a huge mess. I've been wondering about the Half-and-Half-mixing-with-seltzer-water-and-ice thing for a while. It seems that the 1/2 and 1/2 separates, which looks funny if you are drinking from a clear glass (which I do to save on the cups) The actual quality and flavor don't change one bit. So this is just one of my many experimental things, seeing if the order in which things are added to the drink affects the outcome of the 1/2 and 1/2. I add the syrup, one ice cube (I'm not one for much ice..) and the seltzer (I don't think we officially call it seltzer, but 'club soda' sounds dumber, cause only people in the 'Club for Idiots' would drink plain club soda..) Once the fizz settled a bit, I added the 1/2 and 1/2 (that I had shaken slightly [another measure taken in my experiment tonight]) and everything seemed fine. I turned around to put everything away, and when I looked back upon my masterpiece, it had erupted everywhere like diet coke and Mentos, or baking soda and vinegar. Talk about irritating..