Wednesdays Hit Harder

They certainly do.  I've always told the other that Tuesdays are worse than Mondays.  The body can adjust to Monday based on pure adrenaline, but by Tuesday, you're out of gas and you're struggling to get into things.  That's why I hate Tuesdays more than Mondays.  But today, being a Wednesday, I'm just feeling like my ass has been kicked in.  My body is just feeling all sorts of sore, which is strange, considering I have not had the time to do weights since I've started work again, but I'm able to do cardio.  So maybe that's what I needed?  Weights keep my weight low and they help alleviate the stress on my body from the strain of exercise?  Who knows.  I might have to change everything up next week and see how I pull up.  Either way, it sounds like the same of a good pop song.

I'd just love to rest and put my feet up, but I can't do that!  Terrible! 

One of my favourite moments from my holiday was when I was in Sungei Wang Plaza (or it could have been Low Yat Plaza) in Malaysia and just bumming around and I went to some Mecha Toy Store, and they were playing Girls' Generation and I was loving it!  They actually sell Girls' Generation merchandise there, which you don't get here.  I'd love to have that here. 

It's so cold here!  I think I'm getting sick, I wanna go overseas again! 

Hmmm lately I've been getting these absolutely wicked chest pains from time to time.  What's up with that?  Am I just going to drop dead?  Well I guess that's the price I pay for not doing anything about it and getting it checked out.  My risk, I suppose.  Would be strange to die before 30, but hey, dems the breaks, right?

Flashing images of the other city.  The place I used to live.  Would things be so different?  It would be different now, that's for sure.  Argh, all so frustrating!!

Ok, my work here is done!  But what am I supposed to do with the remaining 5 and a half hours of the day??  At least I still have lunch to look forward to, and an hour meeting, so that's 2 hours of the way.  Only 2 hours at my desk otherwise!  Sounds good, I can just keep writing.

There was a pretty big issue the other day that I wanted to blog about, but now I've forgotten it, so you'll have to forgive me.  What else can I possibly write about?  I don't even know.

Didn't get to guitar properly last night, which sucks.  Will aim for a good session tonight, cause I want to revisit my stuff, damn it!!

Was I going to go on a rant about hipsters?  Or about racism?  I'm not sure.  Hmmmmm.

When I try and think of a topic, I'm usually able to think back to a blog post that already talks about it, which renders my points redundant!  And I don't really want to repeat myself.  Maybe it would be an idea to go back through all of our posts and edit them to add tags in.  But as I'm sure I've mentioned before, I don't tend to tag consistently, so even two posts with the exact same content could be tagged entirely differently!  Hmmm, we'll see.  That's an arduous process, perhaps one best saved for my next go with the blog intro/retrospective.

Ok not bad, only an hour to go until I can get out of here. 

Before you ask, no, the theme of the blog is not going to change, not ever.  I don't think this is a theme that blogger even allows.  The other constructed this theme by hand, so to recognise such glory, the theme won't change, unless the other changes.  Well first of all, the blog is the other's, I was invited!  But now I've co-opted the whole thing.  Pretty nifty!  But that being said, I think I could stand to add a bit more colour/flavour/flair just in terms of how the blog presents.  Not just pages and pages of text, but maybe some pics, some videos here and there, just to break things up.

Ah there we go, chest pains again!  Is it my heart?  Just muscular pain?  Ahhh.  Oh well, no complaining, it'll just happen - if it's going to happen.  Something will happen.

Oh that's right!  I wanted to rant about the anti-war movement!  But I'll start with that tomorrow.

For now, let's leave it there.

Joaquin out.

Change It Up!

Tight pants are society's means of keeping your junk in check!  Ahhh ow ow ow they hurt!  I've got a feeling this is going to lead to problems later.  Maybe it's just my underwear?  Maybe I need a larger pair.  I'm not sure!  It's a fine line between snug and strangulation!  Can't wait to get home and get these pants off, that's for sure!

Getting through my music at the moment, and I'm very impressed with Rush and Soundgarden, who survived a massive cull, but artists like Jane's Addiction, Tonic, Creed, Garbage, Vertical Horizon and Beady Eye got absolutely slaughtered.  On average, these artists only had 2-3 good tracks per album, which is ridiculous!  What's with the obsession with blandness?  All the music sounds the same, there are no hooks, no catchy melodies.  Maybe I'm just a single chaser, but hey, there's nothing wrong with that.  We're free to choose the music we want.  Still gotta get through Kaki King, Mandy Moore, Slash, and Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds and then I'll be done!  Can finally update my external hard drive and my iPhone.  Hopefully those guys, as well as Daniel Merriweather and Matchbox 20 can score one for good music.

Have I been in the house too long?  Thank you, Morrissey.

Slowly getting back into the swing of things at work, but just taking it easy for now.

Stupid 3G!  Especially from Optus.  Their coverage is so shit, I can't believe that they're allowed to operate as a telecommunications carrier.  Just appalling.  Next to them, Telstra look like bastions of great service.  And holy crap, that is saying something!

We've had over 14k visitors to this site, which is quite amazing!  Not just that, we're creeping up on 1,000 posts, which is a huge achievement, considering we've had some pretty lax years in there.  Glad to have you all aboard for this journey, and hoepfully we (or at this point, I) can keep this up for your entertainment.

Hmmm, I'm feeling tired now, and I still have 2 and a half hours to go till I can get out of here.  Not good.

I just want to change absolutely everything about me.  I mean just look at me, terrible.  I hate myself.  I really do.  I want to put this here so that I can remember it.  Scan this stuff google, I know you're taking notes.

Been getting back into Teknoman and Robotech.  They're ridiculously good shows!  A bit dated now, yes, but the dialogue in Teknoman is excellent, and the brutal warfare themes of Robotech never fail to hit home.  I just can't get over what a tossbag Rick Hunter is, and how annoying Minmei is!  Breetai never gets enough credit!  The guy is a strategic genius!  And he respects the enemy.  He is impressed whenever the humans do something narly.  Good on him!

What's going on with me?  I don't know, I really don't know.  It's like I'm two people.

We'll keep it there for now!

Haha.

Joaquin out.

Work Sucks (I Know)

Well I knew going back was going to suck!  But at least I didn't have to do too much.  200+ e-mails all sorted before the morning was out.  But goddamn, after just 3 hours at work I was ready to throw in the towel!  It felt like an eternity just to get to 11:30am!  What the hell?!  How am I supposed to make it to 5:30?  I think tomorrow will require the use of some chemical stimulation to get me through.  If only it wasn't just an energy drink, haha!

It's strange being back, I can tell you that.  I should have quit while I had the chance.  I've gotta get out of here, that's for certain.

Everything feels like it's trapping me and tying me down.  It's only begun to hit home of late.  I wonder what's going on?

I'd just like to be sprawled out somewhere with my music on.  Is that too much to ask?

I should really be practising guitar a little bit more.  Haven't played my own stuff in a long time, and I've actually forgotten how a fair chunk of it actually goes.  Not good.

Not sure how long I can actually hold out here.  It all just feels a bit different.  It doesn't feel right.  Maybe I'm just totally going about things in the wrong way.  I've just been looking at everything from the wrong perspective.

Rise above it - what do things like that even mean?  I know what I'm thinking about!  How long?  How long...

Not really able to string together anything coherent at the moment.  Not that it should matter.

Quite pleased that I was able to get moving on the Joaquin Rate List (JRL), and I can't think of any more updates for the future.  We'll see what happens!  Time moves on, and people get removed, and people get added.  My next plan is to have a companion JRL post, which will contain pictures of all the additions to the JRL, which I think will be quite well received!  I wonder how many hits that will get in comparison.

Anyway!  Things are just going on without me.  Do you recall how Steve Martin's character felt opted out of life in Father of the Bride?  That's how I feel.  Sort of co-opted out of my own life!  When the hell did that happen?  Oh yes, I recall when.

Perhaps I shouldn't say what I mean, or mean what I say.

A key reason I'm unsettled is probably because I'm frustrated.  We all know why.  Are things going to change?

Tumblr has been getting too much love from me lately, so for that I apologise.  This is my first love!
Ok, alright!  Just gotta make it 90 minutes and all will be ok.  Just need to make it to home and not fall asleep before bed time!  Arghhhhh!

Let's keep it there for now.

Joaquin out.

What's Waiting For Me?

Last day off, and here we go.

The last two weeks have been pretty much a big waste of time.  I may as well have gone back and had some time off later.  That doesn't matter, I still have time up my sleeve, but for what?  And when?

Been shaped on my internet - 60 gigabyte a month just isn't enough!  Now re-learning what it's like to be back on dial up speeds.  But that's ok.  I'm patient, and I only need to last a few more days until my billing period rolls over.

I should get to sleep soon to make sure I have everything in working order when I get back.  I wonder what's waiting for me?  Hopefully a whole load of nothing so I can just be lazy and continue with blogging.

Anyway, I'd better leave it there.

Joaquin out.

So This Is?

It's certainly not Christmas.

Summer is over, and just like that, it's a distant memory.

Much like I am.

Grrrrr, that's all I can say right now.

Things will not be ok until I make them ok.

So many goddamn soccer mums driving poorly at peak hour, trying to run into my car - fuck them!  Learn to drive, or keep putting your kids at risk.  I won't shed a tear when your shithouse driving results in your children's deaths.

My 2 weeks of being a househusband are over.  More respect for housewives, being asked or sometimes just expected to do all the chores.  Sheesh!

Better sleep, gotta be up early.

Joaquin out.

Oridago Noriji Marayo!

Hahahahah, just cause I'm listening to that song at the moment.

I figured why not just sort through all the new music that I've downloaded and just listen to the new stuff while I type?  Sounds like a good way to get two things done at once.

Definitely not looking forward to going back to work on Monday, after 5 weeks off to remind myself how much work sucks.  I'd much rather be overseas again, just eating and walking around shopping for nothing in particular and not giving a fuck about world events.  Nothing impacts me.  I just want to be left alone, with nobody to answer to.

At the moment I'm just moving forward with the new Alter Bridge stuff.  I liked the first album, but the second album wasn't all that good in my opinion.  But apparently the third one is meant to be their best effort.  So far it sounds pretty good, I like it!  Let's see how the rest of it is, and the other albums I've got.

Ahhh orange, orange, orenji, where have you been?  Tasty to get rid of the foul taste in my mouth, and the scent that invades my nose and reminds me of better things.  I can't be exposed to that other smell.

It's also dawned on me that that when I return to work that I won't be able to blog for a while, until I'm back on top of everything.  Cause I'm sure I won't have much down time for a while until I'm back up to speed on everything.  But I do this for me, not even for you, so that's that.

Caught up so much in my own past that I am blinded absolutely to the future.  How can anyone live like that?  I'm so unsure.  I just need more time.  But the clock keeps ticking and it all just leads to inevitable fate.  Do I even hold destiny in my own hands?  Can I shape my own life?  Or am I just a slave to time?

Life just goes on, regardless of whether I want it to stop, or not.

Will I get my way?  Just by sheer force of will?  1:30am and I'm questioning my own existence.  Hell, it's not the only time.

All these things I have grown to hate.

Perhaps a return to what I once was will bring me solace again.  But is that even possible when the memories burn like fire?  I have to believe in my own greatness.

One album out of the way, on to the next one.  Some songs got it, others just don't.

Give me the light.

Some interesting songs lately are calming me down and making me happy.

I just want to be gone again.  I think I've reached a crossroads in my life, wow at 28!  Not even a midlife crisis, unless I'm going to be dead relatively soon.  It's now or never.

Where are we going?  I've got a feeling this year won't be as hectic last year in terms of blogging quantity, but I guess all we can do is wait and see.  I have no idea what's going on with the other.

This is enough drivel for one night.

I'm going to play guitar.  My own stuff tonight.

Joaquin out.