Personal Achievements - Page 3

Oh wait, I just figured out why you got so mad. Now I have an opinion.

Amazing that you think you:

a) angered me at all. My post was as a brush against a gnat;
b) can try to admit you don't have the reading comprehension of a 5-year old and that your initial post wasn't snark-filled but an innocent query;
c) suddenly reached an opinion based upon your new-found "reading comprehension" that even matters to me one bit.

This is the last post that will engage with you on this matter. Whatever you think or have to say matters none.

My reading comprehension? You made some thread in 2.0 a couple of months ago about asking a girl to marry you - I don't know what happened due to a deep lack of interest in any activity in which you partake that isn't another suicide attempt. Then you post here... I assumed it would be the same woman, but that you were going "public."

Now I realize that this is yet another younger woman who you're trying to use to fill the void of failure inside yourself. You don't learn from your own history, and you'll be on to another - again, younger - woman in a couple of months.

LOL

And back on topic!

I'm getting better at figuring out the culture here. I've also made decisions about where I'm going in life. And I've learned more Tagalog than I ever expected. Woohoo!

Rather than Googling "Tagalong" like any intelligent internet user would do, I'll simply demand that you explain it to me!

What is this tagalong that you speak of, hmm?

It's the language here in the Philippines.

Tagalog. Link here.

ooohh!

Wow, I feel horrible for not knowing that. I work with a Filipino.

My personal achievements? Hmmm well being above ground is a good start.

Personal:
I guess I'd say I'm happy that I'm a single father of a great kid who's far less trouble than I was as a kid. Happy I have lots of friends to make up for the lack of family.

Semi Professional: (not like I'm getting paid for this)
I'm happy that my latest little pet project is going well, I started a little movie website with some friends and while it's been a huge stress and time consumer I've been having a blast doing it. We ain't one of the big kids on the block but we're a fun group of upstarts.

www.entertainmentjunkies.com

I finally got to see Britney Spears' pussy.

I just won a pretty decent-sized case on summary judgment (basically, we had to convince the judge our case was so good and their's so bad that there was no reason to go to trial). This was after the judge told the other lawyer and me before the first of two oral arguments that I had very little chance of winning on summary judgment, but he would give me a chance to change his mind. I guess I managed to do that because I just got the 10-page written opinion an hour ago. The judge ruled in our favor on every single issue.

I just passed a very long and thorough flight physical and am now qualified to crosstrain into an aircrew job. I'm totally going as Maverick every halloween from now on.

I got a super cool pin at work today because I donate $1 out of every paycheck to a camp for children who have diabetes. I know, I know, I don’t do it for the accolades but it’s good to know that my philanthropy is being recognized.

I had my very last exam today. Now I just need to do my Bachelor's Thesis this spring and school is out for me.

As of yesterday, I'm officially caught up with every art/ design and editing project I have at work, and won't have to worry about anything until after the holidays! And the boss is out of the office until mid-January! AND I'm getting my very first ever Christmas BONUS!!

Fuck, I love my new job!

Yeah, that 15-page paper on special effects in silent films that I started at 2AM the night before it was due? Got an A, with accolades. Fuck yes, the streak continues.

I write for my university's newspaper, and last week I talked my editor into talking the board people to expand the reviews section of the newspaper by one page.

It was successful, and now not only do I review a recently released movie per month, I also get to talk about my favorite classics

Finally moving out of my parents' home next week...

... I'm 26.

Now this I am particularly proud of, though most people would call me crazy.

At a friend's house, need to go home.
Ride home? Left early.
Backup ride? Can't make it.
Brother? Stoned.
Friend? Tipsy.

Approximately 11.5 miles. Through three towns. Four and a half hours. Less than 30 degrees out. On foot. 1:30AM-6AM. Who'd have thought I would have enjoyed it that much?

I actually could have saved myself an extra couple miles but I suddenly realized the shortest road back through my town had a grave literally right on the side of the road (it was discovered in the undergrowth a few years ago), and being the superstitious type I am I wasn't about to go traipsin' down that dark country street at that hour. God knows what Mignola-esque things I'd have encountered.

Stormin, that's pretty great. I once walked through what had to be the majority of downtown Akron, between eleven and fourteen miles, in the middle of an Ohio summer to get to my house.

Oh, and I'm the only member of my high school graduating class to almost get sued by another member of my graduating class before the age of 25. When I say "sued," I mean "this close to going to court before settling." It was over a piece of fiction I wrote--not proud of the piece (still working on it), proud that it was over "art."

Wow. That's pretty cool. I remember when me and some buddies got lost in New York City and it took us three hours to get back to our hotel. It was snowing and freezing out. Plus I slipped and tore my pants and they were all wet along with my feet.This was all at about 1-3 in the morning. Oddly I felt safer in New York City then I do whenever I'm Toronto, no matter what time of day it is.

In retrospect, you should really be upset that the sentence "Call a Cab" never popped into your brain.

Can't afford what I don't absolutely need. 16mm film project I did this semester bankrupted me and nearly bankrupted one of my friends. Besides, I was actually looking forward to doing this when I set out.

Wow. Big day today.

I recently demobilized. I've only been back at my regular job for a short time, but that didn't keep my company from offering me a major raise and promotion to a position of significant responsibility.

But here's the catch: I've laid the groundwork for my own company and was preparing to offer to do my former job as a subcontractor under my own shingle. Now, I have to figure out how to keep the bird in the hand (My responsibility to my family leads to a degree of risk aversion) and pursue the two in the bush.

There's a way to keep these balls in the air. I'm not sure what it is yet. Perhaps I'll give up sleeping. Perhaps I'll bring on staff more quickly than I'd planned. Are there any Chewers in the DC area who are gifted public speakers?

In a complete 180 from Frank, my hair is now the longest it has ever been.

Oh, and I think I finally managed to get the Dr. Pepper monkey off my back. We'll see how I do on Friday, when it's payday, but yeah. The downside to this is I'm drinking wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy too much coffee to compensate.

I just started working on my research paper for American Government class and it isn't even due until the day AFTER tommorow.

In April of 2006 I started a part time 3d animation program. Not only do I finally love school, I have an A average for the first time in my life. I'm 31.

Be careful. If its due then, all of New York will flood and you'll have to outrun sub zero weather to get to class

Congratulations!

But, you fuck, these are all things you said TO ME!!! (*sobs*)

(Except the being Native American part...all I have is a pretty weak rain dance...)

Seriously, Blo, I'm thrilled this is working out.

Personal Achievements of Late:

1)Saved an incredibly drunk Australian U of M student who had fallen onto the Metro tracks by dragging his ass back up onto the platform. He was 6'3, rail thin, and had fallen because he politely didn't want to VOMIT ON THE PLATFORM. Right. Vomiting on the 3rd rail makes SO MUCH MORE SENSE. ABSOLUTELY no Metro employees in sight. But then, that's Union Station in the middle of the night. You'd think they'd have more people around, what with the Irish Times right around the corner (where, OF COURSE, this dude had been drinking). At least my wife was there to see it. Come to think of it, my wife was the one who saw the dude fall. If it'd been up to MY powers of observation, he would have been a fucking meat-stain.

2)Helped my boss raise $30,000 for the Winter Homeless Shelter of Fairfax County (or Falls Church...? I don't fucking know: I don't live there and I ain't homeless). This was, coolly enough, $20,000 in excess of the goal.

3)Finally went to the MD, got an EVIL diagnosis of Central Nervous System decay in the form of MS, and IMMEDIATELY conceived of a TV show to pitch to FOX: CRIPPLEFIGHT!

4)Came back to CHUD after too long an absence.

Oh, and I taught the household two-year old to say both FUCKSOCKS and SHITEYES in the same day.

My six year old now actively asks what BUKKAKE is. I tell her it's Japanese.

Holy shit! You're a hero! Color me impressed!

Regarding the MS, what a rough break. Let's hope it moves slowly.

Regarding Drunk Australians: I was too sketched out at the time to think of anything other than "There's 3 minutes left on the readerboard, and the readerboards always lie". The upshot was that the barboys at the Times heard about this, decided it would have been bad for business to have let a foreigner die on their alchohol, and bought rounds for my wife and her friend and I the next time we were in there.

Regarding MS: There are 5 (known/categorizable) types--

1)Not so bad--You get sick, you get well. When you're well no one can tell you've been sick. This is the most common type (of a pretty uncommon disease).

2)Kinda bad--You get sick, you get kinda well. When you're well, you're not HEALED, so there's a gimpiness element that remains and people often think you are drunk, or stupid, or whatever. This is the 2nd most common type, and 1 can turn into 2. But 2 usually stays 2, and doesn't become 3-5, which is good because 3-5....well, see below.

3-5)FUCKING AWFUL. Often unable to eat due to throat constriction, have to shit in a bag, drive a wheelchair around, THAT kind of awful. And damn rare.

They've got me down for number 2, and really, all things considered, that's pretty okay. It is, at the least, nice to know WHY this shit has been going wrong on a descending scale over the last three years or so. My doc says that there's probably a cane in my future, which makes sense because, while still presentable and functional, I have a bit of a stumble. Other than that, the two worst things are: I went blind in my left eye over the period of about a week, and while the vision comes back occasionally, it comes back DOUBLE. This is craptastic. And TWO, I have a spot the size of a playing card on the sole of my left foot that my diseased brain perceives as always HOT. Not scalding, oh no, just HOT, like someone is holding a mug of hot coffee against it. This is the most crazy-making experience that I've ever been through, physically. But whatever. Sometimes you get the bear, sometimes the bear gets you.

But yeah, in short, here's to hoping it moves slowly. That having been said, I still think CRIPPLEFIGHT is a damn good idea. Get gimps (like me) who want to demonstrate how they are still physically viable, and have them attack each other on TV. I mean, it's not exploitation if it's cripple-produced, right? Besides, some of the combos could be AWESOME. A dude with one leg against a dude with one arm? And the advertisers could be companies with no taste anyway, right? AXE Body spray, Red Bull, etc. Who's with me on this one?

...and the web presence...cripplemerch.org for all your T-shirt needs...the Girls of Cripplefight...the list goes on and on...it's thoughts like these that kept me out of the really GOOD schools...heh.

Heh.

Yeah, well, a girl looked at me on the bus the other day.


I've got nothing.

I was told this week that I'm getting a $1,000 award at work for a big end of fiscal year report I worked on. Yay money!

I got my raise for working a year at Blockbuster.

I now make 8.87 an hour. Whoop-dee-shit.

I got asked today to apply for a job at the camp they shot that mid-90s movie "Indian Summer" at. (You know, "The Big Chill" goes to summer camp with Bill Paxton, Diane Lane, Alan Arkin, Kevin Pollack, Kimberly Williams, and Sam Raimi.) I guess Raimi's a big alum of the place, too. I thought that was kind of funny.

as if.

i married well. then i quit my job.

(there were several intervening years. but still. i've decided to embrace my inner suburban hausfrau for the time being -- 'cuz it pins her arms down and keeps her from kicking my narrow ass.)

I moved back from the Philippines and for the first real time I'm doing it all on my own. I have a good job, a awesome apartment and a new start in the greatest city in the world.

Denver?

Heh. Yea. I know. New York, Chicago, LA, blah blah.

I still love my city...

Wow. I had a neat experience this morning.

A couple of months ago, I wrote a paper for school that was quite well received. The paper was a call to action for the gov't to get involved in a new kind of warfare niche that I believed I had identified.

Since I'm all about multipurposing, I circulated the paper among a select group at work. This morning, I found out that I'm not the only guy thinking about the niche. I am, however, the only guy looking at this aspect in this way. Now, I'm going to get a chance to play in this particular sandbox, and maybe do some good.

Rockin'!

Sigh, I made it through one year today as a "Professional Cashier" which is about as impressive as being "Emperor Of The North Pole". Hmmm....

Hacked the BIOS codes? Stop watching 24, Diva.

I've lost 35 pounds since November '06. And put 5-10 back on since February. Now I'm fighting to get back to eating healither. With chocolate chip pancake wrapped sausage on a stick out there, it makes that a pretty fucking difficult thing to do.

I learned what happens when you put Dr Pepper in a Magic Bullet. That was so awesome, it was worth the mess.

Hilton just finished upgrading all of their brand's bedding this year, and my brand went from the Serta Suite Dreams mattresses to the "Garden Sleep System" -- essentially, the Sleepnumber bed with a wool topper and sans the remote control.

So, they're liquidating the Suite Dreams mattresses, and offering a select amount to employees.

I get a 2 yr-old Queen mattress and box-spring that has been pain-stakingly cleaned and cared for every single day for $25.

I'm successfully subsisting off of peanut butter eaten directly from the container and whatever others will give me out of pity.

Why does it keep telling me that there is a second page, but refuse to display second page upon link-clickage?

ETA - Oh sweet irony...NOW that link is gone.