Nektir


my headspace
October 22, 2008, 11:03 am
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last night was deliriously wonderful for me. after days of things just simply being annoying and feeling as though i have to prove myself… some things just perfectly clicked.

my internet provider had to admit they were wrong, i found a cheaper way to use and abuse their services with nicer customer service no less (how can you complain about unnecessary praise?), work is slowly flowing but i’m getting more comfortable (even though it is admittedly late in the game) and i’ve got a new plan that should let me take it easy after a few things fall into place, dinner was fantastic and completely above and beyond my expectations, my art showed up without incident and they are by far the best quality prints i have received. it’s all on the up and up and all of these things combined together renew my spirit. in some ways i hate that it is fairly materialistic that these things are what drives me to be happier… but they do.

i am working on and trying to keep my inspiration in writing going. but it is difficult. i don’t find the words flowing as easily nor the impetus to write the way i used to. i’m hoping to take a more relaxed view at this blog as a means to stimulate myself. less pressure means more writing perhaps? i often think i just put too much pressure on myself without and real understanding as to if it makes sense to. so on that note i also feel that i should spend more time looking inwards to understand.

i used to spend so much time considering other people and what makes them tick and that in turn helped me to reconsider what i was doing and why i was doing it. sometimes you find the people that irritate you the most reflect the qualities in yourself you like the least.

part of this self-evaluation stems from the fact that i don’t feel the way i expected to in my current romantic relationship and in some ways with all of my relationships. passing a marker of time in my life also is sending me into the cliche spiral of finding meaning and near middle-life crisis type thoughts (though i am far from finding myself a significantly younger boyfriend or buying some type of fancy sportscar). in the end i just want to be useful. i want to make an impact but in a way that i feel contributes to society, one that isn’t simply just for self-advancement. perhaps trying to be altruistic is really a function of wanting to not appear as selfish… is attempting to improve oneself a selfish act or is it a noble one as it allows you to participate in society as a healthier being? as one that can affect positive change in others?

i fundamentally believe that people are selfish. i think that we struggle to be less selfish and more cognizant of how our actions effect people around us. i only really believe that basis that we are all selfish because it is easier and more natural to simply choose what you want. it takes a significant amount of effort to ensure that those around you, whether they are immediately in your vicinity or associated with your life or those who are miles away that may only feel the effects of your doings years and years later, perhaps even after your existence. but the thing is, i also believe that we all crave contact and understanding. that we really just want to commune with each other but our varieties of personalities can sometimes make it difficult as do the metaphorical walls we put up. that’s why i really truly love and have faith in the idea of passing it forward. giving people that moment where they can feel throughout themselves that someone cares about them, regardless of who or why or whatever, sends out a spirit warming message that you are not only. the only thing i can think of that we all fear is simply being alone… and i highly doubt that anyone can really defy that. at our core we want love.

now i’m just rambling on and on about concepts that i’ve tried my best to espouse to many people though to be honest, sometimes i don’t think i remind myself enough about them. perhaps the reminders of past thoughts and concepts isn’t a bad thing. we should always be open to and not feel as if we have to either… change. life is a series of experiences that mold us as we move along.

Head: Writing and my plans to take over the world.

Heart: Whirlyball and laser tag.  Only once and so virtually none.

Tummy: All kinds of fatty delicious protein often used as the cleaning organs of an animals body. Certainly and definitely not healthy.

Vitals: Poor, but optimistic.



Singularity
July 24, 2008, 5:05 pm
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I crave intimate socializing. And I’m surprised that I do.

Tonight will be the first evening where I will not be spending my time with one or two other people but alone. And for some reason my natural instinct is to seek out someone to spend time with. Though the parameters are specific, only one person at a time and someone that I feel less restrained with.

I’m just so surprised that I don’t feel a comfort or even a need to be on my own. Am I becoming dependent?

One thing that I have noticed is that at the very least, I’m seeking something new to refresh me. Something different to get my juices flowing again. I’m not sure if I’m expecting that from the person (considering my group is small and tight-knit, what could I possibly learn tonight that I don’t already know) or the fact that I just want to pull myself out to get something different to eat. Sometimes it’s really just about the food. Maybe this is the return of a craving even?

Cravings and the lack thereof aside, it isn’t as if I haven’t dined by myself before though usually at more casual places than not. So why doesn’t that appeal right now? Could I really want to feed off of someone else’s energy?

It feels like I’ve become less apt at being single. Not in the way of chasing down boyfriends of the week but in being content with spending time by myself. Is it a product of getting used to spending so much time with someone else or the result of a loss of self? Sometimes those two seem to go hand in hand.

&nsbp;

Head: Other Event Planning and meandering

Heart: None

Tummy: Spoonful orange marzipan yogurt, white nectarine, handful blueberries, 2 pieces of fried chicken, many bites of Kraft Dinner, and a few strands of spinach

Vitals: Bad



Lo-Flow
July 17, 2008, 4:00 pm
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It’s amazing… this thing called mind over matter. How surprising its effectiveness actually is. Just minutes ago I was ready to type out a missive about my lack of energy but now I’m spurned on. Not by a burst of energy per se but more like the build-up of excitement.

One singular positive chat on the phone can lead to so much, just so so so much and I’m burning with excitement. Tomorrow isn’t just another day, but potentially THE day. Maybe. Perhaps.

So then I wonder, could tiredness just be another form of procrastination? Is it easier to be tired than to perform for yourself the things you need and ought to do? Is tiredness an escape of its own form? Maybe when you tell your friends you’re too tired to go out, you’re really just wary of the company. Maybe when I’m too tired to do something else it’s the perfect reason to veg out in front of the television and ignore the real world. Maybe. Perhaps.

I was going to rant about being lo-flow on energy but maybe I’m just preventing myself from doing work. I was also going to surmise that maybe I wasn’t going to the gym enough. But that’s its own excuse now isn’t it, all the reasons I can’t go to the gym. So now it’s high spirits that buoy me out of exhaustion and leave me yearning for tomorrow, which won’t come without sleep. How ironic.

 

Head: Document and Event Planning – Intense!

Heart: Elliptical – 25min, Strength Training – 5 to 10lbs

Tummy: Yogurt with homemade Dulce de Leche and blueberries, leftover homemade pizza, half bag of Ruffles, ramen with Roast Duck, eggplant, gai lan and more! A few bites of homemade Dulce de Leche ice cream

Vitals: Bad



So Difficult Already… Recapping the Weekend.
July 14, 2008, 4:27 pm
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It is hard to keep this up with the intention that I’m trying to track my consumption and energy levels. This should mean daily blogging but sometimes the thought of putting inanity up here about what I’ve consumed on a daily basis and what exercise I’ve managed not to do doesn’t seem productive.

But as usual that points out some of the fatal flaws in my thinking. This isn’t just about food and energy but that I need to consider what is actually going on in my life and what I enjoy as actually interesting. That I don’t need to put up a farce of what I think is interesting for other people to read and to oh-so-carefully tap out every word so exactingly to ensure that some wit comes out. It’s just me being me. Tracking what is currently important to me and right now that’s my health – physical, mental and all of the above. Besides, where art thou dear readers? This isn’t even very public.

The day before last I managed to convince myself that ordering an over abundance of Thai food wasn’t going to be as satisfying or nearly as healthy as just purchasing a small bundle of crunchy green vegetables from Chinatown and then heating it up with some fresh rice noodles in chicken broth with pieces of roast duck from King’s Noodles. I eventually grew to crave those slippery and mildly springy noodles as I made my way on the TTC. It was nothing short of fantastically comforting and fresh feeling. Plus I didn’t have a surplus of food to stack tightly into the already stacked but not particularly edible fridge that would eventually just rot.

Although the reverse seemed to occur at the birthday bash and after eating a minimal 10 pieces of nigiri for brunch, I proceeded to consume a couple burgers and a whack load of spider dogs. I’m amazed that I stayed away from the other snack foods the way I did. At the very least it seemed to provide just enough cushion in my stomach to prevent the after effects of imbibing all afternoon, straight into the evening and onto the early morning from doing a full assault on my brain.

Oh festivities, how I hope I will not be too old and tired to partake in you like the poor 29 year old who had appeared to given up all hope and just wanted to stay in with the comfort of his home.

 

Head: Document planning

Heart: None

Tummy: 10 pieces Nigiri, 1 Kani Croquette, 1.5 Burgers with cheese and tomato, 3 Red Hots Spider Dogs, handful of Ruffles Plain chips, Moet Champagne, sparkling grapefruit beverage

Vitals: Great



Incongruent Associations
July 11, 2008, 5:09 pm
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Why is it that the word for “pork” or “pig” in Thai is “moo”? I can almost understand “nuer” for “beef”, but do pigs moo in Thailand?

 

Head: Menu for Real Thailand

Heart: Minor stretching

Tummy: Omlette bits, Meat Sauce Ziti, Rice Noodle Soup with Duck and vegetables

Vitals: Good