Posts from the ‘confession wednesday’ Category

I wait until the last minute

Procrastinators Unite. Yes I know it’s Monday. Get over it…either I’m late from last week or early. Either way you get to read something. Okay okay I’m getting distracted (and that’s my segue).

You see sometimes I get distracted. I know it’s hard to see that happening when I only do one thing daily -well maybe more than one thing. I have this big project at work that I am running close to deadline on, yet I was thinking about 400 other things totally unrelated to work today…while getting a glass of water and thinking about how this would make a good blog.

Last week I had a long formal proposal due on Thursday night for my business writing class…that I knew about since the first day of the semester 3 months ago (short semester). I had yet to find a good topic as of Tuesday. After skipping a concert on Wednesday night I got a topic and some initial research laid out. I took a 1/2 day at the office on Thursday and worked on the paper for 9 hours straight. I had to turn it in by 9:50pm…so naturally I walked in the door at 9:20 after running out of the parking lot and into the building -just in case he wanted to leave early.

On the positive side, I think I work bet under pressure and I usually get A’s on the papers i write at the last minute. No word yet from the professor, but I’m expecting something back from him next week.

Ah, good times. Now what else can I work on besides my project for work…

My finger hurts

What’s so key about this past week is…well one year ago I bought my digital camera. It was just a simple point-n-shoot, but it was a camera nonetheless. Shortly after my purchase I began clicking away and before I knew it I had taken 1,000 photos.

One year later, one broken camera, one replacement camera, one 35mm SLR 80’s camera and one digital SLR camera later: I have taken over 17,500 photos.

It’s been a good year :)

Back in the saddle again

I’m happy to say that this is post #400. Now how long can I stay with the program and not get knocked off track? I took a longer hiatus than I intended, but I kept getting writers block from thinking too hard about what to write. The last month has been a little hectic for me with my volunteer work, combine that with finals and *poof* lack of spontaneity ensues! :)

With a new lease on life, you could say things are on the right course for now. Another semester behind me, meeting my requirements for full admission, increasing my GPA, getting a new camera, moving forward with the photography what else could happen? Good things at work and good things on the home-front…my roommate and I are moving in a few weeks to a new three bedroom place where I’ll have an office (finally) to pursue my publication company and photography. Last weekend I drove to Ohio to pick up…a new car! It’s my first new car and while we’re still getting acquainted, we’re building one heck of a relationship; her (yes it’s a she) name is Alex and there will be photos soon. The first few shots didn’t catch her good side if you know what I mean. ;)

I also have just a few weeks until I take a small vacation to see more of the US (and take lots of photos for your viewing pleasure)…I’m headed to Seattle. I’ll have just missed the tulip festival, but I’m sure there will still be plenty to photograph. Pike Street fish market here I come!

Good things, good times…now it’s time to play catch up with some online reading!

I need rest

I tried sleeping an extra hour or so, but that didn’t work. I tried to not think about work (or anything else for that matter) before bed; while I succeeded at that, I didn’t succeed in getting a good night’s rest. I’m sleeping sound, but my mind feels tired. Strange feeling…like I’m worn down.

If I was smart I would change my diet and exercise more, but I’m not smart. I should work on that.

I drink soda

Soda. Pop. Whatever you call it, I drink it. I had cut out pop (as I call it) almost completely, even when going to the bar. I only drank it on a rare occasion and always caffeine free (Sprite, 7-Up, etc). I switched to water, milk and juice.

I switched back late last year and I have trouble switching back to water. Whenever I get food I get pop now. It’s terrible. I can’t resist the temptation of sweet carbonated beverages.

At lunch today I had a 32oz Dr. Pepper…it was so good. I want to stop at the store and get a 2 liter of Dr. Pepper on the way home.

Damn it.

Poker rocks

Gambling is legal in Michigan. I live in Michigan. It’s also legal in Windsor (Canada), which is about 45 min from my house. I pas two casinos on the way to Windsor. I’ve been to Atlantic City and Las Vegas. I’ve been known to gamble a bit at the casino.

I was also a person that never had an interest in poker, aside from playing twice with my grandparents for a few pennies. When the No-Limit Texas Hold ’em craze started, I wasn’t interested. Then I played a free game with some friends…no cash and I won. I played in a few house games…and won. I played in a few more house games…and won. Over all I ended up with my winnings being greater then my losses. When you gamble, that’s a good thing. I have a few of my own rules when I go to the casino about how much I’ll spend and only spending what I care to lose for “entertainment’s sake”. My first trip to the casino to play poker lasted almost 10 hours. My second trip 14 hours. I left only losing what I had wanted to play with.

Last weekend I thought it would be a good idea to go to the casino and play poker. Needless to say I forgot to contact my financial adviser about the investment I was about to make…I paid dearly. When it was all said and done I ended up being out more then I planed, playing on a table I didn’t want to play on and rushing myself and making terrible plays. I left after an hour and I was not in a good mood.

About an hour later I met up with some friends for a home game, because I needed to play more poker right? I ended up winning and almost winning the second game. 4 hours of poker later I knew what I needed to do…go back to the casino.

So this weekend I’ll be back at the green felt trying to win $8 billion [US] and failing miserably; while enjoying every minute of it.