Hockey Depression

So the hockey playoff recently started. To me, they also ended recently too. 3 of the 4 teams I enjoyed watching and were rooting are already out. Most important to me, Buffalo lost. That already made me sad, then both the Phoenix Coyotes and Washington Capitals lost in 7 games. Boo!

All I can say is I hope you aren't a Chicago Blackhawk fan. If my track record holds, they'll be out soon enough. Then I won't know what to do.

Hair (Not the Musical)

I have always wanted long hair. Again, I am attempting to grow it out. I am not exactly sure why, but for as long as I can remember I have wanted long hair. Not crazy long but a good length. Something like this length.



Of course I will need to get the kick butt beard too. Then I can walk around and call everyone, 'Brother' (LOST joke).

But anyways, even though it is probably a little bit before I get there (And I honestly don't know if I'll be able to make it there or not), I am already wondering what will be the next adventure for my hair. Of course it will be something shorter. I was just curious what your suggestion might be for my next look. Feel free to post in the comments. Adding a link to the idea might be cool too, so I can see the image.

(Man, a whole post about hair. I feel so girl-y. Guns, bullets, cars, explosions, Godzilla! Ok, better, I now feel more manly.)

A Lesson From Dad

I have learned a lot from my father over the years. Not all of them instructional things, like how to tie my shoes, but many of them being more along the lines of how to act and what type of person I should be. A really do think that he has taught me more without saying a word than many people have with all they have said. Most of the reason is because I look up to my father so much. I do realize he isn't perfect, he would probably be the first to admit that, but he is still my father and is the type of person I want to be someday.

All that to say this. One of the things he told me was, 'If you act like you know what you're doing, no one will question you.' This was a lesson I used frequently at the Home Depot, trying to convince customers I knew what I was talking about. I probably wasn't the best at it, I was always glad that my pay wasn't commission based, but I got better over time. I realize I use that skill all the time now. With my current job (the one I am soon leaving) I have to go to some secure areas. No one questions me when I act like I am supposed to be there, even though many times I get lost and find I am not even in the right place. One of the weirdest places that this happens is in the hospitals. I have found a few code words that allow me to just walk past security guards and into where ever I need to. Its pretty cool but does make me worry about hospital security. I am sort of glad, sometimes, when someone stops me to ask what I am there for. I do feel like those people who sneaked in the President's party a little while ago.

Thanks Dad for teaching me to act confident even when I am not.

Semester Project

So, its almost the end of the semester for me. I had mentioned before about how I am dreading the presentation for the project but a new issue has arisen for me: lack of interest. I was sort of interested in choosing the topic I did when I needed to pick something but as the semester went on, I continued to lose interest in the idea. Now, at the end, I need to find people to survey and I really have no interest in it. I feel that this is a subject that bores me and I don't want to bore someone else with having to do it partake in it too, even though their participation is only for a few minutes. I think this really reflects why I am not a fan of semester long projects. By the time the middle of the semester rolls around, I normally don't really care for the idea as I once did. At the end of the semester, I detest the project. Like now, where I really can't stand talking about the issue any more. I guess I need to suck it up and just finish it out. There is only a few more weeks left so it shouldn't be that hard. Just annoying, but that's school for you. You win some and you lose some.

The Good, the Bad, and the Other One

I recently had the pleasure to watch the movie, 'The Good, the Bad, the Weird', which is a Korean Western movie that was heavily influenced by the Spaghetti-Western (a certain type of Western movie) 'The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly'. It really isn't a remake, since they make it into a Korean story, changing the settings and characters quite a bit, though still keeping the Good and Bad, and just changing the Ugly to the Weird. It is a very enjoyable movie. The story revolves around a map that is rumored to lead to the Qing dynasty treasure, the all the groups that are fighting to find it. The three principle characters, the Good, Bad, and Weird, are all at odd trying to get it and some have their own back story intertwining them. Not the best of plots, at times not making tons of sense, but some amazingly fun action scenes. I would highly recommend this movie if you can find it. A trailer and clip can be found here.

Run, Run as Fast as You Can!

There are a lot of things that I like to do that I don't do enough. The one I will be talking about today is running. I REALLY enjoy going for a good run. There are a few problems with doing it though. I am not a fan of running on a treadmill, I feel like a hamster except for I am not on a wheel. I mean, if it was a wheel, that could be kind of cool. I mean for a short time, at least. So, you would think that I would love to run outside, that's when another problem occurs. I hate having people drive by me. I know this is terribly silly, and it might come from the fact that I don't have a great self image, but I feel like there are looking at me or something. Even if I could get over that, a third problem arises. I am stupid. Yeah, I know it isn't that surprising to any of you. When I do run outside, I would just run until I got tired, not really thinking, 'Oh, I'm getting a little tired now so I should turn around while I still have some gas in my tank.' No, I would go full out in a nearly straight path away from where I start. The trek home is not a fun one and is usually enough to convince me for a bit that running is bad.

I know, I should be able to just give up and run inside, or just not care what others think of me while I'm running, or, at least, use a little of the sense that GOD has given me. No, I am just going to sit here and get fat. I'll blame it on the fact that my apartment complex has been renovation the gym for months. Maybe I should just do a different exercise or something.....

Playoff Time

Hockey playoffs started last week! When the Sabres are in, this is one of my favorite times of the year. When they aren't, I still like it but it is very bittersweet. Luckily, the Sabres are in this year. My love for sports is really shown during this time. I actually watched parts of 4 different games today, at least 2/3 of 3 of the 4 games. None of the games were the Sabres, that is how much of a fanatic I am. I went grocery shopping during the second game, and feeling in the spirit, I grabbed some beer. Of course I grabbed the only beer that I feel is appropriate for hockey, Molson Canadian. I had two or three during the games. The others might sit in my fridge till next weekend when I have my next playoff hockey day.