Everything turned around

Maybe a day or two early, my sleep schedule is just about a full 12 hours off right now. So to me, as I begin this post, it feels like 3:30 in the afternoon instead of 3:30 in the morning. I’ve been having trouble the last few days with eating sensibly since the times I’m awake haven’t coincided with the times I ate every day for the first 18+ years of my life. I’ve been doing okay though. When I woke up today (at 5:45PM) I only weighed 221. Which is nice because I was stuck back up at 224/225 until a couple of days ago since the overeating for new years eve thing. And I want to get down to 175/180 and stay there. Not having much in the way of food helps though. I keep craving snacks and not having them available. Like ice cream. I really want some chocolate or chocolate chocolate chip or chocolate truffle or death by chocolate or other similar variation on the chocolate ice cream themed ice cream these days. Or cookies. If I had flour, I would surely have baked my own cookies by now. No cookies. Not because of the diet either; I was at the store, looking at the cookies and said something like “I’d buy some cookies if I had a job. Once I get a job and get caught up on my bills, there’s going to be cookies in my cupboard again.” (Thanks to Iain, by the way, who brought me a few cookies in my time of need.) Just typing about snacks is making me want to snack. I’m now eating an apple. You know, since I bought 13lbs of apples at Sam’s Club, they’re the primary snacking food around here. Which is fine. I love apples. I also love to have a choice. For a few days I had baby carrots, but they went pretty fast. I mean, I have plenty of food for meals. Three squares a day, as they say. Keep in mind though that I’m basically sitting around my house 24 hours a day though, and that I habitually eat when I don’t have anything else to do, or when I’m watching TV. (I’ve noticed another fun thing since I’ve been cutting down on the TV watching; whenever I eat a meal, I turn on the TV, even if it only takes me a few minutes to eat and there’s nothing on. I turn on the TV while I eat, and then back off again when I’m done. Probably because the closest thing I have to a kitchen table is now fully occupied by computers.) Ooh! Last night my Older sister and my younger brother came over so he would have something to do while she watched About Schmidt, and I had a good excuse to use the Pizza coupon I’ve been saving! Woo hoo! Delivery pizza tastes so good when it becomes its own special occasion. (Another thanks goes out to Kelly, who when we got together a couple of weeks ago suggested we go to a Pizzeria for dinner. Considering all the posting I’d been doing about wanting Pizza you were very thoughtful.) Have I talked too long about food? That apple is long gone now. Maybe I should move on.

So, I’m up now and it’s like the afternoon. I’ll probably be up until 10AM or so, I think. I’m hoping to hear back about the interview last week today or tomorrow or … well, soon anyway. I worry that I’ll sound odd if they give me a call in the middle of the day and I’m in deep sleep when I answer the phone. I’m pretty good about being able to wake fully up when I want to for a phone call, so it shouldn’t turn into a problem, but it’s something in mind. I worry that I’ll end up getting a brief letter later this week informing me that they have selected someone else. Either way, when I find out about that job I’ll know my next step for sure. I never stopped applying for jobs that I qualify for and pay enough, but if I don’t get this one I’m going to start applying at jobs that don’t pay enough and see if I can get a couple of them to make up the difference. Someone I know from out of state (I’ve met them in person, it’s not some creepy internet-only thing) is moving back out to the valley, and while he tries to get settled and find a job and his own place, he’s offered to pay me a reasonable amount per week to crash at my place. That will help a bit. I had to delay selling my stock a few days while Apple’s stock recovered from Gateway’s earnings report, and I have an order pending to sell all my stock when the floor opens his morning at whatever price they can get. Then after a 3-day waiting period I can have them issue me a check for the amount left after their ridiculous fees. Did I warn you never to do business with E*TRADE? I hate them. Anyway, that money should carry me to the end of the month.

Did I mention explicitly that I can’t go to school this semester yet? Yeah. Unless a miracle occurs in the next 8 days, there is ZERO chance of me getting to attend school this semester. What with classes starting in 8 days. Fuck. I put a fair amount of effort into getting back into ASU and getting into the Fine Arts program and getting all A’s since I started again, and now I am powerless to continue. I’m going to go talk to an advisor this week about the situation, and how it effects everything. I plan on applying for financial aid, but first I need to do my taxes. I’d love to do my taxes right now since I’ve probably got a refund of some amount coming to me, but first I need to get my W-2 from Realink and the equivalent form from DES re:Unemployment payments (which I have had taxes withheld from). And they are allowed to wait until the 31st to send them out, I guess, so good luck getting them. Ooh, but then I can fill out the new FAFSA and see about getting financial aid for 2003. I’m pretty sure I only qualify for more debt, but it doesn’t hurt to apply. I was researching some of it in the last couple of weeks and found that a couple of the grants are usually awarded by the end of January for the following school year, and there was one with a deadline of Jan. 15th, which is insane because you have to have taxes done to do the FAFSA, and then you have to wait for your FAFSA results to apply, and who can get through red tape that fast? Sigh.

And then there’s that novel that guy posted about on Pit of Geek. I actually contacted the guy and got a copy of the book for review and I’ve been trying to read it… man o man. If this was not intentionally written with the general philosophies used to get people to finish NaNoWriMo novels done in mind, it certainly ended up with them embodied in it. I am right now exactly 1/2-way through the thing, and was suprised to find myself interested in what happens next to a degree, since there are many things about it that have upset me, including one of my pet peeves about characters in any fictional medium that makes me upset with writers. I will stop writing about it now though, as I will most certainly be writing a long, detailed review of it soon enough.

I have found a new person to post on Modern Evil. I have given him access to post in most of the main areas of the site (Poetry, Fiction, Reviews, Ramblings, Photoshop Ping Pong), and have set him up with a starter blog which will be linked to once he gets it set up to his liking and a few posts in it. I always get excited about new contributors. I’d eventually like there to regularly be less than the 10-15 posts normally by ‘Teel’ in the “Most Recent” list of 20 on the main page of ME. The more other people who CAN post, the sooner we’ll get there. This new guy, Warpshadow, should post some interesting stuff. I’ve seen some of his graphics work, and some of his poetry, and I immediately wanted him to contribute to ME. After a little convincing, he agreed. I hope you all like it. If you want to contribute, or if you know someone whose work you’d like to see on ME, just let me know. I can always be emailed at teel@modernevil.com.

I think that’s it for now. I’d love to hear feedback if you have it on the new comics I’ve been putting up. Or recipes for cookies that don’t call for flour. Or money. Feel free to send me money.

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Teel

Author, artist, romantic, insomniac, exorcist, creative visionary, lover, and all-around-crazy-person.

24 thoughts on “Everything turned around”

  1. New comics? CoupDeFeu appreciates the nod.

    Cookies without flour? The only kind I know are what one would call stove-top cookies. I don’t have the recipe up me bum so forgive me for not posting measurements. Anywhoo…you melt chocolate and peanut butter in a pan. Stir in sugar, oats, and walnuts [optional, if you’re not into nuts] *CoupDeFeu inserts snicker riiiiight……here* Scoop out generous spoonfuls onto a waxed paper-lined cookie sheet and place in refrigerator. When they are cooled and hardened, cookies are ready-to-eat!

    Send you money? Send me money.

    Can relate? Yes. Not in school due to debt recovery. Debt because of lost job. Whored self around for weeks. New job aided in debt.But Debt caused loss of apartment. Homelessness caused loss of potential mate. Parents forgave. Moved back home. Great new job just gave me best income I’ve ever had. Focus on true passions in life returned.

  2. New comics? CoupDeFeu appreciates the nod.

    Cookies without flour? The only kind I know are what one would call stove-top cookies. I don’t have the recipe up me bum so forgive me for not posting measurements. Anywhoo…you melt chocolate and peanut butter in a pan. Stir in sugar, oats, and walnuts [optional, if you’re not into nuts] *CoupDeFeu inserts snicker riiiiight……here* Scoop out generous spoonfuls onto a waxed paper-lined cookie sheet and place in refrigerator. When they are cooled and hardened, cookies are ready-to-eat!

    Send you money? Send me money.

    Can relate? Yes. Not in school due to debt recovery. Debt because of lost job. Whored self around for weeks. New job aided in debt.But Debt caused loss of apartment. Homelessness caused loss of potential mate. Parents forgave. Moved back home. Great new job just gave me best income I’ve ever had. Focus on true passions in life returned.

  3. You’re all “Hey people, post more darnit” and then you’re all “Except Iain, for Iain I shall break his ability to post, then occasionally let something through so he keeps trying and ultimately loses his freaking mind.” Then you’re all “BAH HAHAHAHA!”

  4. You’re all “Hey people, post more darnit” and then you’re all “Except Iain, for Iain I shall break his ability to post, then occasionally let something through so he keeps trying and ultimately loses his freaking mind.” Then you’re all “BAH HAHAHAHA!”

  5. Aww. Poor Iain. Dental floss & pickles.

    Another contribution to be counted. I put these words in a jar. Closest guess to actual number wins!

    TODAY

    1. Tomorrow is Today, tomorrow. And tomorrow, Yesterday is Today.

    deux. Keep selecting BMP Image when I’m wanting JPG File. Argh!

    C. Scan. Attach. Scan. Attach. A mantra of sorts.

    delta. Assisting Francis & Bacon.

    *. Handwriting has become small and more masculine.

    …pick up sticks. Do not believe in one kind of Love. Couldn’t suffer that constant disappointment.

    ate nine, you know. Can never type “Hi”, only “H.”

    hi. Found out there is a band called “Pee Shy.”

    eaten. Wishful thinking…

    …a big fat hen. Keep coming here out of instinct. To see if you’re doing okay.

    Lords a-leaping. Aching for the new ep of Smallville!

    dozen. Dirty. [now I’m playing Pyramid?]

    baker’s. Lucky v. Unlucky. Plucky Duck-y.

    I’m done now.

  6. Aww. Poor Iain. Dental floss & pickles.

    Another contribution to be counted. I put these words in a jar. Closest guess to actual number wins!

    TODAY

    1. Tomorrow is Today, tomorrow. And tomorrow, Yesterday is Today.

    deux. Keep selecting BMP Image when I’m wanting JPG File. Argh!

    C. Scan. Attach. Scan. Attach. A mantra of sorts.

    delta. Assisting Francis & Bacon.

    *. Handwriting has become small and more masculine.

    …pick up sticks. Do not believe in one kind of Love. Couldn’t suffer that constant disappointment.

    ate nine, you know. Can never type “Hi”, only “H.”

    hi. Found out there is a band called “Pee Shy.”

    eaten. Wishful thinking…

    …a big fat hen. Keep coming here out of instinct. To see if you’re doing okay.

    Lords a-leaping. Aching for the new ep of Smallville!

    dozen. Dirty. [now I’m playing Pyramid?]

    baker’s. Lucky v. Unlucky. Plucky Duck-y.

    I’m done now.

  7. So CoupDeFeu what is this great job with the best income you have ever made? Do enjoy going to work everyday also or just force yourself because of the money? Just curious because I have been looking into people with jobs they love and the corelation to the money they make. ( I am trying to figure out a major)

  8. So CoupDeFeu what is this great job with the best income you have ever made? Do enjoy going to work everyday also or just force yourself because of the money? Just curious because I have been looking into people with jobs they love and the corelation to the money they make. ( I am trying to figure out a major)

  9. I know who you are, and have just emailed you a too-long email. Interestingly, I also asked about the job. Maybe she will tell us all her secret.

  10. I know who you are, and have just emailed you a too-long email. Interestingly, I also asked about the job. Maybe she will tell us all her secret.

  21. If you want financial aid for this semster it goes on last yeats tax’s and fafsa, and it’s not too late to fill it out, but you probably can’t get the payment defered long enough for it to be approved…

    I know what you mean, I’m taking 12 credits over the net next semster (unless they catch me and tell me I can’t) that don’t even apply to my major because the car I have aquired is somehow being purchased by my roomate and I have no way to get to campus. So somehow I have decided I have completely given up and identity I have to my two roomates and I am officially a waste of space (I’m not having a good day).

    I hate them.

  22. If you want financial aid for this semster it goes on last yeats tax’s and fafsa, and it’s not too late to fill it out, but you probably can’t get the payment defered long enough for it to be approved…

    I know what you mean, I’m taking 12 credits over the net next semster (unless they catch me and tell me I can’t) that don’t even apply to my major because the car I have aquired is somehow being purchased by my roomate and I have no way to get to campus. So somehow I have decided I have completely given up and identity I have to my two roomates and I am officially a waste of space (I’m not having a good day).

    I hate them.

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