Because we must …

Because we must …

HOY2: D210

2017 May 19 [Friday]

2017 ETMC Travels: Sydney Edition
Part III

In vacation time, it’s Monday, May 8th, and amazingly enough, the Monday and Tuesday of this particular trip are intrinsically tied. Being as it is that I too am intrinsically tied to something, that thing being someone, that someone being an avid consumer of all things flicks, our Monday revolved around finding the only movie theater in the area that showed IMAX 3D movies. The movie in question?, why, Guardians of the Galaxy: Vol 2, of course! As enthusiasts of high-quality public transportation and, by this point, long-time holders of the opal card, the lifemate and I thoroughly studied the public transport system of Sydney to figure out the best route to the HOYTS Cinema that was showing the film in question, in the desired format. We had more than a few options but ultimately decided to get there via the quickest route possible, and then we would spend the rest of the afternoon walking home through Centennial Park toward Bondi Junction where we would shop for new running shoes in the nearest official retailer of Under Armour.

Sometime around 1200, we hopped on the 333 bus to Bondi Junction where we transferred to the 355 that dropped us off at the Lang Rd. Near Fox Studios stop at which point we would disembark and walk through the Entertainment Quarter to HOYTS Cinema. We easily found the place, bought tickets for the late-night (at 2130, Ha!) showing the following evening and then were told that the IMAX theater was in a different location, a few hundred meters from the cinema location in which we were currently standing. Also, the 3D glasses had to be purchased separately for $1 AUD a pop. We sauntered on up to the IMAX theater location, bought our glasses, and then got some lunch. The off season was in full swing during this early winter month of May down under, but luckily there were a number of eateries still providing food stuffs to the common man or woman, sorry. We opted for some sushi and perched upon a picnic table built for giants. It was awesome. The sun was bright; the day was young, and so, we got back on our little legs and walked through the entire north section of the Centennial Parklands. There’s no need at this point for me to rabble on nonsensically since the pics are up on my photography site.

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A few blissfully lonesome hours passed as we trotted through the empty grasslands, happy, sun-kissed and cart-wheeled out. Once through the park, we made our way to Bondi Junction and Rebel Sport. We each picked a pair of new running shoes, tried them on and bought them within about thirty minutes. What can I say?; we know what we like. After another quick swing through the Wooly’s liquor store, we grabbed a snack in the form of a Vietnamese bao, my very first bao experience. Uh, if you’ve never had one, there’s nothing I can say here, but if you have had one, fucking amazing!, right?

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The rest of Monday was spent being drunk and silly, and I don’t remember what else we did. This is why I’m supposed to journal more effectively! Ugh! I say this every time. Dammit! Oh well, more this-and-that and such-and-such, and we went to bed.

On Tuesday, I woke at the asscrack of dawn, and with the whole “Sydney’s on the east coast/the peoples here fucking rise early and crash early/you never regret getting up early and having a nice, long, day” monologue running through my mind, I rolled out of bed at 0600. By 1030 we were back on the 333 to Museum Station in the heart of downtown Sydney where we popped an early squat at Scruffy McMurphy’s for the Monday night airing (Stateside) of the Warriors v. Jazz Playoffs Game 4.

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The game was less than intriguing, and by this point, this is some seriously old news, but no matter, the lifemate had a nice morning watching some basketball, and I enjoyed my Cesar salad. Jk, jk, I like to watch basketball, for the most part, and that most part being … uh … the players, duh. Anyway …

After the game, we hopped back on the bus and chugged some white wine in preparation for a mid-afternoon … nap. Yes, we took a … nap. That’s what we did. I don’t remember what we ate for dinner, but then, you guessed it, we hopped back on a bus to watch the flick! At the very late hour of 2000, the bus we rode to get there the first time no longer ran its route, so we took the 380 directly to a stop that got us close enough to walk the rest of the way.

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We arrived with more than enough time to spare, and when we entered the theater, there were only two other people in the whole damn thing, and guess what, they were in our seats, amazing, no? It didn’t matter, of course, since, after seeing the theater, we opted for higher (better) seats, and in the end, there were only six of us total. By midnight we were exiting HOYTS Cinema to a completely silent, deserted wasteland. There was no one to be heard or seen during our kilometer walk back to the bus stop where we could catch the bus back to our Bondi apartment. Sometime around 0100, we were drunk again, laughing, and watching Friends safely in our home away from home. I’m not sure when we fell asleep, but I think we went to a gas station mini-mart and ended up with a Sara Lee frozen carrot cake and ice cream. I’m not entirely sure when we bought what, but I thought this was a good time to mention that we ate gas station food, at some point.

And with that, I think I shall be able to wrap it all up in Part IV, next time! Happy Friday.


Read Part I & Part II & Part IV

It’s Official …

It’s Official …

HOY2: D206

2017 May 15 [Monday]

2017 ETMC Travels: Sydney Edition
Part I

Six down, Antarctica to go.

YAY!!! *sigh. Obviously, there are still many more countries I need/want to visit, but I feel supremely … grateful and accomplished. Honestly, I don’t really have all that much to say about the trip except that it was a dream come true, magic proven real, an experience I’m still wrapping my mind around as something I [but mostly the lifemate] was/were/am/are even capable of making happen as an adult[s]. Read more

a blogged vlog?

a blogged vlog?

|how.odious| Year Two: DAY EIGHTY-SEVEN

2017 January 16 [Monday]

Mundane Monday

The legs are still on fire after our [the lifemate and my] stairs workout on Saturday that we opted for due to the chillingly cold weather that prohibited us from working out outside. We were supposed to also complete an arms-focused circuit workout yesterday, but we were both so sore that we skipped it. Boo. That means that that’s what I’ll be doing later today. Ugh.

Anyhow, last week was quite exciting!, and yet, the week was also quite monotonous. First, the excitement: The lifemate bought me a congrats-on-publishing-your-first-book present in the form of a new writing utensil!

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I’ve officially had the thing for one whole week, and I gotta tell ya, I absolutely love it. Being the Year of No Frills that it is, I’ve opted for a Chromebook laptop, which essentially does nothing except access Google Chrome. I never did much more than that on my old, full-specs computer, so really, it feels just like working on a traditional laptop but without the guilt of spending so much money on a computer that only [reductive, I know] accesses the internet. I’ve yet to take it anywhere because I want to make a case for it, but I can already tell that it’ll be supremely easy to transport.

As far as the monotony is concerned, I had two items of writing due [by my own volition] last week. The first was my weekly Friday Feature, and the second was my 5,000-word fiction goal. Every Friday I publish a 1,500-word nonfiction essay, and every metric week [ten days] I have a certain amount of fiction [this week, 5,000] words due. Last week both items of writing were due on the same day. Luckily, with a little planning, I knew that this would happen, thus, I was diligent about getting all of my daily word counts completed so as not to be burdened with too much writing the night before. Procrastinator tamed! I feel very proud of myself for the daily work that I put in last week in order to successfully complete all of that ephing writing. What transpired, however, was a week of sheer monotony, which I suppose I ought to get used to.

Fortunately, because I accomplished the week’s goals, the lifemate and I went about our typical weekend guilt-free. It was too cold on Saturday to really do much, so we ran up and down the stairs in our building for the duration of a typical run. Every time I reached the top, I did a set of push-ups [13 the first set, 12 the second, 11, and so on]. My ass got sorely kicked.

Yesterday, on the other hand, was of the typical outing variety, which looks something like this:

First, we travel by subway to some decided location:

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Then, we lube up.

Then, we walk to some other location and eat some street food.

Then, we walk to some other location to eat at a restaurant.

Then, we lube up for the subway ride/walk home

All of this is usually planned out ahead of time, before we leave the house cause we don’t have cell service. I do have a smartphone, however, that’s wi-fi capable [obviously], and so, yesterday, for the first time ever, I brought it along to capture some Instagram Stories. I’m finding the whole “Story” feature of Instagram to be quite fun. Amazing I know! I’m using social media! It’s crazy! Don’t expect to see anymore of these types of videos again anytime soon, though. The whole making of them, prepping them, and posting them all sort of interfered with the flow of our day, which I can honestly say, I didn’t enjoy so much. It’s all so distracting, and then, I found myself spending so much time staring at my phone. It was sort of horrible, but I’m glad I did it, at least once. The lifemate, surprisingly enough, was a trooper as I repeatedly subjected him to the lens and forced him to subject me to the lens. *sigh.

And now, here I am, at the beginning of another week that must be filled each day with continued reading/research for my Friday Feature, fiction writing, a workout, and the constant reminder that this is it … this is life … day after day … you just gotta get up and do something, anything.

and then … and then … and then …

and then … and then … and then …

|how.odious| Year Two: DAY EIGHTY

2017 January 09 [Monday]

 

I can proudly state that I have been writing so much lately that the thought of writing this [boring, meaningless, mundane] diary-type entry is killing me a little bit inside. Thus, I will keep it short, mostly because my life for the past week [like always and henceforth] has been filled with all the, uh, magic?, no … monotony of a writer’s life. A summation ought to suffice. The first thing I do every day when I wake up [usually never before noon, although a 0900 wake time does happen about once a month] is drink the rest of the coffee from the lifemate’s morning make, turn on an old movie [almost always Wreck It Ralph, which is soon followed by one of the Star Trek movies], while I sit at the computer staring blankly or sometimes excitedly. Every night is filled with the making of dinner, the consumption of dinner and then the watching of either basketball, an episode of one of the shows we watch or a new movie. Sometimes I’ll do a little bit more late-night writing or reading, and then it’s off to [attempt] sleep between 0130 and 0330.

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Monday: (Early Afternoon) Edited and uploaded yoga photos, some writing (Late Afternoon) Some housekeeping on the blog, some journaling in the Time Capsule (Evening) the yoga and dinner

Tuesday: (Early Afternoon) Played a bit of piano, extensive navel-gazing (Evening) Went on a run due to the warmth of this winter’s weather

Wednesday [picking up steam now!]: (Afternoon) Lots o’ fiction and nonfiction writing, finished a book, The Nordic Theory of Everything by Anu Partanen, I’ve been trudging through for a month (Late Afternoon) Circuit workout (Early Evening) more fiction writing [This day was the beginning of something great. I accomplished two seemingly impossible things: First, I wrote many things AND exercised in the same day. Second, the fiction I wrote was a continuation of the things I had written before and earlier in the day. Maybe this does not sound all that impressive, but it was quite the feat for me, and then, once I knew I could do this, I started to do it every day. This day also marked the beginning of my success at checking off each day’s item on my to-do list every day. It {being everything} seems so possible now!]

Thursday: (Early Afternoon) Found new books, played piano (Afternoon) Tutoring session with my student, SJ (Early Evening) The yoga and fiction writing (Evening) Nonfiction mulling, watched Planet Earth II: Islands

Friday: (Early Afternoon) Wrote the Friday Feature, “Make Every Day Everyday” (Afternoon) Edited and posted the Feature along with pics and such (Early Evening) Started Let’s Be Less Stupid by Patricia Marx [yawn] and rested [no-workout day!] (Evening) Fiction writing and finished Let’s Be Less Stupid [twas quite the short read], watched Planet Earth II: Mountains

Saturday: (Early Afternoon) Watched Planet Earth II: Jungles, did a full-body circuit workout with the lifemate [yay!] (Afternoon) Started Fraud by David Rakoff whilst the lifemate played the amazing Titanfall 2 [a typical situation] (Early Evening) Walked to Lotte Department Store to pick up chili-making fixings, wanted to eat some sushi on the way, but the wait was too long (Evening) Waited in line at the sushi place (Midnight) Watched Planet Earth II: Deserts

Sunday: (Early Afternoon) Went on a run with the lifemate [and was tailed all too closely by some man who annoyed the shit out of me for the last mile! Ugh!] (Afternoon) Watched Planet Earth II: Grasslands (Early Evening) Ate the lifemate’s delicious chili (Evening) Watched The Hateful Eight and didn’t like it but realized that Quentin Tarantino should probably be a novelist because that movie would have been a seriously awesome read (Midnight) Watched Planet Earth II: Cities (Bedtime) Some more reading (After Bedtime) Lots o’ tossing and turning, could not sleep

There you have it, each day in a nutshell with little to no commentary and even less insight. My writing mind is elsewhere, thus I have little to nothing to say about my own life. It’s writing mode, folks! And with that, I am off on a circuit workout that will be followed by a trip through the grocery store, which will then be followed by the inevitable: Lots o’ Writing! Laters.


*as if I ever see the likes of this song’s title [the sheet music is “music from the motion picture soundtrack” for Pride & Prejudice by Dario Marianelli]

Daunting Days Ahead

Daunting Days Ahead

|how.odious| Year Two: DAY SEVENTY-THREE

2017 January 02 [Monday]

As I sit here in my over-sized, calf-length, zip-up hoodie, sipping coffee while You’ve Got Mail runs in the background [because it’s 1619, and I’ve already watched Wreck It Ralph, and the XBOX One auto-plays movies through its Movie Player, and the movies on our external are organized alphabetically, and so, You’ve Got Mail is the next one after Wreck It Ralph, alphabetically, and I was simply too lazy to turn on the controller to make it all stop. I’m not sure what movie comes up next, but I’m excited to find out!] so that I can tap out the happenings of the past week for this Mundane Monday entry, I can’t help but feel … daunted. I’ll admit it. Despite the overall, general feeling of contentment I felt for the past year, I was sort of having a hard time with 2016 coming to a close. The struggle had less to do with saying goodbye and more to do with the tasks I have set before me. I sort of didn’t want 2017 to begin because then that meant I have to really get my ass in gear and get back to work. Ugh.

The work I have ahead of me stresses me out. The lifemate and I each have separate goals and tasks that we want to accomplish, but together, we also have a few huge undertakings to accomplish. Some things, of course, are more trivial and/or exciting, but some are downright severe. I can’t really speak about the specifics of our endeavors because they are, as it were, OURS. I also can’t really speak about the lifemate’s endeavors because they are, as it were, HIS. So, you, dear reader, are only left with specifics about me and my tasks for the year 2017. The problem with that, however, is that I don’t really feel like sharing, but then I’m stuck within this conundrum about how I never really feel like sharing anything too deeply personal, and yet, I sit down at my computer on a weekly basis to write about my life, and then I share it. The worst part is that I actually want people to read it! Ugh. What the hell am I doing? *sigh Thus, I will be brief and share only the things about which I am comfortable sharing.

Personally, the biggest and most daunting task ahead of me is the writing of my second book [yes, this, assuredly, will be old news, but you can find my first book HERE]. I have a rigid schedule, and if I don’t stick to it, I will fail. I want The Next One [my working title] to be a big book, somewhere around the 500 page mark. This means that I need to write roughly 150,000 words, and I only have until July 2nd of this year to complete it. Don’t ask why, but that’s just the schedule I have set. This also means I need to write, on average, 750 words per day or 7,500 words every ten days. I publish the fiction writing to a private blog every ten days so that I can easily keep track of my progress. That’s pretty much it. Maybe I will post small sections of my fiction writing here on this blog from time to time, but don’t count on it.

The other writing task is a bit less demanding. I want to [must] continue writing my Feature Friday posts, which are lengthier pieces of nonfiction that you can find here on this blog already. I would very much like to have a solid year’s worth of nonfiction essays.

Other non-writing, related tasks include: learning the entire piano solo soundtrack to the Pride and Prejudice movie [I received the book of sheet music from the lifemate for my birthday], continuing a consistent practice of the yoga and circuit training, reading the list of books I will compile this month, and oh my ephing ay, I haven’t even started writing about the past week! Shit. Fuck!

Last week was nice and relaxing. Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday were all the same ol’ mundane routine of drinking coffee, watching movies, working out, writing a little, reading a little, and sleeping too much. Thursday, the lifemate had the day off, so after tutoring we met up at the subway and went downtown to grab our traditional Christmas dinner [we didn’t do it on Christmas this year] of Panda Express. Haha! We got way too drunk on a bottle of vodka that we split because it was so fucking cold that we opted for a liquor coat.

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For the New Year’s weekend, we basically just made ourselves a little nest deep in the heart of Seoul, exercised too much, ate too much [my homemade chicken soup on Saturday and all-you-can-eat Korean bbq on Sunday], drank too much [I’d rather not divulge the extent of our … debauchery], and overall did too much of nothing [and some things that are none of your business]. It was perfect. We also tried to nail down our theme for 2017, but we still haven’t quite landed on it yet. We have quite a full plate ahead of us, and we’ve just gotta figure out how best to get it all done.

So, that’s enough about that for today because I’m just sort of sick of writing about my life at this point. Ugh. See you on Friday, for Feature Friday! If you missed the last Feature [I opted for something different last week as it was the last post of 2016], you can check it out HERE! Have a nice first week of 2017. If I do nothing else this week, at least I’ve done this.

Bags, Booze, and a [my] Birthday

Bags, Booze, and a [my] Birthday

|how.odious| Year Two: DAY FIFTY-NINE

2016 December 19 [Monday]

 

After the conclusion of No-Writing November and the commencement of the two metric months [100 Earth days = 1 metric month] that are to be spent writing book two [to be named … something … once I think of something to call it], I have already failed to write my first non-fiction-type Friday post, which will henceforth be referred to as “Feature Friday.” The short story is that I am a chronic quitter, and to my detriment, I’m getting used to not sticking to my goals. Nevertheless, I’m not entirely sure why I stated in the last post that that was the last installment of the Mundane Monday Memoirs because I already knew that I would continue to write that exact style of post throughout the year, on Mondays *sigh. Oh, and it’s Monday. Whatever.

The long story about why I failed to write my first Feature Friday post last week revolves around the conception of an idea that actually required a bit more research than I had initially expected, especially since I was forbidden to write on my computer until last Wednesday, which meant that it was sort of an unfair length of time to produce a Feature. Despite this, I should have planned better, obviously, and should have had an idea for something more manageable about which to write. Hopefully, I will indeed get the piece finished by THIS Friday because I also have my first 7,500 words for book two due on Saturday. Ugh. I basically hate writing. I’m not entirely sure why I even do it.

It’s that whatever it’s called … an antic? … an aphorism? … one moment please while I use my friend Google … no, neither, so, I suppose I will go with a platitude, since that’s sort of the closest I can get at the time of this [fueled-by-vodka] writing … where like writers love being done with their writing … “they” say the best part about writing is being done, having written whatever … blah, blah. Onward …

The events of last week were again quite blasé and uneventful, until the weekend that is. Ha! The lifemate began my birthday celebrations last Friday, and they will come to their fateful end tonight. Boo. I’m less inclined to talk [brag] about how we had the best day filled with shopping, an urban walkabout, fancy foods, and other activities that are none of anyone’s business. The only thing about which I’ll go into more detail is dinner.

We found a wonderful Spanish tapas place called Spain Club out in Gangnam at the COEX mall. It was divine. We started with some cocktails [an old fashioned for the lifemate and the signature margarita for me]. Then we ordered our entrée first, the seafood paella. OMG … it wasn’t the best paella I had ever had, but it was pretty damn delicious, especially for Seoul. With the entrée we split a bottle of Syrah, and then before we were even finished eating all of the paella, we ordered the gambas al ajillo after tasting the deliciousness of the shrimp in the paella. OMG … seriously the best shrimp I’ve ever eaten … ever. After we ate, we finished off the meal with a drink called the White Lady. I’m not entirely sure how long we were there, but I imagine it was much longer than I thought. We were … inebriated.

After dinner we shopped a bit more, and then, we stopped through the On the Border [yes, I know, but you can’t understand how truly amazing Mexican food is until you can’t eat it … ever … even when we’re talking about somewhere as derivative as On the Border … yes, I understand that most people understand that Mexican food is amazing, but seriously, you can’t really understand its amazing amazing-ness until you’re deprived of it … like most things in life, I guess] that we also found at COEX [there’s another one that we usually frequent downtown and closer to our home], sipped more margaritas and snacked on an appetizer platter, most of which was bagged up so we could take it home. It was, to be fair, the second dinner within like three hours.

 

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That’s enough about that. Yesterday was a wonderfully lazy [recovery] day. I think we probably watched like five hours of the 2016 WSOP Main Event, and I’m not ashamed to admit this. I guess that’s about it for today because I don’t even want to be writing this damn post in the first place, so really, you’re just getting my shits. Sorry [not sorry].

Laters.


*a birthday presents sampling … uh, kinda crazy.