Memorial Day Madness

I want to go to a Memorial Day furniture sale somewhere. I’m always seeing commercials for them. My boss man tried to get me to come in this weekend at the lot, and I basically told him that he could slide that request into the folder labeled, “Ain’t Never Gonna Happen”

Yeah, those furniture stores look crazy around the holidays. Just thought it’d be fun to jump on some mattresses and recline in some recliners.

What I’m actually planning to do this weekend is to lie around, watch about 10 war movies, BBQ, eat, drink, be merry and catch some wind like a kite. Where it blows, I’m game to investigate. I’ll just catch it and ride. I’ve had a hankering to drive back over to L.A. sometime soon, crash with my cousins and get a little beach time in. There’s a lot of things that I think I may not have the opportunity to do for a minute if I don’t do it this summer. Once I’m in Colorado, I know I’ll be married to those mountains for awhile. Not being the “traditional” spring break type, I’ll probably never be going to any exotic locations for my time off, rather driving home.

I’m gonna give my zits a break from any kind of medication this weekend. Just gonna cleanse the face, and then let it breathe in…and out…in… …and out…

Here’s what I’m thinking for this weekend, aside from sporting events on the TV:

The Thin Red Line
Platoon
RAMBO (the new one)
Saving Private Ryan
Apocalypse Now
Last of The Mohicans
Empire of the Sun
Tora! Tora! Tora! (haven’t seen it yet)
Three Kings
Restrepo

That’s some stuff.

In the event that any individual(s) who have served in United States military or with our allied forces come across this, thank you for serving! And if in the super-rare event that someone from an enemy force comes across this – I wish we could all be on the same side.

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I’m Melting up in This Mother

It’s hot. Why am I noticing that this year more than ever? I must be getting old. Only old people talk about the weather. Youth doesn’t complain, they find the joy in it. Perhaps I need to take a day off, since this was my 6th day on in a row. Yeah, I know that’s not ridiculous for a working professional, but I’m a recent high school grad. I should be screwing around and stuff.

I think I’m gonna go catch a late flic. I got my online application in at a local theater. Hopefully I’ll get called in for an interview within the next week. It’d be awesome to have the job for all of June and July.

Yep. Just got a text from my QB, and fellow zit brother, and we’re gonna go see Hangover II. Don’t know whether I’m excited or trying to avoid the over-hype of this movie. I enjoyed the first one, but I wouldn’t say I loved it or thought it was as great as everyone made it out to be. Yes. It was funny, but it was far from being the funniest movie I have ever seen. I still haven’t seen Thor, so we may double feature and catch ’em both tonight. That is the way I roll.

Maggie is going to come out here for a couple weeks in late June, then we’re going to fly back to Madison together for 4th of July and such…that should be pretty enjoyable. We’ve never taken a big trip, just the two of us, so it should be fun…you know…watching TSA fondle my woman. What can I say – I can’t blame them for doing so…I’d certainly find a way to put her on the list if I were a TSA douche. That’s really mean. I know people in the TSA are just doing their jobs. It’s just unfortunate that their jobs are completely illegal a lot of the time, and they get to hide behind an iron-on badge patch.

Gotta get That Paper…Gotta get That Munny

I’ve been working my zits off this week. Yep. It’s only Tuesday night. But. I worked all weekend. Saturday. Sunday after church I went in. Monday. Today. A lot of crap to take care of. I’m really a neat freak, so I felt like some of the crap had been long neglected in the wash bay and within some of the storage areas of the dealership.

I’m gonna try to get another job. Don’t tell anyone, but I’m going to apply under the illusion that I’ll be around for a long time. Basically, I wanna get a job at a movie theater. That’ll help me save money on what I spend my money on, while also making money working around stuff that I really enjoy. You understand? I said…do you understand? I’m in rare form. I’m always amped after coming home from work. I haven’t been running lately…just wanted a little bit of a break, you know? I said…YOU KNOW?

I’ve decided that I’m just gonna stick around for the summer. Will hop over to Wisconsin for a bit, but for the most part, I’m gonna settle in, and spend time with friends and family. I’m sure that a lot of these friends I will see on occasion, but some people around here, I may never see again. Sounds kind of morbid, but that’s how I read it. Just the way life works.

Maggie is wigging – she still hasn’t pulled the trigger on a school choice. That’s kind of stressing me out, because it’s stressing her out. And you know what stress means. Zit city, baby. Yeah, I was naive enough to think that I would leave the zits behind with high school, but it just hasn’t been the case. I’m actually supposed to go see my dermatologist next Tuesday, so we’ll see what she says this time. If I were her, I’d refuse to see me, since I have basically refused every treatment option she has suggested.

My Day

I’m taking a personal day.

The little sibs are still in school, so I got up early with them, and decided I’d fill my day with a bunch of nothing. I rarely just get the whole house to myself to do whatever I prefer. So, I’ve got three movies set aside, as well as a pile of video games that I haven’t played in awhile…if something can hold my attention for more than 20 minutes, I’ll be surprised.

I’m a high school graduate. Congratulations. Thanks. It does feel nice to have it out of the way. I never hated school. I had no drama this year, other than the episode at the the pep rally back in football season that landed me in ISS. Geez. How stupid was that?

My face is looking good. Better than what it normally looks like. Still chasing that stellar skin, but no dramatic zit stories for the past couple of weeks. I wouldn’t be surprised if I got attacked by a few in the next couple of weeks when I start to freak out about what exactly I’m going to do once July rolls around. Am I going to move to Durango, or stay here and just go traditional route. I’ve got to make that decision very soon, or it may be made for me. Not a fan of obligation – I like my choices.

Poor Mags hasn’t even declared where she’s going to school yet. She says she’s going for sure once the fall rolls around, but I told her that it wouldn’t be the end of the world to start in January. I think I offended her. I just know she’s frustrated, and it’s not something worth being frustrated about.

OK. It’s my personal day, so nothing heavy – for a day. Time to watch some old school Jim Carrey, eat crappy food that tastes delicious, starting with this bag of chocolate frosted donettes, and then…see where the mid-morning leads me.

T-Minus 30:00:00

30ish hours ’til the big moment.

Can I confess something? This isn’t really that big of a deal to me. I know it’ll be nice – a nice moment – but I’m just not incredibly excited. I look around at my peers, and classmates, and there are a lot of them, and I’m just not on the same page as they are. So many of us have similar interest and goals of moving on and achieving something, but I don’t even have a clue of what I want to “profess” as my career. Not a clue. I was talking to my dad late last night… we stayed up and watched Major League and talked ’til 2 a.m., and I asked him if he ever had that moment where everything just clicked. His response: Nope. Still haven’t. Is that disappointing?

It wasn’t. It was refreshing. I consider my pops highly successful, more so as a person, and I guess I’m learning that’s how I measure success. I certainly don’t measure it based on my zitty face. Unless zits equate to success, then I might very well be in the 1% that so many people aspire to. Me. The one percent. Makes a zitty fella smile.

Actually, my face has decided to cooperate a bit this week. I think it’s because this week is the first breath that I’ve enjoyed since Christmas vacation. Really, I have not one care in the world. I would say I feel lucky for that, but I think it’s bigger than luck. I like the word blessing – I guess it’s how I was raised.

I am actually looking forward to the graduation party to follow the ceremony. It is hosted by the school, and they’ve got a lot of local sponsorships, prizes, etc., so it should be an enjoyable time – what can I say, I’m a sucker for free food outside the norm. Of course it won’t be attended by all, but so long as I don’t have to hear about some idiot doing something stupid and ending up dead or in a coma, I hope everyone enjoys their graduation how they see fit.

My Last Week of High School

Maybe it would seem a bigger deal if I hadn’t already sealed it almost a year ago. No big finals, nothing major planned for the week. Some family coming in on Wednesday, and our actual commencement ceremony is on Thursday. Big breath. Yeah, I feel ready. The time just flies. Maggie graduated on Friday. I was really hopeful to be there, but clearly things changed with my extra curricular activities this spring.

This week will consist of going through the motions. Did I fail to mention…? Our State Track Meet aka the AIA State Championship was this weekend? Yeah. Saturday was a huge day in the story of F*** My Zits.

Yeah. Say I’m superstitious. I just didn’t want to mention anything until the deed was done. It went well. Almost the sweetest taste in my mouth, though I’ll definitely take silver. Yep. Got second. It was an incredible race. I’m still kind of in disbelief, because everything has been such a whirlwind over the past few months. Honestly, it still feels like mid-March, not mid-May. I asked my mom if there was a pause button to just enjoy the moments a little bit longer… Her reply: Um. No. Let me know if you ever find one.

So. The track experiment? It was possibly more successful than the football experiment. My year in review. I went from spectator to true competitor. I was always playing sports with friends and just on my own at parks, on the weekends, but to be challenged like that? To push beyond a threshold to a level I didn’t realize I possessed – I wouldn’t trade the experience for the world. It was win-win, and I did… I won a lot. Now I’ll get to train at altitude living in Durango. It’s 6,500 feet there. Definitely want to buy a nice mountain bike with some of my graduation funds.

My face? Well. It’s looking more and more like some zits are going to accompany on the next leg of my journey. And oh, ouch… I just bent my leg to get comfortable, only to feel pain. After the medal ceremony at the meet this weekend, a teammate came to give me a really high five. I thought it’d be funny to not jump and catch him midair – unfortunately, his knee drove right into my thigh. Deep thigh bruise. That’s what you call pure dumbassery.

The Mix

I took 2nd. If you’re curious. There was a guy who ran 1:54.08 – I ran 1:55.02. The guy that I’ve oft referred to as Awesome Dude, ran 1:58 and took 5th. Then there were a couple other guys fighting out at 1:57 a few strides behind me. Let me say that I felt like I was chasing a rabbit. It was absurd. I felt very comfortable for the first lap. We ran packed. A couple dudes went down who were lost in the middle.

As we hit the line and they rang the bell, the pace increased, and I just went with the guy in the lead. That particular guy finished 3rd. It was the guy who was just behind me who went late, and I went with him. We passed the leader and fought it out for the win. If I raced him again, I’d come in with a little different race strategy. Anyway. I won’t. I won’t get to race him again. He’s from a much larger school, so that’s that. We certainly hit it off after the race. Chatted for quite awhile. He’s actually going to run track for Arizona next year. Anyway, enough of that. What I wanted to write about today is music and zits.

My face is looking good. So. There’s you update on my zits. I really haven’t done anything out of the ordinary or differently that I have in the past. Same thing. Just hoping that something takes. I had to stop using the face wash I like because I was drying out big time with all of this sun exposure and sweating. The sunscreen I was using was apparently causing a problem, so my dermatologist suggested this Nutrogena Sheer stuff. It’s like SPF 4 billion. OK. 45.

Music. I only recently started running with music. I was always just enjoying the silence when my dad asked, “Why don’t you ever run with your iPod? I know you’re old school, but I bought you the thing hoping you would use it.” Yeah, I just don’t use it very often. I’m always listen to vinyl now with stereo headphones. So. Running mix. I need help. Suggestions. I enjoy running in the mornings to Zeppelin. That gets me goin’… I usually start with a nice little trot to “Since I’ve Been Loving You.” By the end of the song, I’m into a legit run. Then I slow it down for a little jog to “Thank You,” Then pick it back up to “Whole Lotta Love.” Anyway, the mix is good stuff, but I’m open to suggestions. ? Let’s hear it. My pops suggested “It Keeps You Runnin'” by the Doobie Brothers, as well as a few other songs about running.

If you’ll excuse me now, I am going to address a single zit up near my hairline.