Category: Post of the Moment

Things need to be different.

Weekend mornings are unique, and we’re given a simple choice two days each week:

Should I catch up on my sleep, or should I catch up on everything else?

Normally, we all go for the latter. I try to split my weekend between the two. Sleep is very important because we all have those good jobs that are annoying because our bosses expect near-perfect performance all the time. That means we have to be well rested to stay smart.

It’s true, you could just get the proper amount of sleep during the week, but we all know that doesn’t work. We have deadlines, maybe a kid was not allowing for sleep, or maybe a girl stayed over/talked on the phone too late. These are all valid reasons (yes, the last one is valid because 1) us men can’t control women, and 2) the whole point of work is to have means to enjoy life, so it’s fine as long as it doesn’t affect your performance).

I usually split up my two mornings. So I tend to have late Friday nights and early Saturday mornings.

I focus on mornings because after lunch, you get busy with plans, so mornings are really the only time that’s your own. Unless you have kids, then you get your time in 20 years.

I go out Friday nights. Saturdays are good for doing some work, running errands, and all that exciting stuff.

Sunday mornings are spent sleeping in and just relaxing. You make and eat a good breakfast. Sunday mornings are your time to do what you want. You can work outside, read a little, or just lounge around in bed.

People are good. People are fun. I generally like most of them.

Most people know, I thoroughly enjoy dancing.

What I don’t enjoy all the time is dance clubs.

They’re okay, but so people go to then by themselves? I don’t think they do.

If I go to then with a bunch of friends, they all dance in a giant circle by themselves. Lame. I greatly prefer having another’s field of gravity to play with (centripetal force).

If I do go by myself, being a fan of partner dancing, I just want to find a lady with whom to dance.

While I can’t dance by myself coolly and have fun, because guys aren’t supposed to dance too much, which is lame, if I dance with the full extent of my energy like a ridiculous dancing fool, people will laugh, and I do enjoy that.

My surgery last year was to help me breathe better.

The idea is that I could have air when I run. But then it was winter, and while I run outside, I’m more focused on not falling on ice than I am my breathing.

This summer is the first time I could build my lungs. The problem before was not that I couldn’t inhale, but I couldn’t exhale. My obstruction was “dynamic”. If was interesting watching it on film. It would only close when I exhaled hard.

If you didn’t know, if a person doesn’t exhale all their air, they can’t inhale as much. Therein was my problem.

Anyways, no that I can do that fine, I have to train my lungs by inhaling more air faster.

The way I do this is by having two stage inhalation. It’s basically like Lamaze breathing (had to look that one up to spell it right). In. In. Out.

It seems that by not being fully utilized for 9 years, my lungs have grown weak. So now I run faster and breathe deeper and faster. I’m slowly increasing my pace and distance. It’s probably a good thing.

Maybe it’s Spring Fever, or maybe it’s that it’s no longer tax season, but I just can’t get some things out of my mind. I’ve just been going nuts!

I love that it is so nice out!

I swear, when I do anything, I come away with at least two girls’ numbers. Such was the case tonight. I went to the Lake Harriet Kick-off event, and one woman loved dancing with me, and her friend loved talking to me. They were both in their mid-thirties. I don’t waste my time with young girls – too easy. Too much drama.

Right now I’m looking for friends. It just so happens that I want a lot of beautiful lady friends. 😉

This brings me to my new term: one of my friends always found guys, and they were always douches.

I told her that she should only date friends because then she’ll actually know them well enough so they’re not bad. Also, then they’ll have an interest in her well-being.

She finally started seeing one of our friends. It’s a secret: no one but me knows (she doesn’t have any girl best friends). They’re not really dating right now.

I told her what they were. They’re kissy-face friends. They just hang out and are cool, but sometimes they do the kissy-face thing, or wherever it goes.

That’s pretty much what I’m looking for, too. I want a kick ass friend with whom I can be close. I guess it’s kind of friends with benefits, but I think that has a bad rep for its attempt to be emotionless. Kissy-face friends just triesto minimize things. Limit official labels.

For me, with the ASI event began something awesome that I can’t explain. Women just seem to be in to me. I’m resisting being in to them, too. I’m waiting until I find the right one, then she’ll have it super good.

I’m kind of mad that I didn’t dance on Friday.

After dancing last night, I remember how much I love dancing and how good I am at it.

My sincere apologies to all the ladies with whom I did not dance.

When I am with people, I have of mind, usually totally. This is a good thing sometimes, and it’s bad sometimes too.

It’s good because I can focus on solving a problem. It’s food because I do don’t just process what is needed, but I make sure it looks good in my mind. For instance, I found a slight discrepancy even filing the Sales tax return for April. For one item, there were Minneapolis sales that were not in Hennepin County.

Kind of odd of you think about it.

Apparently I found an error in the computer process that’s been going on since 2005.

I notice things because when I’m working on something, I’m not thinking about what I’m doing after work; I’m thinking about all the attributes of the work and making sure they all agree.

Presence can be good, but it can also be bad. Then I go on a first date, I always have an attention distraction. That way, I don’t focus on the lady with whom I am.

It can also be bad because it can make me oblivious. For instance, I was just at a big party with my friend, and I totally didn’t notice my other friend until he pointed her out to me.

One would think that I would keep my eyes open, but I can easily get lost in what I’m doing. I like people, and everything turns out well in the end, which makes me seemingly not care. I care, but certain things in life are beyond my control. Other people are so complex that I don’t try to have any control over them. I just let life do the steering.

I’ve learned from my own experience. Someone once tried to make a play, and I think my response was unexpected. Therefore, I don’t try to control someone.

On that note, I do try to influence things, of course. If I haven’t talked to someone for a long time and would like to, I might send them a note.

I believe in the natural order of things. Life will let me meet the right friends at the right time. Long past are my days of trying – I’m just myself, and that gives others a fair choice. That was my flaw in the past: I tried, and I had an undefined self.

I love who I am.

Justin

I told you things aren’t slowing down after Trac season this year.

I just updated my deadline list. I currently have 26 projects (tax returns, elections, etc.) to do by the fall, and that’s not including recurring work like bookkeeping or payroll.

I expect to hire my colleague at STC permanently. She’ll try the highly incentivized, high-paying system I’ve developed. I’ve been compensating myself with it for years. I just haven’t used it for any non equity holders.

It’s very unique. Eventually, I need to figure out how to get this stuff out of an Excel spreadsheet that goes to column AK. I know how to do it, in theory, but lack the technical skill (because I haven’t had time to research it) and the chronological follow-through (the time to actually do it, but I think I invented a new phrase).

J out – I have to work in a while!