How the Dust has Settled

Man... I'm gone for four years and the blog just fucking falls apart. Who am I paying to run this show, anyway?

Oh, wait... no one.

Well, I'm back, and in going over some of the posts on this blog, I have to say Past Dan was a whiny bitch. Funny, charming, handsome, but still, a whiny bitch.

Kidding, Past Dan, I love you, you're great. But maybe post some content once in a while? I mean, Jesus, four whole years?! You're not emo enough to think that coming back after that kind of hiatus makes you "cool," are you?

Things are going to change around here. First, more regular updates, none of this, "I'll update when I have meaningful thoughts," bullshit. We have a business to run, kiddo... this ain't no place for no hero.

New Projects

For a while now I've been wanting to learn how to build my own website as a means of putting more writing and stuff up in new corners of the internet. I figured, why not share the experience?

So, I built a new blog, one with step-by-step lessons for learning HTML. Each one will be made up and posted as I learn it myself, so that way I'm really coming at it from a beginner's perspective. Hopefully it's a hit!

Also, I've been writing some stuff for DeviantART, and plan on getting more posted soon. Currently, I'm working on a sequel to Bob's Tattoo and Grocery, so we'll see how that goes.

Also, pen-palling around with a Russian girl. Just a side note. This is a personal blog, remember.

Taking Writing to a Whole New Seriousness

Just pitched my first idea to a website. Hopefully they like it. Now I have to write up some school crap and get real work done, so I can go back to pitching ideas.

Oh, and I forgot to eat really anything today. Damn. It's like the Titanic sank and my stomach got pulled in after it.

Hold on a Second

That last post didn't really convey my usual humorous self, so I think I should try again.

Ahem...

I don't think I need to do drugs. Here's why; those existential moments we all here our stoner/tweaker friends talking about when they, like, swear they could taste Neptune? I get those from sleep deprivation.

I once had a dream where I was thinking over my life and some more stressful problems I was facing at the time. I was alone in a white expanse, talking to myself and pulling up visual aids as needed, like a chalkboard to draw out what I was thinking. I'm a pretty rational guy who likes to plan and think things out a lot, so this really isn't that unusual of a scenario for me.

Here's where it gets weird: after deciding I needed to bounce my ideas off of another person, I split into maybe five or six copies of myself, each one a single facet of my personality. We proceeded to argue over my usual thought process, and there were a number of interesting moments as Practicality put Intellectualism into a headlock, which led to Caution taking a step back, Rage getting over-excited and teaming up with Angst to beat the living shit out Reason, who sidestepped the whole situation by concluding that as a projection of my own consciousness, he did not actually exist.

Libido just sort of walked off after making a load of crass comments. I wasn't sure where he went until months later, when he sent me a post card from Rio de Jeneiro. He wrote of his many exploits and confirmed my long held  suspicions that if I had less things going on in my head, I'd probably get laid.

When I woke up, I concluded that I should probably see a doctor about this. Then I checked my pulse, got a glass of water, and went back to sleep. I don't remember having any other dreams after that.

Thinking about college...

Yet another Hub posting last night, this time on the subject of college and whether or not it's worth it. I've been thinking about it a lot lately, as I want to get a journalism degree, which right now is not really a well-paying career.

It's one of those things where I can already write, why go to school for it? Other than that piece of paper, there really isn't a good reason to. I need a good job, and to get a good job, I need a bachelors degree. But I don't want the debt that goes with it.

So I did some research and wrote "University Blues". There's a link at the bottom of the page, or you can look at the "My HubPages" link in the sidebar.

Thoughts and Musings

Just posted a new article on Hubpages (link at bottom of page). It's called I, Muslim, and it was meant for school. I'm turning it in tomorrow, but I put it online first to sort of test the waters. So far, it's about as popular as the only other Hub I've done, the "Impression, Sunrise" interpretation. Apparently people are into art and religion, so if I can key into that with some more articles, maybe I can start making some money off my hobby.

In other news, I've been talking to my friends about getting some business ideas afloat. Maybe in a couple years we can have a coffee shop or something. Who knows? I'm just getting really sick of school. It's hard enough to keep up with work stuff as it is. I just need to keep writing and start submitting to venues in a serious way. School won't do that for me, and short of having a degree for job purposes, I think I've pretty much maxed out any value to be gained from formal education.

So yeah, that's my world. Thank you, assorted listeners.

Oh, and I can do a Sean Connery impression now- but I can only say phrases with lots of dirty words, particularly if they have a lot of "S" sounds. I should be on the damn radio, you know?

It has been way, way too long.

So I forgot I had this blog.

Things are okay for now. I'm still in school after a major breakdown about a year ago in which my physical and mental health led to a poor semester grade-wise, but now I'm back with a vengeance and working roughly 30 hours a week as a manager at a market research call center. Those guys you hate that call during dinner and want to know about that cell phone plan you just purchased?

Ich bin ein that asshole!

So yeah, there's that. Also over the last year I've written a few more short stories, not that anyone has noticed anything, and have gotten into the actual work of writing a book, of which I have about 30-40 pages so far, depending on how I want to incorporate some of my other unpublished ideas. 30 pages of solid reading is already written, though, so I'm on my way.

Hopefully I can remember to post on this blog. You know, 'cause people notice when I don't.