I only take anything half seriously ever, which I think is a redeeming quality.  Making anything seem too important is a big mistake.  If I ever get overwhelmed, I take about 5 seconds to think about the cosmos, and boom, back to reality.

I'm becoming more personable in my old age, maybe for the fact that I'm starting to care less and less.  I'm not overly concerned about perception, or even consequences.  I wasted a bit too much time on that in the past.  If I can get rid of all fear and sense of shame, the better off I'll be.  I can smile almost anything off.

I think I have no lasting regrets.  Sometimes I think I regret something, but then that mood fades.  It's almost all become a decent anecdote.

I see a vision of Hell where one is forced to pack and then unpack perpetually.  It's even worse than rolling a boulder because it's more boring and you don't build a whole lot of strength. 

I think this week is the 2 year anniversary of me sitting in the same cubicle.  A lot of other people have been forced to move since we got into this building, but not me.  That's something like 4500 hours by my rough approximation. 

Imagine if i had watched that many hours of The Bold & The Beautiful instead.  I'd be an expert.

One of my talents is being able to type without a keyboard.  I can still do all the strokes, but just by imagination.  And I still remember T9 texting by heart.

I have mixed feelings on bands that make the end of one song sort of fit into the other.  Sometimes it takes the "oomph" out of the beginning of the 2nd song when you listen to that track alone.  That's why there are some occasions where I have to go to the end of the first song and wait and see.

Some examples of that are:

Spoon: The Two Sides of Monsieur Valentine --> I Turn My Camera On
Wolf Parade: Sons and Daughters of Hungry Ghosts --> I'll Believe In Anything

Yesterday was great because I took off of work to go to a bar with a friend to watch the USA World Cup game.  I had actually already set myself up to watch the game on my phone, but when my friend said she was down to do it, I said I would too.

For 90 or so minutes, it seemed like a horrible idea.  It would be lame to have asked my boss to do this, and then show back up to work and it had all been for naught because the US drew and was out of the tourney.

In fact, I was pretty much catatonic the last 20 minutes of the game.  I was thinking how I'd have this coming weekend ruined because the USA wouldn't be in the World Cup anymore, I'd have to throw away my new USA shirt, I'd be embarrassed to say I was from the USA when I was in Poland, I'd be 29 the next time the World Cup came around and I'd have bad memories of this one.

But, alas, like in life, sometimes things just work out.  And I would have regretted forever if I had just seen the final score rather than had that experience.  The 90 minutes of nerves and pain really make the relief worth it.  Probably a moral in there somewhere.

Our bar went pretty mental.  It was relatively full for being a Wednesday morning.  A good business like crowd (like we were).  I did my fair share of jumping around and my friend was jumping on the seats, and that.  I even scraped my arm somehow in the melee.  I didn't have my phone with me because I had lent it to a friend (to watch the game on), so I couldn't capture the action (and I wouldn't have been filming it whilst on the brink of elimination anyway), but this is a really cool video showing some of the goings-on elsewhere in the country.

I bought these 2 suits and loads of accessories for something like 4 figures and really just for 10 or so hours on my New York trip.

The bad news is that I don't know when I can wear one again.  So, if anyone needs someone in a suit to come with them as a good looking date, a body guard, a conman, whatever; let me know. 

The problem is I have 2 shirts and 2 ties I didn't even get to try out.  Maybe I'll just wear a suit to work and act real pompous and powerful.

I'm going to Poland in 2 weeks, as everyone knows.  It's my first SUMMER visit in 8+ years.  The dead of winter makes it hard to run around and exercise and even harder to lure chicks to you with the promise of a green card. 

I'm loving this World Cup thing.  With my overall dream of moving to England one day, it's good that I like it.  I'm invested in this USA team now.  I'm convinced that social media (especially twitter) is going to be big in making soccer huge in the US.  The US always wants to feel like it's part of the global scene, and having something to take pride in with soccer is big for that.

I wish we could convince some guys with British or Scottish accents to call American football games.  Very calm and pleasant.  But when they get excited, you get excited.

I got this new iPod nano 5th generation the other day, and I'm glad I did as it has the radio feature so I can listen to the TVs at the gym.  And unexpected bonus. 

I love days off.  I went to the gym and lifted weights.  Ran on the elliptical.  And did loads of abs.  Need to impress with my shirtless Polish running.

The publicity from my NASDAQ thing is still going pretty strong.  On the fifteen minutes of fame clock, I'm still at around 13:30 I think.  And I've got a whole new confidence after the whole thing.  After talking to CEOs and other guys pulling 7-figures for a few days, just a middle-manager at your home office isn't so intimidating.  And I think I can bring it pretty good when I know what I'm talking about.

If you want to be respected by others the great thing is to respect yourself. Only by that, only by self-respect will you compel others to respect you.

Bootlegged ERRRR got legally about 3 GMAT studying programs to look at while I'm in Poland.  Standardized Tests were my claim to fame in my formative years.  Gotta bring that back.

Just realized I can watch all games from this World Cup free On-Demand via U-Verse.  I'll be a proper expert soon.