Farewell to Accounting
Tuesday the 17th was my last day at the accounting firm. Not sorry to see it go, as I was pulling 60 hour weeks by the end. But despite these grueling hours I was never treated like a slave or was too miserable. They fed us incredibly well, sometimes both lunch and dinner. On the last day not only did I get a farewell card with a Starbucks giftcard, but there was a huge end of tax season party at Tiki Bob's with a taco buffet and all the freeze booze I could drink.
I mostly just hung out with Fred, easily the office's nicest, funniest, and geekiest employee. Not that it's a bad thing. Hell, I was glad I finally met someone in Seattle that could go toe-to-toe with MY geekdom and even beyond, so that was very welcome. I also hung with the guy I shared an office with, John. You wouldn't think it from looking at him, but John is a Goth. He goes to Goth clubs every weekend and dresses all in black and talks about the lavish neon drinks he has there and all the types of alcohol they have in them. Sounds cool if I could tolerate the majority of the music, but I can't. Don't get me wrong, there are a few bands that are considered "Goth" that I really enjoy: Joy Division, Bauhaus, Siouxsie & The Banshees, and others. But much beyond that and it's just crushed velvet, eyeliner, goblets, and lasers. No thanks.
So we partied there until 11 or 12 and went home. Hopefully Fred and I will get to hang out and play Guitar Hero II.
My Days Are Numbered
So that's it. Now that my accounting days are over with, my days in Seattle are very limited. With Kim already gone and the apartment leased out to someone new, most loose ends are tied up. I spent the whole day after work ended packing and getting ready to go. I figured it was better to do it all now than try to foolishly do it all the day before I left. I've seen the results of that, and it's ugly. No, I try to be more prepared these days.
So what am I doing to fill my days of leisure, you ask? Well, getting more sleep for one. My body tries to wake up at 7:30 in time for work like a good robot every morning and I have to force myself to go back to sleep. Then I get up a few hours later, have some coffee, listen to some Dylan, Velvet Underground, or something else appropriate for coffee-filled mornings, make myself a delicious breakfast that usually involves bacon, and play around on the internet or spend some quality time on my DS. But amongst this lazy behavior, I do try to be active, going to the park to read or walking downtown to get the second issue of Buffy The Vampire Slayer Season 8 comic! Seriously though, I am trying to be active, so that when I go on the cruise in a week or so I'm not a blob.
I even got a haircut so I could be more streamlined for the summer!
Other than that, there are a couple of great concerts coming up!
Blonde Redhead *Tonight!* 4/21 @ Showbox
Peeping Tom 4/23 @ Showbox
Electric 6 4/24 @ Neumos
Expect full reviews of each, so stay tuned!
Got My Mojo Working
Marshall and I are at it again, working on our second screenplay, currently called The Mojo Hand. It's based on the legends of the blues, and the holy grail of all blues aspirations: acquiring the mojo hand, or the best blues guitar playing known to man. Usually involves deals with the devil, crossroads and such. These themes have been touched upon in film, but never really done justice and in the full scope. Well we aim to fix that. I think we've got solid gold on our hands. This script's got something for everybody: spirited music performances, mythology, action, violence, romance, tragedy, black magic, comedy, and a midget. Yessiree. Good stuff. We've completed a treatment for it, so now we're waiting to hear back from our "connection" on it, but in the coming weeks are beginning to write the actual screenplay. Trust me, all of you will want to read this one.
1 comment:
That Fred guy is a total badass and really hot! I would give it up to him in a heartbeat! ROFLCOPTERLOLKTHX!!1!11!
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