Blogs + update

So I just spent the last hour or so reading through my old blogs. It's crazy I've been on myspace a little over 2 years now. You can really see my ups and downs, since I'll usually write when I'm really sad or really happy. It's almost like reading something somebody else wrote. I started blogging right before I graduated and probably wrote every month or so. Blogging is a weird thing, at least for me. I like to talk about whats going on, but I don't want to be too specific because you never know who reads these things. It's like keeping a personal journal that you know someone else would read.

Updates in the life of the Nick. Umm, things are going pretty great. I still love my apartment, it definitely feels like home. And I hate to say it, it feels even more like home than "home" back in Sacramento. My parents are preparing to sell the house I grew up in over the next few months, so for quite sometime now, my room as been dismantled. All it really has in it is my bed. They also changed a lot of stuff in the other rooms, so it's not really the house I remember anymore. I'm not even comfortable in my own bed, and when I visited during Easter, I actually was looking forward to coming back, and I felt kinda guilty for that. Mentally I guess I have moved on.

On a lighter note, I got Guitar Hero II for Xbox 360. It's super fun, but if I play too long I'll get into a weird zone and my fingers will move without me thinking about it. I'm pretty sure the game hypnotizes me. It tells me to burn things. So all in all, fun game :)

Letssss seee, what else.... I dunno if I mentioned it but my computer's hard drive crashed a few weeks ago, so I had to get a new one. Suckage. I also got Vista though, and it is pretty rad in a far out way. It's essentially a prettied up version on XP, but hey, that ain't a bad thing.

My parents finally got an iMac, their first Apple computer. It really makes me want to get a MacBook or a MacBook Pro. The Pro's are so neat, but just so dang expensive. I think when the next update on them comes out I'm going to bite the bullet and get it :)

I'm itchin' to have another party soon. Let me know if you guys have any suggestions. Perhaps a theme party? I've been wanting to have a 80's party for quite a while now. You know, dress in neon colors, headbands, big hair, watch the Goonies, karaoke to Vanilla Ice, you get the picture. Thoughts? Anyone even reading this thing?

Oh, and to all you people out there in the videoscope, you better have started reading Marley & Me by now. Remember, I'm like a chamillion. Yeah. And I came to the fork in the road. And I took the bridge and ended up on the right side. Elizabeth went left and I went right. I said "follow me Elizabeth" because I'm going straight to the top. The stars. One shining star in the night. That shines brighter than all the rest. And the beat goes on. No more questions.

Marley and Me

I just finished reading Marley and Me last night. My god. It is an excellent book, and may very well be one of the best books I have ever read. I think it is one of those books where either you love it or hate it, no in between. If you have ever owned a dog, especially a larger dog, it is a must read. I have read many a book in my time, but none has effected me like this book did. I mean, usually when you finish a book, you may think about it for a bit and then move on to the next thing. I can't stop thinking about this book. I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that the dog I grew up with was a big Golden Retriever (Marley is a lab) so I can really really relate. Do yourself a favor and please please read it. Heck, you can even borrow my copy, you need to read this book. Please.

This blog entry is dedicated to my dog Gruffy. He was the best. The absolute tops.

What a lovely day...

CAUTION!

Things are awesome

This is gonna be a long blog, so sit back, relax, and enjoy.

For the last 2 weeks I've been in an insanely good mood, but I couldn't figure out why. I think I finally figured it out.

The last 3 months have been pretty shitty.

I was pretty depressed, but didn't really realize it.

Since Christmas, all I have been doing is moving. I didn't really have a place I could call my own. I don't even consider Sacramento my home anymore. My room isn't really my room anymore. All that's in it is a bed. All the posters and toys have been long put away. Pretty depressing.

So as soon as I got back from Christmas, I had to start packing to move. I really did grow to hate that little studio apartment I was in. I could hear the person to my left cough all night, I knew when the person to my right had a fight with their boyfriend (much to my joy) and I knew that I wasn't allowed to listen to music at 3pm on a Sunday because it annoyed the person below me. Oh, and I figured out that weird rustling above me was squirrels on my roof, not rats. Pretty depressing.

Flash forward a few weeks. Everything is packed. I'm feeling pretty shitty, but I'm looking forward to moving into my friend's place. I see my room, it's pretty damn small, but whatever. I can manage. So I start moving my stuff over little by little, things are looking okay. And well, if you're reading this, you know the rest. Pretty depressing.

Another few weeks go by, I'm finally in my new new place. It seems pretty cool. Takes a while to finally get settled in, but I finally do. I hang all my pictures up, decorate it all how I want it, but still, I'm in a funk.

Then I decided to hold a party March 17. It was a pretty good turnout. I think everyone had a blast, I know I sure did. That little party got me out of my funk.

Now's the part of the blog where I'll get a bit sappy. Avert your eyes if you must.

It's been hard living down here in LA. I mean, I know I like it better than Sacramento, it's new and exciting. But I have no family or anything out here, and being an only child makes it harder too. So all I really have out here are my friends. Now, I'm the type of guy who doesn't have hundreds of hundreds of friends. Sure, I know a lot of people, but I don't really consider them "friends"
per se, more like acquaintances. And then coming down to a school hundreds of miles away where I knew absolutely nobody was hard. Long story short, the group of friends I made in school mean the world to me, and after graduating, I guess I've just felt like I was floating. Didn't really have a place to go, kept on moving, changing jobs, etc... Nowhere to call home.

Ready for it? I warned you. There's still time to turn back.

I think that's what changed on March 17. Finally, I think it hit me. This is my home now. My friends are my family. I have no idea why it took me so long to realize it. I know that they'll always have my back, and I hope they know that I'll always have theirs. Just having everyone over at my new place, all having fun, no cares in the world, that's what it's all about.

So yeah, things are awesome. Things are fuckin' awesome god damn it. And I'm fuckin' home.

Books are awesome

I just started reading this awesome book. Check it out:

Wizards are awesome

This post has nothing to do with wizards (though they are pretty fuckin' awesome). I've just been in a really good mood for the last few days. Here's a picture I photoshopped a long while back:



And remember, no matter what happens, somebody will find a way to take it too seriously.