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Everything is going to change and that is okay with me

A lot of things have changed in my life and a lot more are about to change even more. Goals, jobs, living situations, relationships, it’s all going to be different from here on out. I’ve sensed it for a long time and now it’s here. It is a scary feeling, leaving things behind, but it is something that needs to be done at this point in my life and despite the scary feelings I am excited. I am happy how everything turned out.

I could tell you a story about two people who lived together in a space they didn’t want to be in, but stayed in it because they wanted to be together and ended up unhappy for it. I know that story very well and I have told that story way too many times before, but that’s not the story I want to tell anymore. It’s not my story anymore and I am just not interested in it anymore. I am interested in the story of getting better every day of your life and becoming the person that everyone thinks you can be and the person that you want to be. The people who fill in the supporting roles in that story are important to it, but they aren’t the story. The characters can change because the story is me.

(Is this coming across emotional? Because I don’t mean it to be. I have done the emotions thing and I am done with it. This is about positivity and new experiences. This is about saying goodbye to the life that I knew. It’s a happy time. It’s time to walk on through.)

I haven’t weighed myself in a few days so I can’t give the update on the quest for 180, but I imagine I’ve dropped a few more. Just been eating so right lately. Grilled chicken or salmon with veggies, every meal. No bread, no butter, no potatoes, no sugar. Smaller portions and salads with oil and vinegar (which is awful, btw). I am doing my best to not care about taste or feeling full and just eating what I need to eat. I definitely miss garlic bread. Drinking lots of water and no sugar drinks. I’ve drank a few beers (a few too many actually), but every time I’ve done so I’ve skipped dinner. I think that is the right thing to do, but I’m not sure. Maybe I’ll just switch to vodka full-time when I go out. (And I probably shouldn’t be doing shots, but hey it’s a work in progress.) Not being able to work out as much as I’d like to though. Just hindu squats whenever I get the chance. Once I get my job situation better figured out, as in only having one, I think I’ll be able to actually get to the gym. I hope so at least. That said, I can definitely feel a difference in my life now that I have adopted eating better/positive thinking/exercise and it’s only going to get better.

I’m off for now. Going to only my second Brewers game of the year tonight and I couldn’t be more excited. WORLD SERIES.

One Eighty and the year of not Vince

Last summer was a time when everything went right for me. I started dating my girlfriend, I had an amazing time with my friends, I threw the Pants Party, we won a trip to Mexico and a bunch of other fun stuff. It was a really great summer and I will always cherish it. As time went by and the summer turned to fall things stayed good but not as great and then in the winter things started to change like they always do.

Last year was supposed to be the year that it all ended. The year I was supposed to move and stop working as a server and everything would be different and better and awesome. Then I got caught up with being in love and I didn’t do that. I don’t regret it, but that’s what happened. So I stayed at Popeyes and I stayed in Lake Geneva and I didn’t do some things I wanted to do because I was so happy I didn’t want anything to change.

Working as a server in a resort town in the winter is hell. You don’t make any money, but your bills are all more because you’re home all the time and you’re cranking the heat. You can’t do anything because you don’t have any money and it’s so cold you don’t want to. There are a lot of great things about winter, for example sleeping next to someone is so much better in the winter and the holidays are fun, but most of it sucks. I didn’t really like this winter. My bad times at work just amplified how much I didn’t want to do this anymore. My roommate stopped paying his bills which necessitated a move and then when the seasons changed I decided to tell my boss “fuck you” and got myself fired. (I regret this now less than ever.) It took me a couple months to figure it out after that, both because I didn’t really have a plan and it was hard to find a job, and it was a hard time for me. No job. No money. Living at my girlfriend’s mom’s house. Some friends stopped calling. My laptop died. It felt like the world was against me. It felt like the Year of Not Vince, like some karmic retribution for how happy I’d been the summer before. I was like Buffy after she came back from Heaven and it felt like the worst time of my life.  (In retrospect it probably wasn’t and I should have spent more time appreciating what I did have going for me and less time depressed about what I didn’t, but that’s easy to say now.) I let it get to me and I stopped being me which led to me ending up single.

It’s been a bad year, but it’s over now. I realize now that it was the worst year because I let it be. Like I said before, I stopped being me. I got depressed and I wouldn’t let anyone get me out of it. I pushed away anyone who tried. I hid from the world. I wasn’t making things happen. I stopped feeling like I was in control of my own life and that’s not me. I’m Harvey Dent. I make my own luck.

It’s only been a couple weeks of adopting this mindset and already things are starting to look up for me. I got some potentially capital-g Great news about my website business, I might be doing a children’s book with an artist I met just for kicks, getting some job interviews, basically managing a restaurant for now, figured out a strategy for some website ideas that have been bugging me for a couple months, getting back in a writing groove,  and I FINALLY have a screenplay idea that I believe in. It’s all going to be fine. Things are going to work out and I am going to be better than ever. The key phrase being “going to”, but it will happen. Sometimes you just need to believe in yourself. No one writes songs about the ones that come easy.

Also, there is this thing down here which I will try and keep updated on the site (I plan to write more) to track my progress.

7 down. 27 to go. THE QUEST FOR 180.

We become such worse friends as we get older

I cleaned my room today. I don’t really like cleaning my room. Now don’t get me wrong I love having a clean room. Having a clean room is something that is important to me. It’s just that whenever I clean my room I inevitably find something that reminds me of someone, some place, some thing that I didn’t really want to think about. Today is no exception. Today, I found this picture:

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This photo reminds me of a lot of things. It reminds me of the time I thought it was a good idea to shave a line in my left eyebrow because I thought it looked cool (like Spike). It reminds me of Muska, my crazy ass dog with a mole on his nose that we named after skater Chad Muska during my brief “I think I want to start skateboarding” phase. Was he tied up in the backyard here? Was he in the house getting into something, chewing up something? Was he doing that crazy howl he used to do that drove the old neighbors crazy? Maybe he was playing in the yard with Shannon, my big (like 250 pounds) black friend from Philadelphia who defied stereotypes by spending way too much time playing video games. Was he at the house? Was he on his way over? It was probably a Saturday. We’re probably grilling out. Our neighbors seemed cool. It reminds me of Tacoma and this house we lived in. There was so much fun we had there, but when I look at this picture mostly it just reminds me of the photographer and the guy cutting my hair.

Katy, my girlfriend from high school, the first person I ever loved who quit school because she didn’t want to lose me and came to live in Alabama and then went back to school because I came with her. I liked her a lot. She was the perfect person for me at that point in my life. I really screwed up that relationship.

Then there’s John, her best friend from college who became my best friend when I moved there. He was probably one of the nicest guys I’ve ever known in my life. He was so easy going and always willing to help a friend. We had a lot of fun and we were friends from the first day I arrived. He was a really great guy. It’s really no wonder she started dating him after me. I would have done the same thing. read more »

Nolan loves cheese on his pasta

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My biggest problem

boyznthehoodI had one of those nights the other night where you put on some music and think about your entire life. It was pretty intense and I think I figured out some stuff that I hadn’t really thought about because it bothered me. During my thinking I came to a strong realization that I have a big problem that makes me the way I am and causes many of the troubles in my life. You see my biggest problem is that I have seen way too many movies and I have always expected my life to turn out like one. I’ve never really understood why people didn’t see things the way I saw them and do the right thing in the end, the reason of course being is that life isn’t a movie and people just aren’t like that. read more »