Seattle
TodayI leave for Seattle, and I couldn’t be more happy about it. I really need a break- a forced break- seeing as how I can’t stick to my goal of taking it easy. Not that I’ll be taking it easy in the great Northwest, but golf and going out with my brother and friends is not exactly going to kill me.
Especially since I can sleep in every day, minus the one day I go golfing as I’m sure my father has set up some ungodly tee time. I’m looking at you 7am.
To be honest, I just want to get away from a lot of things. Work is actually not one of them. I’m excited about what I’m doing currently, and it actually has some future value to me. Not that my other work didn’t, but the stuff now is both important to JPL and some new stuff that I and most people have never done before.
What I do want to get away from is my lifestyle. I wrote about this earlier, in my journal, but I’ll reiterate here. I’m really happy with who I am and am becoming, but I don’t want to change so much that I lose the things that started me off so well. It’s kind of like when a rockstar has to go “back to his roots,” after striking big once and then not understanding why success isn’t coming more easily. I want to make sure I don’t get too far away.
I should explain what I mean by the “Who I am becoming” part. For the first time in a long, long time I’m having a great time. A lot of it is the people I’m surrounding myself with. A lot of it is just me making better decisions, and going for things that I want. There is no goal in mind, there is no master plan for what I expect out of it, I’m just really happy to be living in the moment.
I’m also excited to leave Robespierre and see Whiskers. They would probably have the most ferocious kittens ever conceived. Perhaps had Scar and the lions from The Ghost and the Darkness made babies it’d rival the offspring these two would have. But I digress.
I plan on cooking a lot for my family. Grilling some shrimp and steaks, as well as making some of my ‘specialites,’ should be a lot of fun. My dad really likes my food, which is nothing against my mother, and is actually really interesting to me. My dad is the “Man Cook,” hardly ever cooking inside unless it comes in a plastic bag, but you could give him a cow and he’d find a way to grill it. As for me, I’m more of an inside cook, but I still want to buy a small grill for the apartment. Nothing like grilling. And in Southern California I can do it all year long.
Other than that, I’ll be reading a bit and listening to my new music. Wolf Parade, Coldplay and Death Cab For Cutie. I’m a big fan of these three albums.
“The time to stop talking is when the other person nods his head affirmatively but says nothing.”