Missed a couple of days. Big news! but I’m late for work.
My hamsters had babies early in the morning yesterday! I just took a look when she went out of her nest for a food run— 4 babies! Don’t worry, I didn’t touch. Good on you, Vanilla Bean and Jeffy Jingly!
Pictures to come.
Also, I found out I might have cancer! My herniated disc MRI showed something on my spine that wasn’t supposed to be there so I got another follow-up MRI and they said they have reason to believe it may be a neoplastic growth.
I went in for four additional MRIs and may have to go in for a spinal tap. I have to see a neurosurgeon next month.
I tried to go to work today, but the 7 train took 45 minutes to go like 4 stops and then just stopped, with its doors open, above ground. I waited like 20 minutes, but with no movement in either direction, a dude bumping his butt against my arm and my nips freezing off, I called my brother and asked him to pick me up.
On the plus side, I spent a bunch of time working on my literary response that’s required of my Columbia application.
Also, my brother and I saw a car that had clearly been set on fire earlier that day. How do I know? ELEMENTARY, my dear Watson. The engine was intact, but the rest of the car had been scorched and burned out. The tires were kinda melty, and the snow around the tires had turned to ice, but had another layer of snow on top. The most convincing piece of evidence? Intact engines don’t just sit idly in middle Queens. I wish I had a picture, but my camera phone wasn’t working, and we had just getting unstuck from the snow.
I took a nap today. That was nice.
Also, it’s too cold to work in my actual workspace now, so I’ve set up a makeshift one in my room. It is pictured below.
Basically my laptop hooked up to a wireless keyboard/mouse set attached to my TV! My eyes are going to go bad so fast, but hopefully this helps me get my work done lickety split.
I submitted my Brown and Cornell creative writing apps half a month ago and have been waiting ever since.
Even though common sense dictates that I should get a sense of when I’ll get an answer from the FAQs section, but no such luck, so I googled “Cornell MFA when?”, and saw the exact same search results for “Cornell MFA”, except for one entry, which was what I thought was a blog for someone waiting for their results.
It wasn’t, but this is.
I did submit my apps half a month ago, but I have another due in a week. That one’s for Columbia, which is kind of the ideal school for me in that it’s in the city, and I have a bunch of opportunities in the city, and it’s also a fairly impressive school.
On the other hand, my WORST enemy in the world goes to Columbia, but in a totally different school. Worth the risk? Maybe.
On an unrelated note, I’m bummed. I will most likely get a new tattoo to see if I can ride the endorphins from the experience out of my funk.
I always know I’m bummed when I can’t stop watching the same thing over and over again. This is what I’m stuck watching now:
For non-mathemagicians, #1 is the highest there could be, and Superman is #1. My first comics were Superman and Spider-Man (back when I still bought my comics from 7-11) and they’ve stuck with me for almost 20 years. My first (and, so far, only) tattoo is the ‘S’ shield.
Anyway, it occurred to me yesterday (after I spent an unmentionable amount reclaiming old comic books from my childhood that got ruined in the basement flood of ‘05, which, btw, cost a fraction of what they do now, via ebay) that I could be accomplishing so much more if I wasn’t constantly tracking down old comics and comics-related merchandise. On the other hand, I wouldn’t have most of my super-creative brain, either.
I recently got my hands on this statue:
and am really happy with it, but then noticed that it now makes this statue:
which is sitting right next to it, look ridiculous.
While sifting through possible replacement Supergirl statues, I came across the Christopher Reeve statue pictured above, and thought it was one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen. It made me remember a time before I could read, when my mom used to put the Superman movies on for my brothers and me to watch. At the end of each movie, when the big S flies into outer space and waves/smiles at the camera, my mom would line us up and have us wave at him. It always felt like he was looking right at me.
Strangely enough, my mom called me at that exact moment to ask me about some money she’d left in my care. I seized the opportunity to remind my mom of the situation and ask if she could spare some money for a statue of Christopher Reeve, since she helped imprint him onto my mind from a young age. She said yes!
That’s one down, and these to go:
By the way, there are not really any respectable Superboy or Krypto statues:
Went to the chiropractor today and found out most of the discs in my spine from the neck to the butt are either herniated or bulging, and i have a major herniation at the bottom of spine that measures 20mm. The doctor actually laughed because he said the biggest he had ever seen before 8 mm. I was sad so I didn’t laugh or make a joke when he said “you’ve got the biggest one i’ve ever seen.”
Anyway, as part of my treatment, I’m no longer allowed to carry anything over 10 lbs, or run, or jump or sit or stand for more than 30 minutes at a time… at least for the next six months.
So, since I can’t really do any physical working out, I’ve decided to work on my other muscle… comedy.
Most people don’t realize that funniness is a muscle, just like a bicep. Some people just have naturally big biceps, but most people don’t. I’d like to say I have a pretty toned comedy muscle, but I’m going to try to get a bit more mass into it. This basically means bigger weights and less reps.
I’m going to try and let the little ones slide from now on so I can hold off and take the big ones as they come. Maybe I’ll do a bit more pranking or be a little subtler with my humor.
On a related note, I submitted my Brown and Cornell grad school apps today. Brown actually required a CV, so I had a little fun with it, knowing that I probably wasn’t going to get in (Brown’s Literary Arts MFA in Fiction only accepts 5 people a year out of over 600 applicants). At the top of my resume I wrote “Significantly thoughtful and insightful.” and attributed the quote to a comic book writer who actually said that of my review of his book. I wonder how they’ll take that?
Also, under skills I put “stage illusions, sleight of hand and escapology”. My bff Will son suggested that I consolidate those things into “magic”, but I told him that I might as well put “dragon taming” or “vampire slaying” instead.
Also Sinestro is my new favorite Green Lantern character. When told his daughter was being held captive by the Weaponeer of Qward, and Kyle Rayner (my childhood Green Lantern) was going to rescue her, he responded, “Kyle Rayner couldn’t free a snowflake from an avalanche.” It’s only funny if you know Sinestro. Also, Guardians of the Universe, maybe don’t hire people with evil sounding names like “Sinestro” to be policemen… though KILLowog seems to be doing fine.
I recently defriended (or unfriended, for those of you not in the know) a former friend on facebook because of a difference of opinion. The interaction appears below. The names have been altered or deleted to protect the identities of me and the ignorant people involved:
Jon’s status: THANKS FOR RUINING THE SHOW FOR ME, OPENING CREDITS OF THE OFFICE.
J: You think this is sad? you should watch the american live action movie version of the song “my darling clementine”. also, this mv makes me think that maybe koreans are idiots (culturally, not biologically). why not just give her one eye? maybe wait for a transplant? she’s a young and healthy woman with a long life ahead of her… probably top of the transplant list. and why didnt she go after him at the end? heartless bitch.
Which led to:
F: J just made me cry. J: is there a full-length movie to go along with this? it seems too complex to just be a music video. i want to know what the deal with the stupid gay friend was… the one who thought it was a good idea to shove fireworks in a nearly blinded girl’s face. and if the director meant for the shampoo incident in the beginning to foreshadow what happened later on. L: thanks j. you always ruin everything.
This last part was provided to me courtesy of a mutual friend, as just after L’s last post, I was defriended!!! With no explanation! Ouch would be an understatement. But on a related note, I don’t really care. Alright, I’m going to go post fake ads on Craigslist for paper/printer salesmen jobs on Scranton, PA now. Apply now!