Saturday, September 15, 2007
Busy With Life
I have not been paying a whole lot of attention to my blog lately. My principal problem is that when I feel like I have a lot of activity in my own life I want to write it out the least. It's been almost a month since I've updated anything...
Since the last update I've probably put another fist-full-of-hours toward startup business activities. Things have calmed down somewhat due to all the involved parties taking care of other obligations: read as "living life." Our next milestone date of activity is October first. I am looking forward to a supplement of my income.
I am not to be financially trusted. At least that's what I am going to maintain. Financial responsibility, much like spatial reasoning, has never been one of my strong points. I am exceptional at spending money and not so great at thinking beyond my next paycheck. This is, of course, to be taken with a grain of salt considering I have a reasonably sized mortgage and I am a tax-purpose single homeowner at 24. My life is lived comfortably and I don't question whether or not I'll be eating later on...but I still feel like I should be doing it "better." To combat this economical ennui I've drafted myself a budget in a spreadsheet with all my bills accounted for, a food budget, and a little spending money. With all bills being paid, factoring in various equities in businesses, and my 2007 tax return I should be bad-debt-free in February.
A prime example of my non-financial-trustworthiness would be last week's purchase of an Apple iPhone. It's a plastic doo-dad that is part impulse buy, part desire to organize my life better. Years ago I carried a PDA to keep track of various notes and homework assignments for school. Somehow I think it broke down and I just stopped using one. The desire to have a portable means of tracking all the shit I can't keep organized in my brain seemed like a good idea. Originally I anticipated it would become a phone with some side features I could use. In the first week of ownership I have used it's mapping functionality several times, the notepad to take notes, and I have actually logged appointments that I follow. This new phone is making me feel like a stylish grownup.
I'm growing my hair out. To what ends I do not know. I needed to get it cut earlier in the week and since Mario, my previous stylist, vanished from the face of the Earth, I have been looking for a replacement. Currently it's Lori at Altered Ego in Tempe. She does an excellent job, but lacks the raging arrogance and egotism I like in my stylists. She's afraid that when I tell her to take "creative license" that I won't end up liking it. A reasonable fear, though it never stopped Mario. Either way, I'm growing it to medium length. I've gone from dreadlocks to shaved head, maybe I'll end up with dreadlocks again... though I kind of doubt it.
Otherwise life is progressing very well right now. The hardest thing for me right now is self-restraint. My desire for self-employment through my startup efforts is palpable to me. It's *right* fucking there and I want it. Maybe I should do some meditation on future planning.
Side note:
I use Pandora a lot at work. This is my favorite programming/mindless activity channel. I call it "Dance!" It isn't necessarily "good" music, but it's great to zone out to. My Dance! station.
Since the last update I've probably put another fist-full-of-hours toward startup business activities. Things have calmed down somewhat due to all the involved parties taking care of other obligations: read as "living life." Our next milestone date of activity is October first. I am looking forward to a supplement of my income.
I am not to be financially trusted. At least that's what I am going to maintain. Financial responsibility, much like spatial reasoning, has never been one of my strong points. I am exceptional at spending money and not so great at thinking beyond my next paycheck. This is, of course, to be taken with a grain of salt considering I have a reasonably sized mortgage and I am a tax-purpose single homeowner at 24. My life is lived comfortably and I don't question whether or not I'll be eating later on...but I still feel like I should be doing it "better." To combat this economical ennui I've drafted myself a budget in a spreadsheet with all my bills accounted for, a food budget, and a little spending money. With all bills being paid, factoring in various equities in businesses, and my 2007 tax return I should be bad-debt-free in February.
A prime example of my non-financial-trustworthiness would be last week's purchase of an Apple iPhone. It's a plastic doo-dad that is part impulse buy, part desire to organize my life better. Years ago I carried a PDA to keep track of various notes and homework assignments for school. Somehow I think it broke down and I just stopped using one. The desire to have a portable means of tracking all the shit I can't keep organized in my brain seemed like a good idea. Originally I anticipated it would become a phone with some side features I could use. In the first week of ownership I have used it's mapping functionality several times, the notepad to take notes, and I have actually logged appointments that I follow. This new phone is making me feel like a stylish grownup.
I'm growing my hair out. To what ends I do not know. I needed to get it cut earlier in the week and since Mario, my previous stylist, vanished from the face of the Earth, I have been looking for a replacement. Currently it's Lori at Altered Ego in Tempe. She does an excellent job, but lacks the raging arrogance and egotism I like in my stylists. She's afraid that when I tell her to take "creative license" that I won't end up liking it. A reasonable fear, though it never stopped Mario. Either way, I'm growing it to medium length. I've gone from dreadlocks to shaved head, maybe I'll end up with dreadlocks again... though I kind of doubt it.
Otherwise life is progressing very well right now. The hardest thing for me right now is self-restraint. My desire for self-employment through my startup efforts is palpable to me. It's *right* fucking there and I want it. Maybe I should do some meditation on future planning.
Side note:
I use Pandora a lot at work. This is my favorite programming/mindless activity channel. I call it "Dance!" It isn't necessarily "good" music, but it's great to zone out to. My Dance! station.