Hope is a Bitch

The story of Pandora's box has always interested me. Zeus gives the first human woman a box (or jar actually) with the only command to not open it (what's with gods and giving commands they know humans can't obey?). Pandora, being naturally curious, opens it, unleashing all kinds of horrors into the world. Panicked, she quickly closes the jar, trapping the very last thing that was at the very bottom. Hope remains trapped, and the humans of the world despair.
Aside from the obvious question of why a god would give a human a box full of bad crap, knowing that she'd open it, I always wondered why hope was mixed in there. I'm sure the moral is something like humans can endure anything as long as they have hope, but I see it differently. 
Hope was at the bottom of the jar because it was the worst evil among the bunch.
Sure, hope can keep you going when everything sucks, but it's not healthy. Whether you're hoping for more money, or a better job, or to get healt…

Month of Daily Blogs: Recap

10/31 days. A 32% success rate for blogging daily.

Still, quite the improvement, as I blogged more in the past month than I have in the past year and a half.
I think I'll amend the habit streak to once a week and continue from there, though non-daily habits rarely succeed.

Old Fashioned

My attempt at being classy tonight. Still trying to acquire a taste for whisky. Rum's usually my thing.

Much like "growing up", in a way. Whether ditching soda for coffee, cane sugar-based rum for grain-based whisky, or peanut butter and jelly for tuna salad, growing up usually means less sugar.

It sucks. Luckily even Old Fashioneds have a spoonful of sugar in them.

Back in Black

Today's marvellous photo is a bathroom selfie. No apologies.

Black pants, black belt, black long-sleeved button-down shirt, black tie, black shoes, black socks, and a long black apron.
No, I wasn't the guest of honor at a funeral, it's my server uniform.

When I first heard the uniform requirements for this serving job I thought they were a bit much, but after putting everything on I realized how snappy it all looks. It provides a professional look while also allowing the wearer to slide into the background of any formal event.

I'm usually not for any kind of formality; up until recently polo shirts and khakis where the height of my fashion. But as I grow older and start giving more of a shit about myself I've started to come around to button-down shirts and even long sleeves.

Jeans however, remain my go-to for all attire choices. Versatile, comfortable, and go with anything.

Weaning off Antidepressants

No photo today, because I'm so awesome at this month's habit streak.

I'm weaning myself off the antidepressants I never thought I needed in the first place. I think I'll take up meditation again after this because while I'm still convinced it's the right course of action I have noticed some of my old negative traits creeping back in. Short temper, irritability, and my all-time favorite of over-thinking things and always envisioning worst-case scenarios.

These traits (especially the last one) have a tendency to guide me into self-sabotage, and when things in my life are going as well as they are the last thing I want to do is sabotage any of it.
I have noticed I'm more mindful of my negative traits and am able to somewhat quiet them when they pop up. Whether meditation or the antidepressants are to thank for that I'm not sure; this is mostly why I'm going off them in the first place.

It's not that I don't trust the doctor that prescribed the…

Two Weeks in Denver

It's been a busy couple of weeks, and I already feel like I've been in Colorado a month. I thought my first week was busy, with all the post-move errands, but it was nothing compared to the past couple days.

I finally got two jobs, and they're both exactly what I need right now. One's a steady paycheck with good perks (free movies!) and the other is fill in the blank gigs for cashy cash money.
I've been crushing my exercise goals (mostly), the weather has been great, the girl I'm seeing is amazing, and I got my full deposit back from my last apartment, including the pet deposit, which was an unexpected surprise!

All in all things have been going great for me in every aspect of my life since deciding to move to Colorado, and honestly I can say that without any hint of hyperbole.

Were I still religious, I might say God is looking out for me. Were I superstitious I might say the universe is telling me I'm on the right path. But that detracts from all the hard…

Job Hunting

I got pretty tipsy after only one drink at my date last night (granted it was a Long Island) so I'm working on rebuilding my alcohol tolerance and applying to jobs.

But not all the alcohol in the world could distract from the fact that job hunting sucks.

These are all the entries in my password manager under "job hunting". Notice especially the taleo ones, damn that system to hell, because each employer that uses taleo needs their own fucking login and password. There's also gotta be at least a dozen more systems that I gave up on applying for because I didn't feel like creating another damn login that I'll use exactly once. I also regret to admit that my first job was creating another one of these damn systems. No offense to my boss but I don't know how they expected to compete when there are approximately 15 job sites for every open job out there.
Oh, and this is a real joy to slog through too:
Fuck you, DISH. I know you think your sales associate posi…