ProcrastiMATION uploaded

I put some old cartoons I did in 2006 on my site.

They’re poorly animated and kind of hard to follow. But I got paid to make them, which is pretty kewl. Watch “The Glomp” if you’re deciding whether to watch any of them… that’s probably the best of the bunch.

As a bonus, I’ve included “Summer Jobs,” something that I never finished because I was pretty sure I would get it finished past the end of the summer. It’s about 1/4 done, but it includes a script if you want to follow along with it.

New York Again

I’m slowly starting to plan things for my week off. Things on the menu so far are seeing Sam and probably Dub and Ian for some lunch or something, and going to a number of performances or exhibits or whatevers with Hannah.

I am also probably going to spend some time with family but I’m always way too lazy to contact them and tell them that I’m coming (like right now).

Besides that, I need suggestions!


Coming up I gots a trip to Yosemite this weekend with my mom and sister. We’re heading out on Sunday and coming back on Wednesday. After that, there’s the week-long New York trip in July where I’m chilling with relatives and Hannah and Ian probably. After that… not much? Perhaps a visit to Seattle for PAX with Paolo in August? And within the next year I need to take advantage of that international ticket credit I have…

I’m in a weird state right now because for the first time in my life, I don’t plan on the situation changing unless it changes without my doing. That is, I’m at a point where I’m out of college, out of grad school, and I don’t plan on going anywhere. I’m staying in Marin until this job ends, and who knows when it will. I don’t plan on moving after three months, or starting classes again, or changing my lifestyle in the future. As long as I’m working here, I’m in San Rafael, getting comfortable, and starting to develop a routine.

It’s the strangest feeling. Take, for example, the car I’ll be buying within the next few weeks. I’m getting a Prius with the assumption that I’ll continue to live in an area that necessitates a car for a long time. Like, years. And how about my social situation? James and Paolo and Steve are still here and I’m hanging out with them now. I’m hanging out with some SF Bay goons, and they’re cool too. But these are people I might be seeing on a regular basis for years. That’s foreign to me.

Eventually I’m going to have to move out of my dad’s house – that’s one reason I’m not decorating my room to my liking, as someone who’s settled down would do. I hope that that moving out coincides with my job ending (if that’s within, say, a year). Otherwise, I’ll probably move somewhere else in Marin and continue working at Diabetes Health. But it’s not like my dad has a problem with me being around – once Lily’s gone, it’ll just be him and me. I’m thinking more about how my social situation would probably improve if I get my own place. If my job does end, I’ll probably try finding one in San Francisco or elsewhere in the more accessible Bay Area. But there’s no time limit on my current situation and who knows what things will be like when all this actually does happen.

I was eating dinner at Crepevine in SR today after coming back from the gym, sitting on the sidewalk of 4th Street, watching locals come and go. I realized, I’m a guy in his 20’s who hasn’t really left his hometown, but should take advantage of what it has to offer anyway. For the first time in 5 years, it’s my first home. I should be partaking in the local culture and establishing myself as best as someone can in a suburban city. But I think it will take time simply because of my mindset which is so set on things being temporary.

Gettin things done

I done canceled my ticket to Israel. Got a hefty fee but hey that’s international travel. Now it’s on to deciding where exactly I’m going within the next year. A few ideas on the table are:

  • Paris since I haven’t been there for almost a decade and to visit Hannah
  • Japan some time early next year because it is Japan but I would have to find certain people with whom to go
  • London because I kind of have to go through there anyway since I have credit with British Airways?

Despite having canceled my JFK-TLV ticket, there’s still the whole JFK thing. I COULD just not go to JFK because missing work for even a day is enough to make up for the amount that I won’t be getting back, or I could decide about when to book a returning flight and spend something like a week in New York with family and Hannah and other friends. I think I deserve a vacation, anyway. Anyone around the area want to hang out some time after July 6?

I am also getting big repairs done on the car I’m currently driving – my late stepmom’s Jaguar X-Type. Gosh I don’t like driving it because it’s big and gets 19MPG but I gotta spruce it up to sell it – because I’m going to buy a Prius!

Heck yes I have put down a deposit for a Prius which will be arriving within 3-6 weeks. Looking to get the #2 package (which has cute things like keyless entry and aux audio input and a reverse camera), and looking to get it in a bright color, preferably white (for safety reasons – most visible on the road). Now for a dude, a white Prius isn’t especially a fashion statement. But heck I don’t care, I’d really rather get 45MPG instead of 19MPG (with premium fuel). Sure, almost every other car you see in Marin is a Prius. That’s a good thing.

‘Sides that, I’m meeting cool new people and going cool new places. I’m probably sticking around in Marin for longer than I expected mostly because I like the job I’m at a whole lot. I’m making enough money that transportation shouldn’t be a barrier for me, in my mid-20’s, to be a social dude. And despite my plans to get a car, I’m looking to take the bus as much as possible as well. I took GG Transit into SF the other day and it worked like a charm. I also got to catch up on my video podcasts on the bus.

Back to work. Hooray!

Ticket cancel

Cancelling my ticket now. (Might be waiting on a hotline with Girl From Ipanema playing for a long time…)

Shiranne blogged real nice yesterday and it’s public so I might as well link it.

I think I need some time to recover… but man according to the lewd gestures and allusions to oysters and clams by my coworkers, I’m a single dude in the Bay Area now. (WHAT THE HELL DO I DO)

In other news, I’m not cancelling my flight to JFK (which would have acted as a transferring flight to London Heathrow then Tel Aviv). I’ll be in New York on July 6 and I might



The flight is totally non-refundable and is only transferable under my name for a year. AAAAAAAA WHY :[

That means either I don’t cancel my flight and let the $1500 (less than $1300 now with booking fees) just walk on by or I go somewhere else within the next year for a while (through London Heathrow due to booking with British Airways) or I actually DO go to Israel for some reason. :[

Man this throws a fucking wrench into things.

If I Go to Israel

If I go to Israel, I’m quitting the best job I’ve ever had.
If I go to Israel, I’m putting friendships on hold.
If I go to Israel, I’m leaving my Mom and Dad alone.
If I go to Israel, I’m putting my plans for future apartments, cars, and other possessions on hold.

If I go to Israel, I’m spending $1500 on a plane ticket.
If I go to Israel, I’m working for months with no pay.
If I go to Israel, I’m working at a job that would not benefit me in the long run.
If I go to Israel, I risk paying extravagant amounts for rent, or living in a shithole of a dorm.
If I go to Israel, I don’t know how I’ll get around if public transit fails me.

If I go to Israel, I will need to find things to do.
If I go to Israel, I need to make new friends.
If I go to Israel, I will need to overcome a language barrier.
If I go to Israel, I will be seen as an outsider.
If I go to Israel, everything I work toward will be temporary.

If I go to Israel, I’m seeing a girl who I know I will have to leave within a few months.
If I go to Israel, I’m seeing a girl who I’ve only seen for a few months within the past two years.
If I go to Israel, I’m seeing a girl whose family, work, and social problems have tended to bring me down.
If I go to Israel, I’m seeing a girl who I’ve learned I cannot trust.
If I go to Israel, I’m seeing a girl who breaks promises.
If I go to Israel, I’m seeing a girl with the knowledge that she has cheated on me.
If I go to Israel, I’m seeing a girl who I once loved but can no longer say I do.

Why would I go to Israel?