I woke up today before dawn. Waking up real early is already a sign of fuck today. Hate today. Today Sucks.
Then watched Netflix. The end of Rick & Morty for the 10th time. And Jim Gaffigan’s new special.
OHHH Gaffigan.
So predictable.
I have his DVD King Baby. I bought over a decade ago. I used to like him. I still do!
He is funny and remained clean throughout his act!
I guessed many of his jokes. The first 1/3 of the show was talking about seasons. I knew it. Andddd “how many jokes does this guy have?!” THERE! He said it. I guess it’s very Gaffigan of him. Some other jokes also made a comeback. But in general it was pretty good. It had more truths that I enjoyed. Especially when he said he woke up at 6 a.m…. but didn’t get out of bed until 1… I do that :(
Yep. After the special I just forced myself back to bed. Bisho cuddled with me.
BISHO! A shitty picture at 6400 ISO and no editing. My viewfinder was out of focus, so I took some test shots to recalibrate that fucker out. But it was night time. 6400 ISO 100/2.8f not the best quality. Noob-tip. You see the scrolly thing on top of your DSLR, that’s the viewfinder’s diopter. Basically a dial that calibrates the viewfinder. If it seems like you are going to shoot blurry but images turn out sharp, that’s that fucker right there.
I woke up again to hate on the day. It sucks. I like to complain over tiny little minor things. This time, a query got rejected. Not even in its entirety. But I pitched two stories, and I want to work on both. But the editor told me to only go for one. The one I had plan to do by the end of the week. The other one I could have finished it today! It’s so great and I already know everything I want to write! It’s a great article… but a no go :(
That’s why I need other outlets.
But I don’t have them.
So I say I will drive Uber for money. But then I think about how terrible I am as my own boss. I was bad at it as a paparazzi. If I had money, I worked way less than I should. I feel like Uber is going to be like that. It is a very nice option though. And getting my license back is still priority.
AND LAUNDRY. I have to do laundry. I bitch a lot about doing laundry. Then it just happens. It’s done. Clean socks. Socks is mostly what I need. I still have tons of shirt and some underwear. But no socks.
I might skip laundry. A friend is bored and wants a companion and that might be me.
Speaking of friends.
My neighbor is awesome.
She knows so much about beer. We have similar tastes in beer. She brought out two craft beers because they are still a somewhat of a rarity. Karl Strauss Aurora Hoppyalis an IPA with Simcoe, Mosaic, Citra, and Amarillo. And a Belching Beaver Deftones collaboration IPA with Simcoe, Mosaic, Citra, and Amarillo. YEP! Both had the exact same hops.
I liked the Hoppyalis better by a wide margin. It was just really good. Pineappley, so on the sweet side for an IPA.
We drank it from a can, it wasn’t in a bottle. Recommended for IPA noobs.
Deftones beer had a way more amazing look and it only comes in a bottle.
It wasn’t as crisp or hoppy, but it was still a goddamn great beer. But Karl Strauss from a can would be my pick from the two of them. Still good enough for IPA noobs and if you are a Deftones fan then… DEFTONES BEER.
Thanks to my neighbor for the great beers and a veggie burger! I also got to meet her rescued cat Osiris! He is a Persian weird little fellow. Once he gets a fresh new coat after living inside for a while, he will be a precious little fucker and I’ll go take pictures of him.
See. I wish I could get paid to type stuff about shit I like. Beer, politics, music, weird stuff, and other. I mean I still get paid to type stuff I like, but in a way bigger effort more concrete thing. My next cover story is about something I obsess about. And it pays nice, but it’s a lot of work. I’m not sure where I’m going with it, but I think I want it around 4,000-6,000 words. Interviewing a lot of people for it.
Now… should I do laundry? Or just go hang out with a friend I haven’t seen?
I should drink more coffee, shower, have breakfast, and then decide. My plans for the day were thwarted and now I get to work on the cover story that I have no idea where I’m going with it. Well.. I have a pretty broad idea. I’m just not sure if that’s what I originally wanted. I’ll work on it today.
5 stories open.
2 queried accepted and I don’t really want to work on them because they are the toughest two.
1 tough to work on and have not query and just blindly writing it in hopes of the best.
1 I queried but got rejected but I still want to work on it though I have no one to send it too.
1 is a food article that has been sitting on my desk for ages and it is going to stay like that because I have no desire to write about food if it’s forced like that. I’ll just wait for a bit.
Man…
I really got to tell myself.
Dude. Stop typing. Because I could go on forever typing and typing whatever comes into my brain.
Matingas 