Lalala la la I have ice cream, and misconceptions.
Tuesday, November 27th, 2007
Ice cream: Ben and Jerry’s Dublin Mudslide
Music: NFG, head over heels cover hahaha
Mood: Live Journal ftw?!
So, today was fairly sucky. I had a nice long shift at work, lots of roasting. I got home, took a bath, fed animals, made dinner, did some laundry, pretended I knew what I was doing with linux, went to the dump, and am now gorging on a pint of ice cream. I spent a lot of my time thinking. I’ve come to the conclusion that I has misconceptions (cat grammar). Perhaps its time to get a few things straight. I don’t know how long I’m going to make this list or how much I’ll go back and delete in an hour when I realize how bad of an idea this is, and how very unlike me this is. So, without further ado, this is a list of….
Things you may or may not of known about me.
I’m usually refereed to as Keiron, Ethan, or Kei, which pronounced like Key, and Keiron KEER-on, not Caron or KAY-ron
I played a Maple Story for 2 years, and am currently permanently inactive (no longer using windows). There I met some of the coolest, and sleaziest people I’ve ever known. I hold nothing against those who lied about themselves to me. Its a game on the internet. Its really in your best interest to lie about personal information as a matter of identity protection. If a friendship goes beyond the game, things become different. Playing maple, I met some people that I trust more today than people I see three nights a week at fencing. Susan is probably the best friend I made playing. We didn’t get very close while playing, but conversations through aim quickly blossomed our friendship. I couldn’t trade her for the world, she means a lot to me. A very close second is Anita. Anita is a really awesome friend to me, far better than I deserve. She showed me many things, and guided, so some degree, my path of thinking. She has probably helped me grow the most as a person, out of the people I know. Of those people I met, who I no longer am in regular contact with, I probably miss Mimi the most. The guild leader who I’ll call Ai, is a close second. I would love to talk to Ash again if she were to find her way here. We had a lot of really nice conversations, of all things. Ilona is someone I met who I still talk to. I wish we could talk more, because shes really awesome, but shes really busy too. Ben was totally awesome, but I was worried that he might have been changing a little at some point. This isn’t to say that he isn’t totally awesome still, but when he left Caelum, I felt strangely disconnected from him. Hope you’re doing well Ben. On another note that I’ll touch on later, this is where I met many of my friends who speak mandarin or canto, which was a large inspiration to learn mandarin. I owe you all so much.
Now I guess I’ll talk a little about fencing? I’ve been fencing about 5 years now, I think. Before I started fencing, I was a tight 44 pant size. That bothered me more than anything, that I couldn’t fit into normal peoples clothes anymore. That wasn’t why I started fencing, but it helped keep me at it. I spent a long time fencing very badly, but it was fun as hell. For the last 3 years, I’ve been a little more hardcore about my fencing, particularly the last year. I’ve met a lot of really cool people at fencing, but I don’t need to touch on that as much. I do, however, want to touch on some of the recent happenings that have been bothering me. First off, I apparently have this list of people in my head from fencing who I am angry with, but deep down, still love, just a little. If you are on this list, its your job to find out why, if you care to know. Connie, Alex, Andrew, Victoria, Jes. At times, I just want to sit and talk to them for days on end, and on the other end of the spectrum, I want to not talk to them and avoid them all night. The latter is usually far easier to pull off, so I usually go for that. I’m really sorry to all of you. Again, deep down, I love you just a little bit, but right now, just seeing you puts fire behind my eyes sometimes.
Work, because I totally have a job. I’ve had a few. To name them all, I first worked at a cookie shop called KD Krumbles. It was decent stuff, but it quickly went down due to lack of walk-in customerage. The cookie quality could have been better for a dollar a pop, but all in all it was a nice effort, and a great concept. Then I worked for 3 weeks at the goodloaf in MontVernon. It’s the best bread in NH, probably the best in New England. Two workers, in a one car garage converted into a bakery. Three hundred loaves of bread one day I remember…. See, I was burrrrrnt out after 3 weeks, and eager for change. After failing to get a job at a couple coffee shops, I started work at a small organic produce store. After 2 months, and more miserable than ever, I ran back to the good loaf for part-time, non burn my ass out work. That worked well for over a year, until new years day, Jan 1st, 2007, when Lynda told me she was going to shut down for a while so she could work out plans for expansion. I needed a new Job. February 22nd was my first day of work. I would be working for A&E custom coffee roastery. My job would be roasting, and opening the store. Part time, maybe 18 hours a week. Now I’m working damn near full time, and pretty much loving it. I roast 4 days a week, and open monday through friday. I am particularly proud of my espresso work. I’ve had numerous compliments on my preparation and product from people who I have a lot of respect for. This is the one thing I’m really not as modest about as I could be. Moving right along, Espresso is my real thing. I roast coffee, and do a decent job of it, and its fun, but nothing like pulling a beautiful doppio ristretto. I’m getting more consistent at producing descent latte art. I enjoy my work, but am sorely in need of higher wages, and hope to be able to continue down the coffee line of work. It was my dream through most of grade and middle school to open my own coffee shop.
I’m not a college student, as many of you know. I want to be, desperately. I get really easily offended when people around me start talking about school, so I try and avoid the conversation as well as I can. I have a lot of friends who tell me how awesome/horrible college is, which just makes me jealous. I don’t like talking about it, I don’t like to listen to you talk about it. I’m really sorry, but thats just how its going to be for now. I’ve always wanted to go to school for culinary arts. Johnson and Wales is my dream school, in Providence RI. If I couldn’t pursue school for cooking, I would love clinical psychology and psychotherapy. I have been told that I would make a damn good shrink. If it adds anything, I’ve had 3 people come out of the closet on me. By which I mean that they told me that they were gay or bi, and that I was the first person they had told. They were all fairly close friends, but we became a lot closer after they had told me, in each case.
An unbelievably common misconception is that I’m either Gay or Bi-sexual. To quench your gissipy thirsts, I’m… I’m straight. I hate to be such a dissapointment, especially to my brother who is always making jokes about me being gay (only in such a way as you can tell he’s expecting me to say something like “Dude, I really am gay”). I have some homosexual friends, and their homosexuality doesn’t bother me in the least. They’re generally really awesome, easy going people. One of my gay friends had a crush on me, to which I can only say that I’m really sorry that I don’t dig guys, because he was totally awesome.
Some things about me. If you find me right now, and ask me how I am, the answer is probably going to either be, crappy, or dishonest. I’m probably battling depression, or some other mental illness. I used to have horrible anxiety attacks. They’re better now, but I still have self-image problems, and have a hard time feeling happy or excited about anything. I have a really hard time when I’m fighting with anyone, or not talking to my friends. If we have a standoff to see who can not talk to the other for longer, I will probably lose. The exception is if I’m fighting for something I believe in. If I feel strongly about something, you can bet that I’m going to fight for it. This doesn’t mean that I’m not going to be your friend if we don’t see eye to eye on something. I’m usually more than happy to see your side of the argument and respect it, but if your going fight me on it, I’ll probably fight you back. My personality type is INFP, and I have strong gut feelings. More often than not I follow my heart, and more often than not, it gets me in some kind of trouble. Don’t think this is going to keep me from doing so, because I’m willing to make some wrong decisions in life.
My ice cream is gone so… I’m just going to go before I delete this entire post…..
PS. Must get tablet working with ubuntu so I can start more sketches for the arrows project… >
Ice cream: Ben and Jerry’s Dublin Mudslide
Music: NFG, head over heels cover hahaha
Mood: Live Journal ftw?!
So, today was fairly sucky. I had a nice long shift at work, lots of roasting. I got home, took a bath, fed animals, made dinner, did some laundry, pretended I knew what I was doing with linux, went to the dump, and am now gorging on a pint of ice cream. I spent a lot of my time thinking. I’ve come to the conclusion that I has misconceptions (cat grammar). Perhaps its time to get a few things straight. I don’t know how long I’m going to make this list or how much I’ll go back and delete in an hour when I realize how bad of an idea this is, and how very unlike me this is. So, without further ado, this is a list of….
Things you may or may not of known about me.
I’m usually refereed to as Keiron, Ethan, or Kei, which pronounced like Key, and Keiron KEER-on, not Caron or KAY-ron
I played a Maple Story for 2 years, and am currently permanently inactive (no longer using windows). There I met some of the coolest, and sleaziest people I’ve ever known. I hold nothing against those who lied about themselves to me. Its a game on the internet. Its really in your best interest to lie about personal information as a matter of identity protection. If a friendship goes beyond the game, things become different. Playing maple, I met some people that I trust more today than people I see three nights a week at fencing. Susan is probably the best friend I made playing. We didn’t get very close while playing, but conversations through aim quickly blossomed our friendship. I couldn’t trade her for the world, she means a lot to me. A very close second is Anita. Anita is a really awesome friend to me, far better than I deserve. She showed me many things, and guided, so some degree, my path of thinking. She has probably helped me grow the most as a person, out of the people I know. Of those people I met, who I no longer am in regular contact with, I probably miss Mimi the most. The guild leader who I’ll call Ai, is a close second. I would love to talk to Ash again if she were to find her way here. We had a lot of really nice conversations, of all things. Ilona is someone I met who I still talk to. I wish we could talk more, because shes really awesome, but shes really busy too. Ben was totally awesome, but I was worried that he might have been changing a little at some point. This isn’t to say that he isn’t totally awesome still, but when he left Caelum, I felt strangely disconnected from him. Hope you’re doing well Ben. On another note that I’ll touch on later, this is where I met many of my friends who speak mandarin or canto, which was a large inspiration to learn mandarin. I owe you all so much.
Now I guess I’ll talk a little about fencing? I’ve been fencing about 5 years now, I think. Before I started fencing, I was a tight 44 pant size. That bothered me more than anything, that I couldn’t fit into normal peoples clothes anymore. That wasn’t why I started fencing, but it helped keep me at it. I spent a long time fencing very badly, but it was fun as hell. For the last 3 years, I’ve been a little more hardcore about my fencing, particularly the last year. I’ve met a lot of really cool people at fencing, but I don’t need to touch on that as much. I do, however, want to touch on some of the recent happenings that have been bothering me. First off, I apparently have this list of people in my head from fencing who I am angry with, but deep down, still love, just a little. If you are on this list, its your job to find out why, if you care to know. Connie, Alex, Andrew, Victoria, Jes. At times, I just want to sit and talk to them for days on end, and on the other end of the spectrum, I want to not talk to them and avoid them all night. The latter is usually far easier to pull off, so I usually go for that. I’m really sorry to all of you. Again, deep down, I love you just a little bit, but right now, just seeing you puts fire behind my eyes sometimes.
Work, because I totally have a job. I’ve had a few. To name them all, I first worked at a cookie shop called KD Krumbles. It was decent stuff, but it quickly went down due to lack of walk-in customerage. The cookie quality could have been better for a dollar a pop, but all in all it was a nice effort, and a great concept. Then I worked for 3 weeks at the goodloaf in MontVernon. It’s the best bread in NH, probably the best in New England. Two workers, in a one car garage converted into a bakery. Three hundred loaves of bread one day I remember…. See, I was burrrrrnt out after 3 weeks, and eager for change. After failing to get a job at a couple coffee shops, I started work at a small organic produce store. After 2 months, and more miserable than ever, I ran back to the good loaf for part-time, non burn my ass out work. That worked well for over a year, until new years day, Jan 1st, 2007, when Lynda told me she was going to shut down for a while so she could work out plans for expansion. I needed a new Job. February 22nd was my first day of work. I would be working for A&E custom coffee roastery. My job would be roasting, and opening the store. Part time, maybe 18 hours a week. Now I’m working damn near full time, and pretty much loving it. I roast 4 days a week, and open monday through friday. I am particularly proud of my espresso work. I’ve had numerous compliments on my preparation and product from people who I have a lot of respect for. This is the one thing I’m really not as modest about as I could be. Moving right along, Espresso is my real thing. I roast coffee, and do a decent job of it, and its fun, but nothing like pulling a beautiful doppio ristretto. I’m getting more consistent at producing descent latte art. I enjoy my work, but am sorely in need of higher wages, and hope to be able to continue down the coffee line of work. It was my dream through most of grade and middle school to open my own coffee shop.
I’m not a college student, as many of you know. I want to be, desperately. I get really easily offended when people around me start talking about school, so I try and avoid the conversation as well as I can. I have a lot of friends who tell me how awesome/horrible college is, which just makes me jealous. I don’t like talking about it, I don’t like to listen to you talk about it. I’m really sorry, but thats just how its going to be for now. I’ve always wanted to go to school for culinary arts. Johnson and Wales is my dream school, in Providence RI. If I couldn’t pursue school for cooking, I would love clinical psychology and psychotherapy. I have been told that I would make a damn good shrink. If it adds anything, I’ve had 3 people come out of the closet on me. By which I mean that they told me that they were gay or bi, and that I was the first person they had told. They were all fairly close friends, but we became a lot closer after they had told me, in each case.
An unbelievably common misconception is that I’m either Gay or Bi-sexual. To quench your gissipy thirsts, I’m… I’m straight. I hate to be such a dissapointment, especially to my brother who is always making jokes about me being gay (only in such a way as you can tell he’s expecting me to say something like “Dude, I really am gay”). I have some homosexual friends, and their homosexuality doesn’t bother me in the least. They’re generally really awesome, easy going people. One of my gay friends had a crush on me, to which I can only say that I’m really sorry that I don’t dig guys, because he was totally awesome.
Some things about me. If you find me right now, and ask me how I am, the answer is probably going to either be, crappy, or dishonest. I’m probably battling depression, or some other mental illness. I used to have horrible anxiety attacks. They’re better now, but I still have self-image problems, and have a hard time feeling happy or excited about anything. I have a really hard time when I’m fighting with anyone, or not talking to my friends. If we have a standoff to see who can not talk to the other for longer, I will probably lose. The exception is if I’m fighting for something I believe in. If I feel strongly about something, you can bet that I’m going to fight for it. This doesn’t mean that I’m not going to be your friend if we don’t see eye to eye on something. I’m usually more than happy to see your side of the argument and respect it, but if your going fight me on it, I’ll probably fight you back. My personality type is INFP, and I have strong gut feelings. More often than not I follow my heart, and more often than not, it gets me in some kind of trouble. Don’t think this is going to keep me from doing so, because I’m willing to make some wrong decisions in life.
My ice cream is gone so… I’m just going to go before I delete this entire post…..
PS. Must get tablet working with ubuntu so I can start more sketches for the arrows project… >
