{"id":2528,"date":"2010-10-25T21:58:18","date_gmt":"2010-10-26T07:58:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/raphaellowe.com\/portal\/?p=2528"},"modified":"2010-10-25T21:58:51","modified_gmt":"2010-10-26T07:58:51","slug":"same-shit-different-day","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/raphaellowe.com\/portal\/same-shit-different-day\/","title":{"rendered":"Same shit, different day."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Life is a little bit hellish lately&#8230;enough so I really feel like that Richard Lewis comedian where I should be dressing in all black everyday and just lamenting all my problems each day. I don&#8217;t like doing that too often. I try to stay optimistic, but then you guys wouldn&#8217;t have anything to read if I don&#8217;t bitch once in a while eh? I swear I try not to make too many ranting posts like this, but I gotta let off some steam!<\/p>\n<p><!--more-->Without making this too torturous to read, let me see if I can put my life into perspective right now:<\/p>\n<ol>\n<li>Kingston is doing great&#8230;he&#8217;s at a point where only the most discerning eye can tell that anything happened to him at all at this point. Which is wonderful. I thank any higher being I can at this point. On the flip side, that means he&#8217;s at a point where he&#8217;s nearing his &#8220;terrible two&#8217;s&#8221; and I think he&#8217;s starting early. He&#8217;s throwing temper tantrums and generally has a knack for finding JUST the wrong things to do. So I&#8217;m stuck between wanting to hug him and smack him at the same time.<\/li>\n<li>Having devoted my past couple years to the family, my extracurricular hobbies have just about devolved to nil&#8230; having had my band break up a year ago, I haven&#8217;t touched any instrument for quite a while now. There&#8217;s actually talk from some of my old band members to get together again for fun&#8230; but with the mood I&#8217;ve had lately, anything short of heavy angst ridden hell music isn&#8217;t going to vent my energy out enough. But it&#8217;s hard to find that kind of angst in any musicians over 25 years old&#8230;.and those under that age are about as reliable as our national budget.<\/li>\n<li>My exercising schedule has also been shot to hell. Haven&#8217;t gone to the gym in ages now. To a casual observer I&#8217;ve been called skinny. But yet everything I DO have right now is a bit flabby. So I&#8217;m like a flabby skinny guy?\u00a0 Is that weird or what? It&#8217;s not a good shape to be in.<\/li>\n<li>Wife is beautiful as ever&#8230;.\u00a0 and that&#8217;s about all I should say about that without adding more shit to my pile\u00a0 *wink*<\/li>\n<li>Made a huge effort to try bidding on a giant project recently, knowing full-well that my chances were slim to none on that one because all the big advertising agencies in town were taking a stab at it. The fact I was even recognized as having a stone&#8217;s throw chance at all I guess I should consider lucky. Turns out sure enough I didn&#8217;t get the bid&#8230;.which is still depressing despite somewhat expecting the result.<\/li>\n<li>Teaching has been great. One one hand I have a good bunch of students that are among the most talented I&#8217;ve seen yet. On the opposite hand, I&#8217;ve a few students who haven&#8217;t shown up or have called me at 10:45 at night needing to explain why they can&#8217;t come the next day to class. If I only had laser beams that could shoot through telephone lines&#8230;<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p>That, my friends, is my life in a nutshell right now. Promise this crap has all gonna magically disappear come 2011. I think my entire family is ready to put 2010 behind us&#8230;.what a craptastic year.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Life is a little bit hellish lately&#8230;enough so I really feel like that Richard Lewis comedian where I should be dressing in all black everyday and just lamenting all my problems each day. I don&#8217;t like doing that too often. 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