zachariah

I got married on March 11, and when you can't be bothered to post an entry on the day of your wedding, it is perhaps time to hang up your hat as a blogger.

Were you the type to follow common sense, or rules.

But yeah, I am hitched, and happy, and there are about a hundred things worth saying about either of those facts but I won't. The facts are enough.

I'm in the middle of Crossroads of Twilight but I'm reasonably sure I'm not going to finish it before the end of the year, so my official reading count is 36 books. I really want to say I read one or two books that I subsequently forgot to add to my Goodreads list, and eventually forgot the titles of, so my count could be a little higher...but I have a tricksy memory and overactive imagination, so I may just be blowing smoke up my own bottom. We'll call it 36 just to be safe. This is pretty bloody marvelous, as it is at least four times the number of books I read last year. Sure, it falls a little flat of the 100 books I wanted to read, but now that I'm on the far side of the effort I can admit my goals were a little...lofty. Were I to stack the books up, it would reach 45 inches tall, so...not too shabby!

Next year I will of course do better. :D My goal for 2010 was essentially a yearly count. For 2011, I'm changing it to a weekly count of 100 pages. I'm hoping this will help me to avoid the monthlong patches of non-reading followed by trying to cram three books per week. I'm not sure how many books this should amount to, but Renay has an absolute smorgasbord of YA lit hanging around here, so I'll bet I can hit 50 if I try.

So the year is coming to a close and all I have for it is this lousy t-shirt. Well, and some other things too I guess. I've been at $newjob for half a year now, and I've settled down into the particular flavor of business programming SAP brings to the table. I can't claim to love it, but I can do it.

I haven't done much else this year. Stopped drawing. Wimped out on my reading challenges. Gained thirty pounds. I've crawled into myself and stopped doing anything. Bad Zachariah! No cookie for me.

I am at least making an effort to not use smilies in every sentence I type. That's going pretty well. :)

Dentist appointment Friday, chess tournament Saturday. Mama Julia's apparently visiting, I'm sure I'll see her a bit. Next week...something.

It's official - I like M. Night Shyamalan's movies. I watched The Happening last night, and (gasp!) enjoyed it. Something is apparently wrong with me.

I feel iffy about even mentioning it here, but I apparently spoke English fluently enough during the job interview that I now get to have another one. At least it'll be over the phone, so I don't have to dress up.

Rain lately. I don't much like it.

Tomorrow be the job fair. I need a dress coat. -_-

( Moar! )

I should not be up, I should not be frakking up, I do not understand why my brain has not ceased activity yet. I am five kinds of lucky that I don't work today. And that I have lots of coffee. Fraaaak.

I'm posting a very quick sketch. I don't know if I will do so again tomorrow. Nay has encouraged this art hobby for years, but I'm a criticism-phobic curmudgeon with more love than talent for this sort of thing, so I think I've worn her down. At least, she doesn't make the suggestion so often anymore.

( 15 min, and had to stop myself before I redrew everything from scratch. )

I have three weeks to brush up on .NET before an informational meeting for a local dev company at the school. I don't know whether I should shoot for the internship or the entry-level salaried position. If Nay gets the time off, I'll also be able to visit my parents and grandma (from Washington) for a day or two. I've been reading every day for about a week, which is nice, but odd. I've been drawing lately, which after something like a year (?) of nothing, is...refreshing. It's easy to forget how fun it is to make things appear. It's easier to see the mistakes, and that's indubitably why I quit so often, but I'll try not to focus on the negative.

Cripes, it's late.