The Life of the Nickness

The world lost a great, great man.

I lost a Grandfather.

I’ll see you again someday Grandpa.

My Abuella is in the hospital.

I’m very sad.

I met her.

Now, in less than two months we’ll be husband and wife.

Isn’t life wonderful?

I’ve been super sick with horrible cold/flu symptoms for about a week now that have kept me as bedridden as my body would allow.

Sorry about the lack of postage.

It's been a very very long time since I've updated my livejouranl(or for that matter even visited my friends' journals or even the livejournal website in general) and I've come to the difficult decision to stop posting on here.

I won't be deleting it(there is far too much of my life invested within it's 'pages')and I understand some(if not all) of you have probably forgotten I even exist. For those of you who haven't, or for those whose craving of the Nickness has be reawakened, I invite you to come and join me on my new Blogspot.

I'll supply the scotch and chairs, you just bring yourself(and perhaps a couple cigars).

I'll be waiting.

So I have no idea why exactly I'm posting. Nothing really to say. I'm still working at FCS, but at the same time I'm looking for a better job. I need more money, and would love a 9-5 mon-fri job.

Things are going well in the NicknessCave(read: jb's basement) Though I still don't have my no smoking sigh up(cant find a place for it) and it just doesn't feel like home yet.

I'm going to see Wild Hogs with my mom tonight. That should be fun. I'm a huge Tim Allen fan. I've even read both his books(did you even know he had written books? One is called 'Don't stand to close to a naked man' and the other is 'I'm not really here')

Anyways, everyone feel free to talk among themselves. I've gotta grab a shower and contemplate the meaning of life beyond the number 42.

A few things:

I've moved(into my brother's basement, and let me tell you, it's way cooler than my apartment. Plus I'm saving money, and I'm *almost* out of debt! Yay!)

I'm going to be promoted within the next 3 months(hopefully sooner, but one can never tell with this sort of thing. I'm not really in any hurry. I like being an associate manager. but the increase in pay would be nice)

I don't have internet access(I haven't for about 2 weeks) so I'm sneaking it from my parents' house(until my dad catches me, which is why this is a brief update)

I'm still single(I brought in the new year single. I'm not too upset about it, 2007 is the year to focus on God and myself, and if God wants to bring me someone, so be it)

I still miss Simon

I have internet!

Much thanks to my brother, Nona the Ninja, for hacking me into someone else's signal.

Now I won't be bored on my day off.

Tonight after watching a Lost marathon(season 1) with my mom and Bethany, I came home to my cat, Simon meowing at my door. He was hungry, and even though I've fed him a couple times today, I decided I'd feed him one more time before I went to bed. After he was done eating, he begin rubbing up against my leg and purring. So I picked him up and just held and petted him, just like I always do. And then it hit me. This is going to be the last night I ever do this with him.

And so I just continued to hold and pet him, now crying in my computer chair until he got bored and squirmed out of my arms.

I wonder if he knew I was giving him back to the shelter tomorrow if he would have squirmed away so fast.

People, I am sad. Had I known I would be getting rid of him so quickly I never would have gotten him. He didn't even make it to his first Christmas with me. *sigh*

Simon, you were my first room mate in my new apartment, and you kept me sane when I felt like I was going crazy. I hope you find yourself an awesome home with some kickbut owners.

First off I'd like to apologize to my readers. It's been quite a long time since I posted anything of substance on my LJ. A part of me wants to blame myspace, but even then I don't post anything of substance on their blog. Worry not, for I am still an LJer in my heart.

Recently I've had a few major changes going on in my life. Well, some of them have yet to happen, but they're just around the corner so I think I should tell everyone. I think I'll do it in the ever so popular list, with my comments in italics.

1. My lease is up on my apartment Jan 11. (not too much to say about this–thank goodness I'm leaving. I've never really found an apartment complex that I actually enjoy living at. That might be because I hate the idea of renting–why rent when you can own? So chances are I'll be moving in with my brother for a little while-helping him with his new house, and trying to save money at the same time. Ofcourse moving in with my brother brings us directly to…

2. My brother is alergic to cats(and so are some other people I know) so moving in with him means I need to find Simon another home. Its sad, cause I've really come to love this cat, and it's gonna be really hard for me to let him go. I'm trying to do it as soon as possible cause now that I know he has to go, I don't want to prolong it and drag it out, or it will be much more harder for me to let go later.

people have been bugging me so I suppose it's high time I wrote something here.

But I'm not sure what to say. Nothing out of the ordinary has happened to me.

Sleep, eat, work, friends, and then the cycle continues.

I suppose I could write something deep and meaningful and profoundly religious, but who here would actually want to read it?

So here I sit, roommate locked in his room, cat sleeping on the couch. All the quiet nay the sounds of my black and white FCS clothes drying in the dryer(not enough money this month to get them dry-cleaned)

God is good.

I miss House.

I recently bought myself a ballroom dancing CD, and a 'learn to waltz' dvd.(tower records is going out of business and had fantastic prices)

Yes, one day I will dance(ok, ok, so I can dance now, I guess I should rephrase that?….)

One day I will be a really awesome ballroom dancer.

I don't think I've been to a church service in over a month. it makes me sad. One can't be a christian all by themselves.(hebrews 10:25 comes to mind)

Still, recently for some odd reason most of my quiet times alone with God seem so much better than a Mosaic Service–or any service for that matter.

*sigh* I'm writing in short sentences and I keep hitting the 'return' button. I'll stop now. I hope you all have a very goodnight.

So this day blah blah years ago my parents were married. My mom got my dad a card and my dad didn't get my mom anything. *sigh* Just the usual celebration, I suppose.

Anyways, here are some a few pictures of my new look.

Any comments?

When I got home this evening(or morning, depending how you look at it) in my email inbox I had my first letter from a Stickson fan.

*smile*

For those of you wondering, I am planning on doing many, many more comics. For now I'll be scanning them into a computer, until my photoshop skills are up to par enough for me to completely do them on there.

In other, completely unrelated news…

I had an awesomely fun time tonight. Grabbed some food at TGIF, then went to my mom's house and watched the Lake House(again) and Curious George. Oh, and I finally leaned how to play sudoku.

Yup. Today's been an all around awesome day.

No cell phone or Internet! I am sad!

So my phone broke about a week ago and I'm waiting on Verizon to send me a new one.

What makes it worse? 3 days ago Comcast turned off my cable and internet connection! (we wont go into why)

So now I feel so…..out of the loop.

I miss you all. Very, very much.

Leave me a message or something, so I can feel loved when I'm lucky enough to get back on here.

Sigh. I love you all! Don't forget about me!

The past couple of weeks I keep writing my LJ entries in my head. But by the time I get to a computer to type them all out, I’m so mentally worn out that I just don’t type anything. Its quite sad really. But heres another update for all of you in cyberland who miss me.

My sister had her 23rd birthday last Saturday. It was much fun; we(melissa, bethany and myself) ended up going to a park and swinging on swings and playing like we were little kids. Later we met up with a bunch of other people for bowling and then cake and ice cream. I’m currently uploading 180 pictures of her whole birthday weekend onto photobucket, click here to take a look at them all–though I warn you, some are just plain scary. I have my favs though…what are yours?

Last night I went to chuck-e-cheese with mi familia(plus the ever so wonderful bethany, though as much as shes been hanging around us we might as well dub her an honorary Clark–especially now that shes marrying Melissa. Seriously folks, shes awesome. I couldn’t wish for a better friend for my sister). It was much fun, and I gave my tolkins to Melissa so she could get a demonic-looking plushy doll. She had never been to chuck-e-cheese before. I think she had fun.

I should have gone to church this morning but completely overslept my alarm and didn’t wake up until 11:05. Ofcourse, I didn’t go to bed last night until 5am, so it kinda makes sense. It was really bad last night, I wasn’t tired at all and ended up going for a walk that lasted two hours. Yeah, it was nice to walk in the still of the night, breathing in the clean, crisp air.

If i didn’t have to work tonight, I’d probably do it again.

On a random note, Shelly bought the new Christina Auguilera CD. It’s…different. Very blues, jazz, big bandish. I’m gonna be copying it to my ipod probably sometime tomorrow morning. Be on the lookout for lyrics that I think rock.

I’m gonna go now. My muse has left me, and I find it hard to type without her. Heres a comic to keep you happy. It’s not funny, but for some reason I just felt like posting it.

I am really interested in consolidating all my debt. I think it's the only way I'm actually going to be able to get my feet on the ground and start 'new'. I want to be able to live my life without debt killing me.

There are….ALOT of companies out there. Anyone know of any that are any good?

Anyone feel…disappointed in the season 6 premire of Smallville other than myself?

Oh and for the record, I now officially hate Jimmy 'James' Olsen.

You know what I love after a hard day of working? Coming home, putting on some illegally downloaded music, relaxing, and popping open happiness wrapped up in colorful little paper(ie:starburst) Let me tell you folks: Taste the rainbow ain't got nothing on these little pieces of wonderful goodness.

Shelly comes back from her NJ vacation tomorrow. Thank goodness. I haven't been feeling up to par lately and I'm really glad she'll be back to lend some supermanager support. And ofcourse she gave me saturday off so I could help her move. I hope it doesn't take too long, it's Mosaic night AND it happens to be my sister's birthday. Crap… I can't remember how old she is. Meh. I'm sure she'll remind me. Or maybe I'll find a super awesome happy maybe20something birthday. *and we're holding up the bypass. Ohh. Me and my dad havin' a top laugh. Whoa. And I'm sitting on the toolbox. Oh, and I'm so glad I'm not in school boss. So glad I'm not in school.*

Yup. I've been watching/listening to the JCB video on repeat. Not really sure why. It's kinda…hypnotizing. Add the wonderful effects of a starburst induced pleasure coma and the results are….wonderful.
Oh, I should mention(I've already told some of you this) I have decided another year should not pass by without me taking some sort of vacation out of the states. I used to travel alot, and I feel I've been stuck in Manassas WAY too long. So…next summer(date tba)I'm going to go to England. I'm officially saving up for it. And I'm inviting EVERYONE I know. Yes, even you LJ people I don't really know and only talk to once every couple of months…you're invited too. if I have to go by myself I will, but I'm hoping some of my way awesome friends(yes, that would be you) will come with me. Ofcourse, someone will have to stay behind to watch Simon-I don't think I could sneak him onboard without security thinking he's some type of newaged living bomb. *I'll protect you from the horrible anal probes Simon!*

Sigh. I need a massage. I wish House was on every night of the week. How many nights can you eat spaghetti before your body decides to revolt against you? I'm luke I'm five and my dad's Bruce Lee. He drives me around in his JCB…
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and with that, the starburst are gone.

Disclaimer before the actual post: I am not bitter. I am not angry. I don't hate God. I'm not angry with Him. I'm just…ranting right now.

So heres the story. After the whole Ashley fiasco, I really felt strongly that I was supposed to stop looking for someone to date. Contrary to popular belief, I am not constantly seriously looking, but there were/are a few websites that I would visit regularly just to see what was out there. I felt pretty strongly that if God wanted me to have someone in my life, he would bring the right person in His timing.

So I stopped visiting the sites. A wee bit later(I'm not sure how long, because I didn't keep track) I got a message from one of those sites saying that a girl wanted to meet me. That hardly ever happens, and when it does, it always turns out badly. My first instint was to ignore it, which I did for a couple days, until curiousity got the best of me and I went in and saw that not only had the girl been interested in meeting me, but had left me her email. So I emailed her.

She responded, and soon after we started talking on the phone(she rarely got online to begin with) We had alot in common and seemed to really get along well(at least over the phone) so after about a month went by, she asked if I wanted to come down and visit her. I was unsure(wanting to take things slow, as did she) but agreed and last Sunday I drove 2 hours to visit her church and spend some time with her.

It went great. The church reminded me of my grandparents, and I got to meet her family and friends and pastor. I even came out of my shell and talked to people(moreso than I'm used to)

Everyone loved me. I know this, because not only did they tell me, but she told me as well. Alas, it was not to be. I got a phone call from her yesterday saying that even though I'm a great catch, was a big hit, and have alot to bring to a relationship, she felt like she was not ready to 'take the plung' and start dating. We won't be seeing each other again, and we probably won't remain friends(she never gets online, doesn't have long distance on her phone, and lives 2 hours away) Sigh.

This is the part thats annoying/frustrating me. Recently in my dating 'life' I seem to be getting involved with women who aren't ready for a relationship. This time I thought would be different, because she contacted me. But it was the same. Which is really freaking me out inside. Classically speaking, isn't it the guy's 'job' to not want to be in a committed relationship? Aren't the women supposed to be huddling together in sleep overs complaining that their crush doesn't want to go steady? I feel like such the girl now. All thats missing is the pint of Ben and Jerry. And perhaps the wonders of V3.

People have to do whats right for them. I understand that. And I'm glad she told me she couldn't handle a relationship before we actually got into one. But what was the point of even contacting me? What exactly is this teaching me? How to talk to random people I don't know and will never meet again? Patience? How to not get my hopes up? How to gaurd my heart so closely that when the right one finally does come along she'll have to own a sledgehammer to get through the hardheartedness? Yes yes, I'm sure I'm being overdramatic now.

So ok God. I don't know what I'm doing. Or where I'm going. I know where I want to go, and what I want do to, and where I believe you want me to go and what you want me to do, but I have no idea how to get there. Feel free to step in any time and take over. Really. I wouldn't mind some cool vision right about now, or an awesomely scarey angel visiting me telling me to follow the bright star. I know you don't owe me anything, but if you feel like it, I'd love to know what you have planned for me, and how you plan on getting me there. Just let me know about the angel, ok? I wouldn't want 'him' to show up and me to have not saved 'him' a slice of pizza.

*sigh*

It's the waiting thats the most annoying part.