Author: Aaron Hoffmann

what a busy week… seems i haven’t had much time for anything, except for everything.

for those who don’t know, i turned 25 on tuesday. hard to believe, considering i feel about 19 physically, between 7 and 40 mentally.i guess 25 is about right then if you average it out. heh. last weekend i had the distinct honour of dining with krystle, receiving a meal, a gift, and a pleasant evening stroll all at her expense. i really do owe her for it. then, this past wednesday my parents made the journey from up north just to see me for the occasion. we had dinner, bought me a new bed (ok, i bought the bed, but they helped deliver and set it up, as well as haul away my old one), made me a healthy cake (with egg whites and applesauce vs. yolks and oil), and got me some other gifts, including a spendy (but highly fashionable) white dress shirt. i am truly blessed with such great family and friends.

during cake wednesday, my mother was telling how fast the years go, and to hear her sent a wash of mixed emotions over me. she remembers being 35 and thinking ‘oh, 50 is so far away’, but then before she knew it… she was 50. i am one who falls into the category that i fear ageing and would live forever if i could, so to hear this made me sad and a bit scared, especially with the expressions on my parents’ faces as mum told the story and glaced at dad; just one of those images that tell a thousand words. once as a small child i recall looking out from the giant living room window on a sunny day and feeling the warm light bathing me through the panes of glass. looking up into it i thought god was near the sun and asked/prayed/begged with all my might that i would never die. i guess we’ll see. at least my recent physical shows that i’m in excellent physical condition… and that’s a start. hah

thursday, realising that my giant bed was utterly incompatible with the existing room arrangement, i spent a full 4 hours playing ‘room tetris’ with the various furniture in order to reveal some sort of harmony. in fact this game was a lot like one of my favourite games the new tetris inasmuch as i got to ‘swap’ pieces of furniture out of the playing field, though in this case it was permanent. in order to make room, i had to eject my drafting table, easel, small file/supply cabinet, and a dvd rack; though in all it is a good change. now, to finally get my surround system’s rear sets of speakers in proper position… i sense a visit to the local best buy coming.. heh

i still want an ipod. and those sexy jbl 10″ 3-way dual-woofer monsters. and.. and.. and..

i’ll take a peek and see if i can find some photos to post later, perhaps some by request.

listening to:
Nirvana
Nirvana

i found it!!! my long lost cd has returned; my beloved u2 best of 1980-1990 (a-sides); one of my favourite discs ever. it had been missing for well over 2 months, and that’s only for as long as i noticed it wasn’t around, and just about the time i was ready to give up hope… BAM! inspiration hits and i uncover it.

this morning brought my stretch of years without a doctor’s visit to an end; i had a physical which turned out great, except the unknowns awaiting analysis from the blood samples/tests being performed. i don’t anticipate any surprises.

speaking of surprises, in the past week or so i have learned two things: that i have gained about 25 lbs in the past year, and have lost about an inch of height in the past 5 years. so i’m only 5’11” now, and i’m not sure why i’m disappointed by that. but of the two things i’ve learned, i’m going to be making the necessary adjustments to change the one thing i can.

i bought a new bed this past weekend, and am very much looking forward to having it in my room now… a bit spendy, but hopefully worth it!

off to the park i go… time to get some walkaround and fresh air….

listening to:
The Best Of 1980-1990 [Limited Edition]
U2

i have been meaning to post so many things over the past 2 weeks, but alas, i have neither written things down to transcribe now, nor do i really have anything to whine about right at the moment, save for the completely normal dissatisfaction with the weather. what sort of old man have i become that the weather is so bloody important??

if something does deserve a complaint or two, it’s the petroleum industry and the prices we are forced to pay just to sustain our livelihoods–and by ‘prices’, i can’t help but feel somewhat guilty in my space-age bullet engaged in the rush hour gridlock with thousands of others…all sitting in place polluting as if earth has no feelings. not to personify it too obsessively, but in many ways i do prefer to think of inanimate objects as having feelings or personalities, only because it allows me to focus additional attention to something which might ordinarily go overlooked or tidied away in the ‘taken for granted’ bin. but back to the thought at hand, not only am i stuck still on the road, but i’m polishing the exhaust pipes with top-grade petrol as well. the least industry could do is make one of the two slightly more bearable: ‘clean’ fuel, or ‘cheap’ fuel. i’m sick of paying 2 dollars per gallon only to watch nearly half of each gallon flitter away in the rear-view as evaporation while i click the cd changer to shuffle a better song while i wait.

back to this weather compulsivity… apparently a slight mist/rain has enveloped our fair suburb, and although i don’t mind a little sprinkle or rain here and there, i will be awfully pissed if when i awake in tomorrow morning i find another thin film of snow obscuring the ordinary healing processing of spring from its winter ailments. if i’ve said it once, i’ve said it a million times: i fooking hate winter…with such a passion that i often aspire to become a supreme being someday wherein the power of the seasons will be completely within my control. then again, perhaps instead of complaining about winter, i should either move to a warmer climate, or be satisfied with things as is; because a warmer climate here in minnesota–even by just a couple degrees–could very well be the onset of another ice age. god forbid… i still wish to live forever, but if another ice age comes, i would beg for mortality.

tonight i had the distinct pleasure of wasting over an hour. seems the ‘save’ functionality of one of my recent gamecube games went a bit wonky; and all that i’d accomplished in that hour suddenly vanished… just like that 11th hour research paper that mysteriously disappears into the circuitry. i found myself cursing wildly for a few minutes in disbelief, then as acceptance sank in, i just flipped the damn thing off with a sparky bit of attitude. amazing how such small things in a single day can be drawn out so poetically once the events cross the threshold of my brain, and slip back out through my fingertips. good ol’ wordy aj.

jack. what sort of drama must have occurred with him over the past week. first, he briskly announces that he’s moving out by month’s end, with some bloke he barely knows; one that jack openly admits can get on his nerves. then, just as quickly as he was about to leave, he rescinded the departure and decided to stay after all. in some ways i’m glad, but also disappointed, because on one hand it would be nice to have that extra bit of quiet around the place, and get my bathroom back, as well as increase the probability of enduring a shower with actual hot water!?! but on the other hand, things wouldn’t be quite as interesting, and it’s always awesome to snag the leftover slices of pizza when he prepares himself such a dinner. one thing i do want to change though is his peculiar interest in skimping on the bathroom tissue. he normally prides himself on overspending for items of marginally better quality than normally-priced merchandise, yet he managed to buy a googol-pack of toilet paper which–as an artist, i can make this comparison–could quite easily double as tracing paper. yes, the last thing i want when wiping is to see my fingers through invisible paper holding fecal matter….or at least the illusion thereof. again the little things which sprout the largest beanstalks in the world of my journal

on a different note, i’m taking a more proactive approach to remove the ‘winter weight’ which has plagued me for some months now, and can say that progress is indeed being made. my dimples are finally re-emerging, as well as definition on my stomach. only two more months to bikini season.. or in my case, bikini watching season.. heh. i just don’t like the idea of going though any season with extra bodily baggage, especially one like summer, where a svelte physique really does add to the enjoyment of things.

ok, that’s about enough for this guy tonight…i’ll attempt to gather additional thoughts in a more effective manner for the next post; so stay tuned!