Ravings of an Undead Cheese Minion

It’s still summer until September 22nd, and water parks will be open until September 12th or so…but unfortunately, it’s coming. The inevitable.  The autumn anxiety is here.  Here  is a link about it — it’s basically a precursor to the worst part of seasonal affective disorder, the depression that skyrockets in winter. More than anything, it’s an anticipatory fear of what’s to come.  In just a few minutes, I have to design my fall autopilot schedule, as we drive back up to Utah. When we get there, the weather will probably be hot (well, we’ll get there at night, but it will be hot the next day). But in like a month it’ll be cold and dark again. And it’s honestly weird to think about, when I’m sitting at the top of Double Dragons at Cherry Hill in my swimsuit this September 11th, that in just a few weeks I’ll balk at the idea of going outside in shorts, let alone getting in cool water.  I didn’t get as much done this summer as I wanted to. I did get a decent amount done, both in terms of

 It’s time for another meme dump. Because why not.  ^ This is like 70% of the conversations between Andrew and I lol. With me wanting the fries. 

I did a 5-mile run this morning along the promenade. 3.25 of it was fartlek. As such, the pictures may not be of the greatest quality. But wow, was it beautiful. The morning beach fog burned off a bit early leaving us with a beautiful summer morning.  After finishing, I took a brief walk (like 0.3 miles or so) across the sand to touch the water and watch the waves for a little while. 

...88.  I was at 82. But I got on West Coast Racers and Apocalypse at Six Flags Magic Mountain, plus their 3 kiddie credits (though I may have ridden one or two of them when I was small, I honestly couldn't remember, so I did them just in case), and then I got CoastRider at Knott's Berry Farm. That wild mouse is way nicer to my body than Lagoon's. Though the shin bar kind of hurts and I'm not sure why it's a thing. Maybe it helps you not get yanked around as much.  Now, obviously there is Magic Flyer at Magic Mountain but you can't ride that without a kid. So, I couldn't ride it.  I also really wanted to get Hang Time, because it looks AWESOME, but it wasn't open...Next time!!! Newly CGI-retracked Ghostrider was AWESOME, OH MY GOSH. Especially being on the front row. SO grateful for the guy who helped me get on it!  I also rode a few new non-coaster rides: Lex Luthor Drop of Doom, Crazanity, Knott's Beary Tales, and Sol Spin. Good times. 

The last rays of sunlight are sinking behind the mountains as we land on your back patio, finishing our sunset flight. The neon fuel erupting from the soles of my hovershoes slowly dissipates as I stand on the concrete. As I catch the grin on your face, I can’t help but reciprocate. Everything about today was perfect. Tonight, the evening air is alight with the scents of pine and barbecue and your perfume. The long, hot summer day is finally yielding to a brief, warm night. We sit down by the campfire, images from your TV in the living room flashing through the glass windows. I’m definitely going to smell like smoke tonight. But it doesn’t matter much. As we talk, I love to hear your voice, the way you sing to yourself, your laughter. It sounds like music. As we sit by the fire, and the night sky explodes with stars and planets and moons and comets and lanes of spaceships soaring through intergalactic highways, we tell each other stories. Stories from each others’ worlds. The stories o

SimpleNexus thought I was too slow at coding to get rehired (and I cite, "too low ticket velocity" was the reason I was not rehired). Instead of investing in me, they used weaknesses I disclosed in 1:1s against me (read: ADHD, though not explicitly stated as such from my end), when I thought I was in a supportive environment that would actually try to help me grow as an intern. Well, screw them. I'll find a better company. And when I become an elite programmer with incredible skill, they'll regret not rehiring me. I will make sure  of that.  I really  don't want to have to go through the entire internship interview process. I wish I could have a company that would allow me to learn and grow where I'm at now,  while I drill myself in CS, math/physics, hardware, and SWE concepts in my off hours, plus working on personal projects (which I never seem to get to due to having a problem with obsessively needing  large amounts of intellectual data  before actually pl

This is the theme song of the anime Beastars . It got removed off Spotify. The music video got removed off of YouTube. I did find a copy of the song on YouTube but I fear it will also get removed.  Unfortunately, it's missing the awesome motivational speech by the singer at the very beginning. I haven't found a version with that speech yet.  Since it worked pretty well with October Rain , here is Wild Side : 

Or known to me, at least.  If I put in Lindon Aquatics Center on Apple Maps, it finds it just fine:  The address is correct, and everything. Though for some reason it also comes up with some aquariums in London. I guess it thinks I could be misspelling with London/Lindon.  Regardless, I hit "Directions", and... Davis Strait? What? That makes absolutely no sense. How on earth does it go from "Lindon Aquatics Center" in Lindon, UT all the way to Davis Strait, somewhere near Greenland? WTF The workaround is to enter the address manually. Still positively bizarre though. 

Author’s note: This is just a fun little creative writing exercise I did, combining the idea of immersive daydreaming with the idea of actually traveling to alternate realities. The overarching concept being what would it be like if intensive daydreaming was actually a portal to a different world?  As such, nothing here should be taken too seriously. However, it should be canonically consistent with my paracosm and its accompanying stories and artwork, and is technically canon itself.  To Enter a World… So, you want to enter into another world — an alternate dimension, if you will. There are many ways to do this, contrary to what others may tell you. Pay no attention to the nonmagical people of your world who will tell you that this is impossible. They are like crabs in a bucket — they will try desperately to drag you down with them, into their drab world of mundanity and mediocrity. You must rise above this; it is crucial. I exhort you, as we conduct this exercise today — pay them n

  If we could fly On the wind, and meet  In the moonlit sky Stay alone above But until that day, I'll send you my love. - Glacier Island, "On the Moon" 

One interesting problem I’ve been having to deal with is my mind’s tendency to bounce around incessantly between various interests.  Which is funny, because I definitely hyperfixate and have special interests. But after hyperfixating for a while, I’ll bounce again, and it won’t be in my control. My brain will be on a roll reviewing math for a few days, then it will panic and say “crap we need to do 3D art more”, then it will get down a 2D and drawing rabbit hole instead, then it will want to learn like 20 different computer science concepts at the same time. Then it will get obsessed with theme parks again and oh I guess we’re focusing on that now, aren’t we? Crap I really need to be obsessed with coding again because I’ve got stuff due. Haha just kidding now it’s true crime and abnormal psychology. And now it’s symphonic metal. Oops time to binge Owl City for 3 days straight. Ok now we’re obsessing over romance, now I want to read my geysers book again, now I want to read about water

And it’s time to learn how to drive, run, and walk more defensively, and to curtail my emotions while on the road.  I was just on a morning medium-pace run at Orem Community Park. 3 miles, because I had hit the snooze button, and had thus lost the time to run my full 5. At the park, because the grass is easier on my knees and I’m more likely to be OK when doing my long runs on paved trails, because my knees take less of a beating during the week.  I was doing figure eights around the park in order to make my run more interesting. This involves one street crossing because there is a road that goes through the middle of a park. But the cars are usually slow and super wary of pedestrians, since they’re in a park.  Not this car.  This white sedan is coming pretty quickly, but I’m not thinking rationally as I’m about to cross. My thoughts are shifting from “holy crap I’ve gotten fat; I need to up my mileage, lift more, and clean up my diet” and “am I going to keep this schedule when it gets

 "Maybe tonight we'll start all over, like it's the first day of our lives..."  The quote is apparently from a song. But I found it from a Google search on something unrelated, coincidentally.  Be strong today.