I am drained, physically and mentally. The physical part is obvious. I worked out early in the day. Mentally, though? That's what happens when I attend to tasks that I've left hanging for the last three days because I was too obsessed with destroying Golden Sun. I worked out early because of an article I read last night. Those who work out earlier have a higher chance of sleeping soundly. I want to fix my sleep schedule.
I started my day by working on the next chapter of Love Sick. I published it about three years ago one day before my birthday. So it's kind of an anniversary update. I essentially threw out everything I had in the beginning and substituted it with stuff I thought up last night. I'm telling you. I'm at my best in bed...
That's what she said.
I've got about 1000 words finished and strangely enough, I feel that's the perfect length. My readers won't be happy about the brevity but screw them. It's my birthday. I do whatever I want.
The unattended tasks I mentioned previously were three jobs I was interested in. I could just send my resume and be on my way but I wanted to this thoroughly. This required my full attention. I spent a lot of time writing cover letters specifically tailored for these organizations. I don't know if my effort will pay off, but it's better than shooting blind and hoping for the best. The most important thing in advertising is controlling your message. I can't add more to my resume without resorting to outright deceptions. So I focus on cover letters.
I also wanted to complete the last entry of my work history at Jomatto Pro, my professional website on Wordpress. It was a detailed description of my time as a Uteach instructor at UCI. If I were to look in my history and tell you which job was the best, that would definitely be it. I've got didactic blood flowing through my veins.
More than anything, it was the opportunity to present every week that I appreciated. I'm not saying I've got charisma, far from it, it's just that when I've got the stage, I will take full advantage of my time in the spotlight. It's funny, because I'm shy on the ground level, but you put me up there, and I am an entirely different person.
With this entry completed, the foundations for my professional website have finally solidified. I reworked it at the beginning of this year but only updated periodically. I've finally got my full work history up along with many samples. Now, it's just a matter of generating self-promoting content. I was waiting for this. Because every time I go running, my head conjures up these amazing monologues that, if committed to paper, would really show off how special I am. I just needed the right platform for it.
As I was brushing my teeth, I saw a premonition. I know how my future looks. Everything up until this point has been preparation for this cycle I'm about to embark on. If there's anything I'm proud of, it's the fact that I've managed to write an entry for just about every day of this year so far. Sure, some of them may have been short and I was forced to combine a couple days in one instance, but other than that, I have done a stellar job with this.
The reason for these Event Logs is to make writing routine. I once said that worked on waves. This was an exercise in generating waves. I don't want to wait for the tides if that's what it takes for me to become productive. Today's a turning point. I have effectively created a self-sustaining routine of productivity. I have three outlets for content on the internet: this blog for personal day-to-day matters, my Tumblr for creative and fun endeavors, and my Wordpress for my professional articles. In addition, I want to apply to at least one job every weekday.
The last thing I have to do is use my Odesk account to earn money. It's fine to be generating so much content on a daily basis but I have to survive too, and my coffers aren't looking too pretty at the moment. I just need to earn enough to pay my keep every month. Until then, I'll keeping swinging for the fences on the job market.
Before, it was a matter of willpower and personal strength. Now? It's just a matter of time. Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to let up. There's still a lot I have to do, like create material for my interviews. That's where I've been getting hosed. I've been trying improvise but that doesn't work if I don't actually know my stuff. It's about time I create a solid foundation for that. I already started somewhat with my work at Senju Sprinkler. I just gotta take it to the next level.
Then there's Vegas. Honestly, that's the real catalyst for this burst of activity. Maybe all I needed was some sort of event to get me going. If that's the case, Vegas has definitely charged me up. I'm not expecting some kind of crazy ass trip. My expectations are relatively mild. If anything, all I want to do is eliminate that mental block that prevents us from carrying out the simplest of actions like saying "Hi" to a cute girl.
I've got about a week and a half to get ready. To start, I'm going to catalog those missed opportunities. There's still one fresh in my mind that stings when I think about it. Last week, during my usual walk around the Santa Ana river, two attractive ladies stepped into the trail. I wanted to say something but I just kept running. I think if I tallied up all those missed opportunities, my excuses wouldn't hold up under scrutiny. I spend about 90% of my day inside. That obviously doesn't give me many chances to meet girls, which means I can't let those rare moments slip away without a fight. But the equation changes significantly once I find a job, so that's my number one priority.
Last, but not least, I still have to put together my Incantation of Invincibility. I truly believe that this is the magic sauce that will unlock my true potential beyond my wildest dreams. In every situation, there is a sequence of words and events that lead us to certain outcomes, favorable or not. That's the entire premise of dating sims. But with this Incantation, I'm hoping it will become my cheat code and allow me to bypass all that psychological nonsense. I'm obviously exaggerating for comedic effect, but wouldn't a little chant that gives you courage sound like something that everybody should have?
You know what? Let's do this. Let's put it together right now. I'm obviously in the mood to write so let's see what I can whip up. Then again... This is something intensely personal. The thing about this Incantation is that it's for me and not anyone else. If you were expecting jazz, sorry to disappoint you. I will, however, outline several rules of which to frame my composition.
For one, it has to be short enough to be deployed quickly. I don't want to stand there like an idiot reciting this in my head as opportunity walks away. Secondly, it has to work in any situation. If it's not effective 100% of the time, then it's useless. Okay, even at 90%, it'd be extremely useful, but it has to be a sequence or an idea powerful enough to override any sense of propriety I may hold at the moment. That's probably the biggest challenge. Thirdly, it's gotta be repeatable. It can't be one-time use. It has to be my bread and butter, something I can rely on during dark times.
There's definitely a lot to chew on, and this may possibly be my longest Event Log yet. I'll just sleep on it.
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