Event Horizon was an awesome movie, just wanted to share that.
Since his name was mentioned, I worked an event a few years ago at I believe the Hilton hotel in NYC or maybe the Plaza, forget which, featuring Masaharu Morimoto as a chef for it. I was doing a break out room, which sucked because the rest of the crew got a free show from Mr. Morimoto himself. The fatasses ate everything he made too, jerks...
So I've been at the gym now for roughly 10 months, have lost 30 pounds without changing my diet (astonishing if you ask me), and have definitely seen a major improvement in my ability to continue past my usual limits in exertion. By far the greatest moment out of this was when my asshole father started to chuckle when he saw me start to do a pushup, then after I adjusted to an elevated position (feet on a chair so my neutral position was a straight line) and proceeded to bust out 30, he admitted he was impressed. Twas a good day that last thursday...though I should stop doing push ups barefoot as my toes hurt greatly after.
Been tossing around the idea more and more of finally getting into the air force or the army. My life is losing direction fast, and as much as I enjoy the gym and my video gaming, current work and my father's slowly deteriorating condition are starting to eat away at me. I have little desire in life anymore outside of simple enjoyments and that fills me with nausea just thinking about it. The worst part is I can't think of anything I wanna do with my life anymore, aside from getting stronger and playing video games which seriously don't go hand in hand nor do they really satisfy my longing for something more...not sure what it is though. I know that the military may be a cop out choice, but maybe it's what I need...idk. I'm just so terrified of leaving my old man alo e these days, it's not like he's an invalid, but he seems so out of it when he's alone. He barely gets out of the house outside of smoking his cigar and physically he can barely walk around the corner to the store. I fear that if I were to leave for a month I'd get a phone call telling me he croaked. My mom died too soon in life, and in a very miserable and unhappy way, I don't wish this for my father. He had enough shit from my mom's family blaming him for her situation and not taking care of her before she got cancer, then for not getting her treated...etc etc. He's an ass, but I'd like to see him be somewhat comfortable before he passes on, however long it may be.
I feel oddly open right now, I know I'll read this tomorrow and hate myself for having put it all here, but idk, words just came out and I felt like sharing them with some group of people who listen. Thanks for being here haps thread, stop accidentally getting locked.