Day 3

It's awesome--during these last three days my volition has been as powerful as it was during my first week back in Annapolis, but it's like everything gained a new dimension. I was working in 2D before, and now I'm working in 3D. I'm kicking ass on projects, getting more shit done than ever before, PLUS, I'm spending a lot of time with Eva, eating healthy, homecooked meals, sleeping a lot, and getting sufficient breaks and rest time. This is on a new level than before.

Day 2

Doing well, writing as much as I could be. When I'm not working I've been relaxing and enjoying life, and when I am working I'm steamrolling projects like an 18 wheeler with a drunk driver driving.

Day 1

Writing. Eagles looked nice.

2 weeks ago I committed to living in accordance with a comprehensive system devised to manage my time as efficiently as possibly, systematizing all of my activities and distributing them down to the minute. The great thing was that it worked. For a week straight I was working like a demon, and more importantly, I felt like it was completely sustainable. However, despite its success in one sense, I concluded last weekend that it was not a system in accordance with good principles of living, in a general sense. Without getting into it too much, I felt like I was not properly honoring the non-work things in my life. In order to live well I believe that I must have a full and healthy private life, and only after that should I think about work. What does this mean for the blog? I've always thought that blogs were attempting to make public something that I don't necessarily want to make public, so I'm going to start making distinctions about what I'm going to write about and what I'm going to leave out. Essentially, the only things that I want to write about from now on will be relating to work, and by work I mean the things that I believe I'm meaningfully contributing to the world. This means writing. From now on you'll get updates about how the writing is going. The rest is for myself.

Day 7

I felt my energy waning, but I perservered. Good wake up, was able to handle the work at my job calmly and with a relaxed, clear mind, went to the MVA, changed my registration, license, and voting info to reflect the move, went to the parking authority and purchased my parking sticker, finished up at work, made a healthy dinner utilizing leftover in the fridge that were on the verge of going bad, studied French for 1/2 an hour, worked on Fed10 for 1/2 an hour, worked on Upright for 1/2 an hour, worked on my essay for 1/2 an hour, good getting ready for bed (dental hygiene, scheduling tomorrow, and writing the blog), and maybe I'll read Crime and Punishment for a few minutes before going to bed. Keep reading Plato and all the great books Dan!

Day 6

Remember, my "days" are a count of consecutive days living in a way that I think is excellent. Good wake-up this morning, worked at about %92 at work, browsed Le Monde for 20 minutes, sorted out my address change with a whole host of companies to whom that information is relevant, picked up a recycling bin from the city, worked on my novel for an hour (current title is Upright In The Field of Tyranny), cooked a lovely dinner, studied php and fumbled around with ssh for 1/2 an hour, studied my French, worked on my essay for 1/2 an hour, and now I'm getting ready for bed. I might get in 15 minutes of Crime and Punishment.
Two major issues were brought to my attention today. One is stress. Stressing out, or becoming anxious, is usually useless and a big waste of energy. I need to practice my Marcus Aurelius shit. Seriously. If I can just focus on what I have influence over and be stoic about everything else, then I'd have a lot more energy and thus a lot more influence. I don't want to get into this too much because I want to read. The second issue is giving each task enough time. I can allot 1 and a 1/2 hours for dinner, but I've found that to actually make something nice, plus a salad and maybe some bread, eat and have a real conversation, and clean takes at least 2 hours. Maybe I could do it in 1 and a 1/2, but I'd be rushing, and rushing usually makes me anxious, which drains energy, etc. etc. Basically, I need to experiment with tasks and determine the time that they require for completion comfortably. If I work at a reasonable pace I'll be the champion, because I'll be consistent, every day will be an excellent day, and even though I won't get as much done in one single day than I would if I were sprinting and trying to have the world all at once, I will have accomplished more at the end of the week by consistency than the alternative would after having burnt out after a day or two. I like my new approach and the outcome so far. Each day so far has been a 4 or a 5 in the old system. Yeah, if it's a "day", it's a 4 or a 5.

Day 5

Yeah, Dostoevsky is the shit. That's why I committed myself to reading all of his works. I have another 100 pages left in C&C, and then after that the only major work left of his that I haven't read yet is The Idiot. Everything else is either medium length or short story. Brother's K is incredible. Demons might edge out Brothers K for me as a personal pick, but if I had to put one of his works on the great books list, it would definitely be Brothers K. On my day.
Got up, didn't waste any time like yesterday, ate a full and nutritious breakfast, rocked work's face off, partially set up the utilities, figured out recycling for the house, wrote for an hour and a half meeting my deadline for today, read Dostoevsky for 1/2 an hour, did some grocery shopping, ate a nutritious and pleasurable dinner with the Temple radio station streaming live jazz into our kitchen from the computer, I did some stuff to help me become more effective with Fed10, I'm about to do a 1/2 hour of French, and then I'm going to go to bed on time to get my full 8 hours of sleep.

Day 4

Busy day, and hopefully the last one where I'm operating at an unsustainable output of energy. Got up, performed toilette a bit slower than necessary, ate a healthy breakfast, rocked a hard day at work, worked on my essay, filled up gas on the car, cleared up some paperwork with the landlord, did something else that I'm blanking on right now, cleaned up, made a healthy dinner, read Crime and Punishment for about 1/2 an hour, made lunch for tomorrow, and now I'm getting ready to go to bed. Tomorrow will be a more healthy day, in terms of output vs. rest, and I plan on working on the program for 1/2 an hour.

Day 3

Still going strong. I got up promptly, performed my morning toilette, ate a nutritious breakfast, got half-way set up at work, kicked ass there (work is now an intense exercise from start to finish, so I exercised in the middle of all this), came back for a nutritious lunch, did some shit with my bank account, finished up at work, went on a big grocery trip, made a nutritious dinner, bought some necessities from the corner store, did the dishes, made lunch for tomorrow, did some laundry, unpacked a little more, made a list of the stuff I still need to do, performed my nightly toilette, shot a quick e-mail to the project guys, and after writing this I'll do a bit of French and go to bed. I'm tired, and I know I'm not resting enough, but right now is crunch time and once I get past this I'll be back on a normal, healthy schedule. I'm planning to take off two days this weekend, one of those being the holiday on Monday. I should definitely finish Dostoevsky by then.
I'm entering a writing contest, and to give myself time for that I'm splitting my writing time. My looming deadlines are as follows: by Wednesday night I want to have finished brainstorming on my essay, and by September 7th I'm going to be finished restructuring my novel and ready to work on draft 2. I also want to finish this moving in shit as fast as humanly possible, without giving myself a heart attack.

Day 2

Still going strong. Today I woke up, performed my "toilette", as I think Ben Franklin refers to it, with haste, ate a healthy breakfast, packed up the rest of my stuff, drove to Maryland, while I was driving I contemplated a question in my writing project, I got to Annapolis, unloaded my stuff, went back out to Trader Joes to get some necessary house crap, drove to Target to get our house furnishings, returned, cleaned the house a bit, set up some shit, ate a healthy dinner, cleaned some more, read Dostoevsky for about 10 minutes, and now I'm getting ready to go to bed. No programming today, and maybe not tomorrow either given my current schedule. Soon though, I'll be back in at my full strength.

Day 1

It's day 1 because I think I've found that system I was telling Dan about. I've even added a psychological trick to get me to be even more efficient. Why do I think things will be different now? Because every task I did today, including writing, I did with zeal and without shrinking from the challenge. No sloppy transitions, no half-assed attempts, no day dreaming or anything. I was like Brian Dawkins getting in my work's face today. For now I'm not going to use quantitative scoring, just qualitative updates and the day count.
Sorry about not responding on the programming stuff. This week has been hectic, and if I ever have spare time, I use it for writing, as I said I would. Starting next week things should be more stable and I can get back to working on the program.
Today I ate three healthy meals, exercised good dental hygiene, practiced French for 1/2 hour, researched Parkour for 1/2 hour, exercised for 1/2 hour, wrote for an hour, helped my mom take shit to my sister's dorm room, read Crime and Punishment (my relaxation time) for about an hour and twenty minutes, and packed up stuff for my new apartment for an hour.

Like I said a while ago--if I wait too long, I restart my count at zero. Dan, I glanced at your system. It's too late for me to read it in detail, but I'll let you know what I think soon. I have a lot going on right now.
Today's score: 1
Total score: 1

I'm aiming to only go up or stay the same, at the worst. Sliding back is terrible--it basically negates time that I can never get back in my life. Today I drove Eva to Annapolis, helped her move in, went apartment hunting, possibly set up short term housing for myself, wrote a letter, drove back to Media (I'll be here until Sunday night probably), I did French, and I'll probably do a workout before going to bed.

I'm going to add some sentamental snapshots to supplement my top ten list. These are lovely images that just come to mind when I'm away from home and I think of Philly:

* Walking up the BF Parkway on a crisp fall morning by myself, thinking, heading toward the Art Museum, seeing the flags waving, the leaves changing color, Logan circle, and the circle in front of the museum.

* Sitting in my living room on a hot summer night watching the Phillies, with the sound of a night-time thundershower outside, eating a Rita's water ice with the windows open, a fan blowing on me.

* Walking up to a lady at a cash register and hearing that Philly accent, the nasaly sounds, "wooter", "O"s turning into "OW", and the wierd "ea" dipthong that people make

* Crowded bar during Eagles season, a sea of green, and the place going nuts on a touchdown, people hugging each other after wining a huge game.

* Sitting on a bench waiting for SEPTA, seeing an old white guy and and old black guy accross the street playing chess on a table, and admiring a huge mural of a civil rights figure painted on the side of a building.

* Rittenhouse square on a cold, clear winter night before Christmas time with all the lights.

* The drive on 76 east from NW to downtown--first you go through Fairmount park, then you hit boathouse row with the lights and river in front of it, the back of the art museum, and by then you see the Cira center followed by the rest of the skyline.

* A tiny, crowded neighborhood deli, walking up to the counter, ordering quickly in code words, "provolone, wit" or, " mixed cheese, everything, sweet, mayo, oil, vinager", and some fat scruffy Italian guy nodding his head, scribbling something, ripping the order off of his pad, taping it up, yelling something to the back, and saying, "Next! Yeah, what can I get you? "

I'm in a strange but good mood right now. Actually, I've felt this way from the time I woke up. I feel like I've become immortal, all the world's problems have been solved, I've achieved what I wanted to achieve, and the public has been dispersed into a multitude of private worlds constructed from objects of comfort and sentamentality. I've begun my own eternal, post-struggle life, retiring into a dreamlike paradise. I almost feel like I'm on drugs. So what did I do? I peeled out of my house, picked up a totally quality hoagie from Hoagie Planet, and got a philly soft-pretzel for 50 cents. I wolfed down my glorious hoagie, savored the preztel, and now I'm sipping on Wawa peach iced tea and getting ready for some Tastykake triple chocolate cakes--chocolate frosting, cake, and cream. I was just now jumping up and down in delight over how much I love Philadelphia. Inspired by my state of mind, and my overflowing love for this area, I'm going to rock a top 10 list. Everyone else reading this blog, if you live or have been to the area, rock your own top 10 list in the comments section.
My Top Ten Favorite Things About Philadelphia
10. Location: this one is somewhat lame because it's only about Philly indirectly, but it's an asset nevertheless, so I'll put it at #10. In an hour and half to two hours you could get to the mountains, the ocean, Baltimore, Washington, the Chesapeake, or NY. Boston is also a reasonable distance away. Philly's right in the middle of everything on the East Coast.
9. Ethnic diversity: like some of the other items in the high numbers of my list, it's something I love about Philly, but it's not unique to Philly. Not to mention a city like San Francisco kicks our ass in this category. However, you can still find a great representative from any cuisine anywhere in the world somewhere in Philadelphia, and I love that. You see people of all different types here, and that definitely enriches the place. People forget this is still the 5th largest city in the nation, and third largest metro area, so we've got all sorts of diversity and human resources. I believe a while ago we had 3rd highest asian population in the states? That was a while ago, and maybe it's changed. Like other cities, we have racial tension, but I'd say it's not nearly as bad as somewhere like LA.
8. Universities: Philly has great universities, but it's not really unique among cities, so I'm placing it high on the list. Still, time as a student at Penn might be in my future, which would be awesome. I should add here that the area does have a uniquely strong intellectual culture. There was some thing I saw a while ago, a search tool on Google, where you can see a breakdown of different places from which people search for various things. I typed in several authors from the Great Books and Philly came up in the number 1, 2, or 3 spot many times, over NY, LA, and Chicago--impressive considering the tool used absolute number of searches.
7. Art: if I was more of an art nut this would be higher up, but I still appreciate it immensely. The main art museum has the third largest collection in the country, and when you add the Rodin, largest collection of his works outside of Paris, and the Barnes, largest private collection in the states, it's kind of incredible. PLUS, and this is a huge plus in my opinion, the mural program here has been the envy of the whole country, and its result has been the replacement of stupid graffiti by gorgeous, building sized murals EVERYWHERE. I believe we have more murals than any other city in America. They also contribute to my number 1 favorite thing about the city.
6. The Sports: ok, so they haven't won a championship in a while, which sucks, but I think a year or two ago ESPN ranked Philly as the city with the second best sports teams overall in terms of wins, quality of stadiums, number of teams, etc., second only to Boston. The fans are so passionate, although I wish they would be less negative and borish, but it's still a rush when we do well and everyone goes nuts. I was in Center City the day after the Sixers won game 1 of the 2001 finals and everyone was in the best mood I'd ever seen. My SEPTA rides on the 101 and El were free, people were honking, waving flags, everyone had the jerseys on--even stupid racial shit seemed to disappear for the day. It's just such an experience, especially the Eagles. It also seems that this is Northest/upper Midwest thing. They don't give half as much of a shit about sports out west.
5. Fairmount park, and the general greenery of the area: Penn laid out the city as the Greene Country Town, and it still blows my mind going to other cities and seeing the disparity between Philly and other places. Fairmount, I believe, is the largest city park in America,10x the size of Central Park. It has mountain biking, kayaking, swimming, hiking, etc, plus cultural stuff like the Mann music center, the Japanese Tea House, and several panoramic plateaus. The park creeps down into Center City and connects up with the Schuykill River trail and the Art Museum. The suburbs here are lush, and three out of four of Penn's original Center City parks are alive and well, and serve as great places to read, eat lunch, take a nap, or whatever.
4. History: perhaps Boston is the only other city that can compete here. I love that everything I walk past is hundreds of years old and served some historical purpose. I love that the country began here, and that we have the Independence National Historical Park. Plus there's Ben Franklin, whom I'll always consider the greatest American of all time, or at least the one that did the most in terms of shaping the concept of what it means to be American.
3. Food. This is Philly unique. In that book 1000 Things to Do Before You Die, there's one thing for Philly that is just the food. She says it rules in both the high end and low end categories. I don't have enough money yet to know about the high end stuff, although we've got the names to make that seem plausible to me, but on the low end I couldn't agree more. Hoagies, cheesesteaks (GG Special), Tastykakes, regional style iced tea, olde Philly sodas, soft pretzles, pizza--it's all amazing. I miss this so much when I'm living elsewhere, even somewhere as close as Maryland, where you think they'd have comparable stuff, but they don't, at all. No where does. It's wierd to me, but this stuff only seems to be this good here. Maybe it's the Schuykill water.
2. Realness factor: this is both a negative and a positive in my view, but right now I'm thinking about the positive side of it. When I was living in the Southwest and West, people were super mellow and nice in their public interactions. It was almost as if people were having a competition to see who could be the most chill and cool. However, I started to find incedences of major behind the scenes shit talking and underhanded shit aggrevated seemingly by a lack of public outlet. In other words, it wasn't ok to confront someone if you had a problem with them; instead, maybe you would talk a bunch of shit about them, but then when you saw them, you would have to act super nice to them like everyone else. So all this time that person thinks you're cool with them when you're actually not. 90+% of the people I went to college with were from the western region of the states, and I saw this all the time. Sometimes I would be shunned for being too open about shit. Philly, and other northeastern places are the opposite of this. I once saw a cartoon that kind of embodies what I'm trying to say. There were two frames with pretty similar drawings--two guys passing each other on the street. One frame was titled Los Angeles and the other was titled New York. In the LA one, the guys was saying "Hello" but the thought bubble above his head said, "Fuck you"; in the NY one, the two were reversed. People are open and will confront you. Even some roughness is actually not that big of a deal and it can be refreshing in a way. I'll go further though--in the attitude category, Philly is even realer than NY. It's as San Francisco is to LA in my opinion--both in the same genre, but SF is realer than LA. Everyone who wants to be in the "in" place, just in a place with name recognition, goes to NY. Fuck those people. I'm glad they're not in Philly. People who think that LA and NY are the only two cities in America. They're all parrots, apes basically. It's kind of why I hate Vanity Fair, even though they have some good articles from time to time. If you want to be a star, if you want to strut around and be a primadonna and shit, you're infinitely more likely to live in NY than Philly. So for the other cities, i.e., Boston, Philly, Baltimore--you're left with, in my opinion, a better, more loyal crowd, the type of people I want to live with.
1. Timeless, non-Disneyfied, non-new-American style, classic beauty. You can't find this shit anywhere else in America except maybe elsewhere in the northeast. I'm talking about the forests, the creeks, the seasons, the stones in the park with cold water trickling down them; the wooden foot bridges, the marble fountains, the statues and sculptures; the houses--the brownstones and the townhomes in Rittenhouse, the victorians in South and West Philly, the old manors in NW, and of course the rowhouses in all corners of the city, as well as the buildings, from the humble, stately Independence Hall and the other colonial and federalist buildings of old city, to the epic, yet aristic buildings in Center City like City Hall and the Drake Building, as well as numerous others along Market, Chestnut, and Walnut with the sculpted facades and old European styles. Basically, I'm talking about the overall visual aesthetic. It inspires me--it makes me think of the writing of Emerson and the music of Ravel and Debussy.

Yesterday's Score: -1
Total Score: 6

Hmmm...I worked, studied php for 1/2 hour, studied French for 1/2 hour, read a fair amount of Crime and Punishment, and did a furious workout. So far so good (had this been all, and had I wrote, definitely a 1 or 2 day). However, I didn't write, which I'm very pissed at myself about, and the other thing, which was huge--I basically said fuck it later on in the evening when I should have been writing, and I went out, got some tastykakes and wawa crap and watched the Phillies game. I'm rationalizing this by saying that I know I'm going back to Maryland next week and I'm trying to squeeze in as much Philly fun as I can before I leave. One thing that gives me hope is that I actually let myself say fuck it. Normally when I do that I can't help it, but this time I actually agreed to just have fun. Maybe this means the system I've been using still works...who knows, whatever, I'm talking garbage right now. Today isn't looking totally inspired either, so I'm expecting not a great score later today as well.

Today's Score: 1
Total Score: 7

Here's the deal with the scoring--it's like the 1-5 system, but I make 3=0 and count the bottom two numbers as a regression and the top two numbers as an advancement. I did this because I wanted a sense of overall motion over time. It's imprecise, yes, and I thought about perhaps rating myself in a variety of different categories, like +1 book, +1 French, -1 physical fitness, -1 finances, etc. That will take too much time. This is like 5 minute cheerleading at the end of the day and I want to keep it simple. On with my point...
4 hours working, took a break from intense physical exercise and instead took a refreshing walk in the park, wrote for 1 hour, managed some finances, practiced php for 1/2 hour, French for 1/2 hour, Crime and Punishment here and there, probably 25 minutes total, and watched the Eagles. Good job 1st stringers, terrible job back-ups.

Today's score: 2
Total Score: 6

I have to give myself a 2 because I overcame the biggest urge for Wawa that I've ever had. I was ready to step out the door, get fatter, and blow some cash. I was dreaming of a moist, delicious tastykake with that classic blue and white lettering, Herr's perfectly seasoned chips, and a Wawa iced tea. I overcame the urge and instead I worked on the website. I worked, exercised, had a lovely conversation with Eva, ate well, wrote, did a 1/2 hour of French, 3/4 hours of website stuff, and watched the Phillies dominate the Mets. Good day overall.

Today's Score: 1
Total Score: 4

Total score 4 because last night I shamefully woke up, and while I was still half-asleep, I walked into the kitchen and just started eating chips and tasty kakes and drinking sodas and shit. I don't know why--I wasn't even fully conscious, but I gave myself a -1 anyway.
Today was good. I worked, exercised, and then prepared with a dinner for my dad. I basically wanted to put his mind at ease because he seems to worry so much about me failing at life. The conversation seemed to go well, and I'm happy with our dinner. That lasted all night though (we went to Sahara in Center City), so now I'm getting ready to go to bed. Tomorrow I should get back in on French, writing, and start some programming (I did read some stuff online relating to the project, and I read about 15 pages of Crime and Punishment).

The days after my first two posts were kind of shameful--I didn't do much productive, I ate a lot of crap, and I spent money needlessly, so I'll give myself a -2. But for today, I give myself a 2, so it balances out. Worked, exercised, did my French, read Crime and Punishment, and did a serious 6+ hour block of paperwork/administrative crap. Hopefully that stuff will be done with soon, and then I can bang out a bunch of time on the book.
Today's Score: 2
Total Score: 4

Today's score: 1
Yesterday's score: 1
Total score: 4

Yesterday Dan and I spent the entire day in Center City. We checked out some of the sites in Independence National Historical Park. I also learned some programming and discussed possible projects. Later in the evening, when I got home, I did a French lesson and went to bed. Today I worked for an hour, wrote for an hour and a half, ran some errands, cleaned up my computer, did a lesson in French, and after writing this I'm going to read Crime and Punishment until I go to bed.