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Author: Evil Steve

Forgotten Sandwich

It can almost be funny sometimes to look back at what triggers a depression episode. Almost, because it’s not actually funny, but you want to laugh.

Tonight’s episode brought to you by Cold, Uneaten Sandwich.

My wife can be incredibly indecisive sometimes. If kidnappers took me hostage and told her she had to decide on a color for their hideout within Continue reading

Attempting to Make Good

I recently stated in my review of Chris Hardwick‘s book The Nerdist Way: How to Reach the Next Level (In Real Life) that, after listening to his book and doing some subsequent reading, I had made a lot of changes in my life that were worthy of their own blog post.

Some years ago, I was in a work-related conversation between myself and another individual. The other person asked me where I pictured myself in five years. I don’t really recall what I said, probably that I pictured myself living elsewhere but doing the same thing, just better. The embarrassing part is, it was sort of a bullshit answer and he and I both knew it. It wasn’t that I was completely drifting through life, Continue reading

Book Review: The Nerdist Way: How to Reach the Next Level (In Real Life) by Chris Hardwick

The Nerdist Way: How to Reach the Next Level (In Real Life) isn’t a new book, but the material in its pages is beyond appropriate for the subject matter and target audience of this blog.

About a month ago, I was headed out of town for the weekend and expecting a long drive. My wife and I have an account, and like many of you, we love listening to audio books when we’re going to be spending more than 30 minutes in the car. On a whim, she had picked up a book by Chris Hardwick almost a year ago, but we hadn’t gotten around to listening to it yet. Lately, I’ve been on a Nerdist kick (seriously, their podcasts are great), so I suggested we give the book a listen. I hadn’t looked at the cover, hadn’t paid attention to the subtitle, but it was Hardwick and that was good enough for me.

Talk about a fortunate coincidence. This was just after I’d written my first draft of “Going Green in Emerald City”, and a lot of what had been running through my mind lately was thinking about ways to improve myself—mentally, physically, and emotionally. I don’t know if I could have picked a more perfect book, for me, if I’d been given a dozen self-help books with exact details of their contents.

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Updated: Going Green in Emerald City

I’m exhausted.

It doesn’t help that I get to bed so late. But what’s the point? The circles under my eyes may be permanent. I don’t know. I vaguely remember what it was like to not have them, but that’s been years ago.

I used to think it was just plain insomnia. That’s what you assume when someone struggles to get to sleep. I still think there’s an element of insomnia there, from time to time.

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