I have learned that it is important to have both a pubic persona and a private persona.  There are characteristics that exist in both personas, but in my private persona, I share things with others that I wouldn’t otherwise.  By others, I mean those who are family and close friends that I know I can trust.  Let’s face it, this world is filled with many wonderful people.  At the same time, it is full of liars and hypocrites, which is why I am doing separate Facebook accounts.

Public Persona

My public persona will promote the alternative media experience that I am trying to create, foster, and grow.

Private Persona

This will contain private details of my personal life that I would not otherwise share with the public.

I used to be all for being open and public.  However, due to recent events, I have re-evaluated my position on the subject matter.  Therefore, I am keeping personal stuff separated from business stuff.  Thanks for your understanding.

What can I say?  I just can’t help myself.  Ever since getting my new car, I’ve been wanting to travel a little more often.  I’ll need to have the oil changed again.  After all, I’ve already travelled 3,000 miles.  Yeah, I know!  I never thought I’d be doing that much travelling on multi-lane highways, but I am enjoying it thus far.  I’m also enjoying my Broadband2Go from Virgin Mobile.  It’s not T1 by any stretch of the imagination, but it does get the job done.  This will come in handy when I go to a bunch of conventions next year.  My dream is to do a few panels and even be on a showroom floor promoting what I do.  :)

• I needed guarnateed hours, especially when January hits (this is when the sales season is generally done, and slow times are here.
• The pay increase was also an incentive.
• Going to night shift can also be an opportunity for advancement.

It’s been a while since I last posted to this blog.  I began blogging with LiveJournal.  I shall use this for my personal day to day blogging, though I may not do that every day.  You see, there are times I need to just talk, and LJ is perfect for that.  I may talk about the latest movie I saw, my days in class (this fall), or I may simply vent.

A-Kon 21

Overall, I had a good time.  I enjoyed looking at the various costumes that people were wearing.  I was also at a panel about becoming a professional video game player.  I even got some t-shirts to add to my wardrobe.  The trip up was even enjoyable, even though there were some quirks.

To say the least though, I was disappointed with a couple of people that I thought were friends.  The couple in question seemed to be pleasant enough, and the lady was even considerate towards me at times.  We were even able to agree on a one night arrangement at a Holiday Inn, including financial arrangements.  I also handed over $30 for gas.

The problem started on the first night in the Sheraton Hotel in Dallas, Texas.  I was getting tired, and so I laid down on one of the beds.  With a total of five of us and only two beds, there wasn’t enough for all of us.  I would have moved to the chair if asked.  They only had to wake me up, and I would have gladly moved.

Instead, without the authorization of my sister, one of them decided to call the front desk for a roll away bed.  They then left for a while longer, which made no sense.  Oh, and the door was slammed.  One more important piece of information: my sister was the one who booked the reservation six months in advance.  It would have been cool to have Thursday through Sunday, but Spring did what fit her work schedule.

What really caused things to come to blows was when a cute little note was left on the bed that was claimed.  It said that the bed was being claimed due to the fact that there was a 15 hour drive ahead of them.  I understand.  I really do.  However, the way the message was conveyed was far from mature.

Phil, I’m not mad at you.  I am simply disappointed.  You had my number the whole time.  When I sent you a message saying that all you had to do was ask me to move, I meant it.  Instead, you ignored it.  You also ran into me during the day.  You could have pulled me aside and talked to me.  You could have also asked about splitting the parking fee.  You did not.  Instead, a note was left on the bed.  Seeing as how you decided to call for a roll away bed without authorization of my sister (when you give the room number, whoever has their credit card on that room is the one who gets billed), I am not giving anything else to either you or Sara.  It’s only fair after all.  You want $25 from me, yet a rollaway bed was ordered without asking.  I think that’s a fair trade.

Not to worry Phil.  That’s the last time I make plans with you in mind at all.