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Deleted my podomatic account. Second time. The less said about the first one might be the better. It was a futile attempt to stop myself from ruining my old blog, which I started doing something like a podcast on, but it kept derailing miserably. The move to the podomatic site did not improve things. Let’s say it was a learning experience. But the learning didn’t stop there, oh no. After writing the site off completely, I found several people doing interesting shows, and it looked like they were fixing up the site quite a bit. I made a new account, and lost no time turning a whole new show into a whole new complete disaster. I was working through some stuff. But forget about the show, I could now use the site to keep up with all these new podcasts! I can follow 10, 20…no better keep that within multiples of 3 so the grid fills out evenly…yes, yes!

Now, most of the shows I was following have stopped and the site’s updates have stagnated. Plenty of people still use the site, but 90% of them appear to be house DJs* and they’re all friends with each other and they all want to be friends with you if you play even one housey J-pop track (which, I did…nice video). I don’t hate it, but it’s become like the myspace of podcasting sites. It’s a good place to start.

So here are the ones I was following at one point or another:

 
I should really post some stuff to Soundcloud.

*probably not true; probably should be

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As you transglide the webcloud, do you tend to accumulate bookmarks to read later, then spend hours, categorizing them, sorting them into carefully labeled folders, arranging to folders into yet more folders, until all those folders go into one big folder that goes right into the trash can? Are you sure you want to delete this folder? Oh fuck yes, just get me away from this bullshit, oh god? Of course you do, you’re reading a blog with almost no useful information and possibly even less entertainment value. But we can’t always help ourselves. Binging is always easiest but I’ve had a problem with purging lately. I blame the earthquake. I’m going to do some more posts on/in Japanese and some Japan stuff, mostly music-related but not all…maybe I could write a record review or two (gosh!). Anyway, I’m a bastard with procrastination. (Like, hypothetically speaking, suppose I had to write some record reviews…with no deadlines, how can they be written at the last minute?) It’s shitty. I’ve never gotten freelance work cause I know I’d fuck it up. (Well, I’m trying to train myself out of it…)

Enough about me. Wait this whole post is about me. Me and my backlog. Yep, just keep tellin yourself that…no that’s it. It’s just that I was ok with letting crap pile up while I was studying, I had a really good momentum going. Then you figure, what’s the point learning to deal with a country that’s totally fucked. I know it’s not totally fucked, (on a scale on fucked, America’s not really much less) but it’s hard to focus in the same way. I think I’m over it, but I was so locked in to just reading every single news story, or anything else that would distract me from those news stories, it’s like I was going through every link like it was a study item. And there’s no next level on the internet. It’s just tubes that you…surf. Fuck! Whatever.

I realize the irony of writing about studying when I could be studying, but I’m trying to keep it on top. I already put in a couple hours today. I enjoy it. It seems like my most likely lead in life for making any kind of decent living and I need to really keep drilling that into my head. Been thinking about going back into retail lately. Retail sucks but it’s the easiest way to get a decent steady paycheck with a 39.75 hour week. (I currently only work about 12-20 hours a week, which was fine when I was doing side photo work, that work dried up so I’ve just been scraping by.) Then I could afford to get my Bachelor’s and pay off my credit cards.

Or I could have my eyeballs removed and do skullfucking porn. Depends on the hours.

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If it matters (and it doesn’t) jimhaku@gmail.com is working again. I locked myself out of it about 2 years ago, about 2 years and 2 months after I made it. (My computer crashed, the recovery email was another dead address, and the secret recovery question has some inane non-answer I’m sure I thought was hilarious and unforgettable. I was wrong. First time.) I was more interested in what my answer to the question access to the mail itself at some point. Doesn’t tell you of course. It’s a professional sounding address tho, right? I thought so when I first told everyone about it. How many weird dangling conversations and questions that had gone unanswered? Zip. ゼロ。(Ahh…perfect.) Just a bunch of spam, dozens of dead password assists, and reminders that I am the worst. (Not really…3rd worst, maybe.)

If you have the other gmail address or another address, keep using that; they all get forwarded to the other gmail account. Except for the one that doesn’t. (That one no longer has an outgoing server.)

So.

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