Tick Tock

I'm wondering where the hell the summer went. It's creeping up on October already. I mean, it's not like I haven't had an enjoyable few months but how can it be time for people to return to school already?

I think one of the overlooked reasons for why life after school is this endless mashup of time is because we don't have clearly delineated seasons. There's no summer to hang out, there's no winter break. Everyone is just doing their own life events, going on their own vacations, all of that. Where's the communal solidarity? Crike, I'm even repeating myself. I think I covered this gripe in my timeline post. Geezes.

Anyway, I guess summer is pretty much over and it's time to turn my attention toward serious things like finding out what to do next. In good news, my unemployment has been extended another few months, I sold my stock at a profit, and I'm flush with optimism and cash. Such a dangerous combination don't you think? Far better to be full of cash and pessimistic, because then you'll spend less and save more.

But I've never been a hoarder. My money goes flying out of my pockets all the time. What's the opposite of frugal? Wasteful?

One of the things I admired about my father was that he wasn't your typical penny pinching Chinese person. I mean, I'm sure he knew how to save a few bucks (at least I assume he did) but he also knew the value of money -- or more importantly, what it wasn't worth. I never got to ask him his philosophy on money, the making or keeping of it, but from what I saw, he wasn't afraid to be comfortable and even extravagant. I'm not sure if that comes from a space where he had money and could afford to be "loose" with it or if that was just the way he handled things.

I wonder if he did it because he liked the pleasure of life and didn't want money to get in the way. Or maybe he did it to maintain a social status? Or maybe he did it because he was a generous person? Or maybe it was because he was accustomed to a certain lifestyle? Did he ever worry it would run out?

I guess I could ask my mom these questions, I'd assume she knows. I guess I could ask my mom a lot of things actually. But then she'd ask me things right back. And her questions aren't as fun or innocent.

I spent a few hours this weekend huddled up on my couch reading "Watchmen" in anticipation of the movie. It's not your typical superhero story by any means and it's definitely worth a read. I've heard that it needs to be read a few times in order to understand all of the allusions and symbolism but I think I'll just cheat and go through it with the help of the Annotated Watchmen site. I don't know why I've never read this thing before but it's pretty damn good.

"This Hugo Award-winning graphic novel chronicles the fall from grace of a group of super-heroes plagued by all-too-human failings. Along the way, the concept of the super-hero is dissected as the heroes are stalked by an unknown assassin.

One of the most influential graphic novels of all time and a perennial bestseller, Watchmen has been studied on college campuses across the nation and is considered a gateway title, leading readers to other graphic novels."
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