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This post is for those of you who have managed to read my blog from the very beginning.  both of you.  By now you are probably thinking that I am an uncaring son of a bitch with virtually no redeeming qualities.  and you’d be right.  By this point I have taken the time in my weekly rant to bitch about just about everything that pisses me off.  Well at least everything that has pissed me off in the last couple of months.  I don’t have time to write an encyclopedia to encompass absolutely everything that pisses me off.  Today I dediced to do something different. I’m going to write about something I like.

Its time to bring out the dog and pony show.  Set up the circus tent.  Be prepared with the smoke and mirrors.  Its going to take more than just a little bit of magic to pull of this trick.  I’m about to try and convice people there is more to me than just your average everyday run of the mill asshole.  We’re going to need bigger mirrors and a lot more smoke!

I’ve decided to use today’s post to talk about one of my hobbies.  I am somwhat of an anime fan.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of those card carrying geeks who you find in costumes at convention halls.  I’ve never been to an anime convetion.  Maybe I should take that back.  I am one of those card carrying geeks at heart.  I’ve never been to a convention, but not because I wouldn’t want to.  Just a number of other factors seem to coalesce just right within me to keep me away. 

I am a workaholic and have been one since my first conscious memory.  That is a horrible curse I got from my father.  The poor guy has gone to work every day of his life untill recently a heart attack physically prevented him from doing so.  Now he lays in bed thinking about how he can get to work and pay the bills.  A dreadfull curse indeed.  Like him I have a will to go and do more, but I find myself going to work and thinking about doing other things instead of actually doing them. 

If you couple the workaholic factor with the other trait of mine lazyness you get a combination that actively prevents me from ever doing anything fun.  Probably why I’m such an asshole.  And Yes thats right I am a lazy workaholic.  The two don’t seem to fit together, but both traits are prominent within me.  I get up in the morning and give my everything to my work.  Then when the workday is finally done I convert nicely into a couch potato just long enough to recouperate so I can do it again the next day. It is during my couch potato phase that the anime geek rears its ugly head.  Maybe that second trait could be called exhaustion rather than lazyness, but I know deep down the truth is the former.

If I’ve learned anything from watching my dad go through his heart attack it is that I don’t want to be a workaholic anymore.  I’ve approached every day of my life thinking that someday I will make my fortune and retire.  Then I will have the rest of my life to do all the things I wanted to do while I was going to work every day.  It seems the math doesn’t quite work out the way I had it figured though.  Should I manage to make my fortune before I die I’ll be so old it will have long passed the time to have any fun.

So now it comes to the question.  Am I strong enough to break the workaholic curse and become somone who is fun?  Am I going to make it to an anime convention this year?  Maybe if I do, I’ll post a picture of myself here wearing a bunny girl costume.  You can go wash your eyes, but the image of a pasty 30 something chubby white guy in a bunny girl costume is now forever burned into your mind.

With my anime collection approaching 700 dvd’s I guess its time I made the next step and moved on to full blown geektitude.  I think it will be a while before I move on to cosplay but I think I am ready to venture into the con world.  I guess for a first step arguing about what my favorite series is and what the worst one is in a crowded hall full of my kindred spirits might not be so bad.  For posterity, the best series is a toss up between Saikano and Haibane Renmei.  The worst is hard to say.  Fist of the north star comes to mind, but there were a few other series that were so bad that I couldn’t watch them all the way through.