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Hard to believe that it's been over two months since I moved to Florida.

There's been a lot of good, and a lot to get used to.

I'm still going through boxes, trying to make sense of the house.  Each box feels like a puzzle.  I may find 20 necessary items, but not he 21st one, which leads into delving into more boxes.  The new house is getting there, but unpacking is just as tedious as packing.  We've been getting ready for this move for nearly a year, and I think I'm mentally at the point where I'm over it.

People are nicer here, though.  It's one of the things I'm working very hard to getting used to again: Smiling, saying "Hello", making eye contact with people, and they mean largely just that.  It's not some unspoken invite to hit me up for money, or rides, or a means to coerce me into whatever hustle they're presently trying to attempt.  Relearning certain social graces has been an unexpected challenge that I didn't think would be so alien from me.  I learned how to avoid people in Vegas, because most attempts at reaching out were often met with money scams or some sort of junkie.  I've even been more charitable with the homeless here, as they seem more polite and grateful, and don't launch into some elaborate story of how hard times have befallen them, so therefore, it is up to me to solve it for them.

I'm also out of the 115-117 degree daily summer weather.  4th of July over here was the 4th itself, and 2-3 days of the random "pop".  It has not lasted two months.

I still haven't found a job.  I have house funds to carry me right now, but that's not how I want to use them.  The job market is....  I feel that it is going to better benefit me to make connections and see what I can find through that, because no matter where you go, Craig's List offerings are usually a bust.  I "landed" one job, and they never contacted me back after the interview, even though they said I could start last Monday.  I reached out to them, and silence.  Okay, then. 

I may also be a hard sell, as acting isn't going to be a skill I can use here, possibly not marketing/writing in the capacity that I'm used to, but hopefully, my customer service skills can be useful for something.  I knew it was going to be a change before I signed up for this, but I hope that it pays off eventually.  I'm having a few professionals look over my resume.  I figured with the change in application format I discovered last year, it likely also applies to how resumes are considered as well.

Things are okay.  I'm trying to get used to this little town.  I love the beach, and I always have.  There's surprisingly more than I expected here, and I still have moments of trying to reconcile my time here as a kid versus a life here now.  I'm trying to make it all "make sense".  I did manage to make one friend: An older lady named Donna from one of the souvenir shops on the beach.  As long as people are nice and not running a scam, that's my only requirement.

My week in Corsicana put me in a very retrospective mood.  Being there for a friend in a time of need, reconnecting with two of my oldest childhood friends, seeing fragments of the town for what it was, and what it's becoming, the photo at college, and the newspaper interview really put a lot of things in perspective for me.  In a lot of ways, it's hard missing a life that doesn't really exist anymore.  Sure, there's a few remaining spots, and friends, and even "moments" that can be recaptured, but it's never really the same.  The college where my Dad worked still looks the same, and has that "feel".  It's the closest I can get to any sort of reconnection to him.  Even when my friends and I closed out Old Mexican Inn, standing on 7th Avenue, watching cars go by, there was sense of yearning familiarity. 

I found a collection of my old 16 year journals, and I was angry about things back then.  I had reason to be for some, and it's almost surprising to me how some of my personality elements and concerns haven't changed all that much, but I wish I could have seen that time with my eyes now.  There's a want to let that confused kid know that some things are going to be okay, and that time?  Sure, it was hard.  But there was so much to appreciate outside of that, as well.  There's a sense of fondness in that time, even as my family was breaking apart.

Two months (sort of, sans my Billboard trip) away from Vegas.  I don't miss the heat, or the fireworks, or the scams.  I miss the house.  I do.  One of those "sore spots" for me, since having a house of my own is so important to me.  And that's soured more by knowing such rotten people live in it after causing so much drama.  I think, right now, finding a job is key.  I have to meet people and find my place here.  I feel like I'm bound to fixing this place up as though that's my full-time job.  I spent months fixing the old place.  I need a mental break from boxes.

And of course, my friends and I are working on our Total Geek Live project, which I would love to turn that into my full-time job, but these things take time.

I'm good right now.  I think after a year of change and shake up, I'm ready for more stability and certainty to be a standard in my life.

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(Rev: 2/16)

This journal is "Friends Only".

I decided to change this opening message yet again, as I'm terrible about it, and don't want new people to think that my interests are still stuck in the 1990's (They're mostly in the '80's, so I've gone much more current).

My name is Guy. I'm originally from Texas, ended up in San Diego, lived in Los Angeles, back in San Diego, and now currently reside in Las Vegas. I work in the entertainment industry as an actor, and also do freelance writing. I currently also work at an online marketing company. I tend to work a lot of weird jobs, actually. Way back in the day, I used to be in the video gaming industry, and I used to be a sous chef at a Cajun restaurant.

My journal was once public, but had to go private a few years back due to some stalkers/trolls that decided to rob some of my previous journals. A few bad apples ruin the bunch, and all that. Not that my life is exceptionally scandalous. I travel, make observations about daily events, have my ups and downs, and everything else in between. And of course, the random video or link that amuses me. I'm not much of a meme person, though, so you may never discover which fruit roll-up that I am most like. I'm sorry, and hope you can work through that.

My interests are video games, movies, travel, photography, my three crazy terriers, and being a bit of a Bohemian artist and filmmaker. I'm outspoken, friendly, have a weird/dark/playful sense of humor and am diplomatically honest. My interests are on my profile page. I also have an unashamedly strong addiction to British comedy and pubs, and Doctor Who.

My journal is for my friends and family, and those I love and trust. I'm easy to get to know, and welcome to meeting new people, so I do welcome new people, as long as we mutually respect each other's privacy. And no crazy drama, but that should go without saying.

So if you want to add me, just tell me a bit of something about yourself first. It's only fair, I think. I gave you something better than a generic, two-word "Friends Only" post, right?

My website tells even more about me: The Official Guy Chapman Website.

Also, my Instagram.

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