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| Monday, May 20th, 2002 | | 7:15 pm |
Mkay
After having gotten tons of shit from Moose everytime I've seen him the last week...I am making a blog. Of course, this one probably won't get as much attention as Andrew Sullivan's, but after all who needs that! Today's kinda rough. My little brother is going in for surgery. He has Hodgkin's disease and has been doing the chemo thing, but there's still a little lump in his chest. The doctor's aren't sure what it is, so they have to go in and do a biopse. We're all praying for the best, but I won't know anything until later tonight. As mentioned above, I keep bumping into Moose all over town. He looks fine! I would give you a link to his livejournal, but I don't know how to do that. VirtualExile is looking good, too. I bumped into them both at the Pet Shop Boys concert this past Saturday night. Moose and I got the chance to hang out together, too, at Omega earlier last week. Mmmmost excellent. Pet Shop Boys was fun. I was hanging with a big group of friends and had a blast. I couldn't tell you much about the music, but the concert was a blast. Oh, and major work news...At only half way through the month I met twice my sales goal...Double my monthly sales goal in only 15 days. Can you say party? What makes this really cool is that I only started this job in December. Woohoo. And tomorrow I'm off to Miami for a week for both work and fun. Totally looking forward to escaping the unseasonable cold weather here in DC! | | Wednesday, May 8th, 2002 | | 4:45 pm |
Friends
I love the connections I have with friends. Especially friendships you can slip back into like a pair of comfortable jeans. I had a really nice time just chilling with Legalmoose last night over some tea at Cosi. Sitting outside, watching the world go by. The temperature was perfect and he was as cute as ever. It was one of those great times when you talk about nothing and everything is ok. Then it was off to dinner with my buddy M. He and his partner just got back from a trip to France. The majority of the time was spent telling me all about their trip to "Le Disco", the backroom, the bourbon and the French poppers. The rest of the evening was spent discussing the consumption of wine and the search for cigarettes in a small village in the south of Provence. Peter Mayle never experienced the south of France this way. Current Mood: calm | | Monday, May 6th, 2002 | | 4:48 pm |
Trouble Trouble
Not really. I've had a great weekend. Have you ever felt so good physically that you lose touch with reality? Like the endorphins or something make you lose touch with outside and your universe stops at just about the point where your skin begins. What a mind blow! I had an experience like that this weeken and it really helped change my perspective on all the shit that's been happening outside my skin day-to-day. I knew it was time for something to change. I asked my mom if she would ever describe me as "easy-going". She laughed out loud and told me I was one of the most uptight people she knew. Now, just to clarify, I am definitely not uptight in some religiously conservative, "I would never do that" sort of way. I am a huge worrier! Deep down inside I worry about everything being my fault. And I am constantly trying to fix things. This has all come to a head recently with my new job. I've been trying to control things. Actually, to be more accurate, I have been trying to control EVERYTHING. This has had the predictable effect of driving everyone I work with CRAZY. Back to where I started...So I had this absolutely mind blowing physical experience this weekend and it made me think...Maybe I've been taking things way too seriously. In the grand scheme of things I don't have much time here, and lord knows I don't even know how much time that might be...Why have I wasted more than 30 years worrying about things I can't control? What's the point? | | Friday, May 3rd, 2002 | | 4:28 pm |
Work sucks
I'm just going to vent! Damn...I can't believe how stubborn people I work with can be. Holy shit...Like there are thousands of people looking for jobs. Stop your fucking whining and do yours! They're never happy...Not enough work, "I'm bored". Too much work, "I can't get it all done". Just a mini-rant to get it off my chest. | | Sunday, April 28th, 2002 | | 2:25 pm |
I've just been reading this really great book -- "Rachel's Holiday". It may be a step above a tawdry paperback, all about this girl's journey through addiction. Her slow realization that she may, in fact, be addicted to everthing ever invented and the stories that make her finally face her crumbling life have been making me laugh nervously all week. The scariest part of the book is seeing some of the personality traits Rachel and I have in common. Luckily, I have not headed down the slippery slope of addiction, but can definitely see the temptation. Her insecurities, her need for outside affirmation, her driving desire to "fit in" and be accepted... And, you know, I wasn't as well as I thought after my last entry. I spent most of the week making mad rushes down the hall. As a point of reference, you know you're sick when you gaze down at the cool white tiles in the bathroom at work and think to yourself, "That looks so inviting. Maybe I could lay down there for a little while." | | Sunday, April 21st, 2002 | | 9:55 am |
Holy Shit
I was sick yesterday and got a little scared. I was achey and tired all day long. Then my temperature shot up to 104 degrees. Luckily the temperature broke after about two hours. Unfortuantely, whatever it was that was making me sick decided to beat a hasty retreat and found as many ways to leave my body as quickly as possible. I really need to retile the bathroom. I slept for close to 12 hours and now feel fine. Thank god the unbearable heat has left DC for a little bit. I know we need the rain, but I would love a day like today without any rain. I need to get a new bike, any suggestions? | | Friday, April 19th, 2002 | | 4:46 pm |
Turning Corners
So you're strolling through life, turn a corner and fall into a pit. How long does it take you to realize that you're walking in the dark? For me, just about 33 years! Isn't it odd that we can really be our own worst enemy? When I think of all the self-defeating crap I've filled my head with over the course of my life it makes me want to throw up. "You're too fat" "You're obnoxious" "Its your fault" "You'll never succeed" Agggh. Time to climb out of the pit I think. I've finally had enough. So, if you ever see that kinda crap showing up in my journal, call me on it. We all need a little encouragement from time to time. | | Wednesday, April 17th, 2002 | | 2:51 pm |
Protestors and tourists
I love living in the nation's capital. Really I do. Nothing like sharing the metro in 90 degree weather with screaming kids, political protesters, people with failing deoderant and the regular crush of rush hour commuters. No wonder mass transportation has never really caught on in the United States. I think moose has it right by taking his bike to work. I gotta look into that. | | Tuesday, April 9th, 2002 | | 4:18 pm |
Its worth it
Oh the voices! Well all is better now up there in my head. Maybe it isn't such a bad plan to think with one's dick. Probably less confusing in the end. At least that only has one personality, hardly ever gets depressed and can be fixed with one dose of a tiny, blue pill. All is well again. I'll be heading up to New York city tomorrow afternoon to spend a few days for work and fun. | | Friday, April 5th, 2002 | | 3:20 pm |
Sorry for the rant
Just feeling kind of blue. Don't really know what is wrong with me. Just not really happy about life right now. I'm sure it'll all work out, though. As they say in my favorite book, "Keep passing the open windows." | | Thursday, April 4th, 2002 | | 10:09 pm |
Is it worth it?
Does it really pay to try and live? What difference does it really make? It seems to be like one struggles and strives and in the end it doesn't amount to a pile of shit! What the hell is the point? People lie, connive, and in the end, they're only out to preserve their own self interest. Do we really care about whatever happens to each other? I don't think so! | | Tuesday, April 2nd, 2002 | | 1:37 pm |
Oh the surprises life holds for us
So I found out that my mom is a lesbian! Go figure. Or at least she had an affair with a woman when I was about five. This gets a little more complicated. It seems my parents were having some problems in their marriage (incompatable sexual orientations can do that to a marriage). As most good Catholic parents did in the early 70s, however, they decided to stay together for the sake of the children (and to keep my mother's cover intact, no doubt). After a few years of detente, without sex I'm sure, my dad met a woman. Thus began a very long, very public affair. My mom throughout this whole thing bemoaned the unfaithfulness of my father and played the hapless victim! What a hypocrite. She would sit and talk to me for hours about how mean and insensitive my dad was being. She would even ask me whether or not she should divorce him! When my parents figured out I was gay, just about the time I turned 13, it was my dad and step-mother who supported me. My mother couldn't deal with my homosexuality and, after a few years of strained relations, stopped talking to me altogether 12 years ago. Incredible! Now, one might ask why I didn't figure this out sooner. After all, my mom did take apart the car piece by piece when I was in elementary school. And, for at least 15 years, she seemingly didn't have sex with anyone! So now I'm trying to sort out all my feelings about this. Current Mood: confused | | Tuesday, March 26th, 2002 | | 3:39 pm |
Hello Live Journal
Well, thanks to Virtualexile, I know have a place on the web to share the claptrap I usually keep inside my head. Ta dum. Let's see what happens, shall we? |
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