hi. i'm gage and hopefully this is the first of many somewhat interesting or at least entertaining entries into my first blog. i kept a journal for 6 weeks in germany 2 winters ago but i put it down as soon as i could. i'm not all too cool with spilling. this has already been edited half a dozen times and i haven't said a damn thing yet.
i was born and raised here in birmingham, al a little while back but i've been around a little bit. i'm not an avid traveler but i've been to as many places as i've had the opportunity to go. lollapalooza in chicago, a wedding in portland, or, tampa, daytona, and naples, fl, nashville, san francisco, and a few other places people might not recognize. i've lived in germany and charlotte, nc in addition to birmingham and during the 3 years i spent in germany i did a 12 month tour in afghanistan with the army corps of engineers. no worry, hippy folk! my job didn't involve many acts of aggression. we drove slower than walking speed, up and down desert roads, in search of i.e.ds to keep people safe. nato forces and afghans benefited, i promise.. i think birmingham is where i'll wind up, even if i don't stay here my whole life.
this weekend i'm going down to new orleans for a few days of mardi gras. i've never had the slightest inclination to party with thousands of strangers in one of the most dangerous cities in the country but i have a canadian friend coming down and she asked me if i wanted to go down and meet her. hell yes! so, being impulsive and having money, i'm fucking doing it. i can't drink tho, i have to be on some damned fine behavior for this girl. she was raised right and i don't want to spend any time of our time together apologizing for recent events. ..i've been known to be a shithead drunk and i'm not at all interested in giving that impression to this girl. i'm over the self disgust thing. i need to chiiilll, ya know?
so yeah, sounds awesome, right? thing is, i have(had?) a significant other. she's the first girl i've invested anything real into in years and she was supposed to go with me to nola but she and i got into it today. it was the weirdest fight i've been in in all my life. once it was over with, she'd said 2 words to me which perfectly conveyed a lack of interest in me. i got my feelings hurt a little bit and got out of the car and got my stuff without sharing pleasantries and went inside to think on it. later on we shared a short and petty few texts about personal belongings which ended abruptly. i like her, though. i like her a lot and i'd rather this not be the end of my first real girlfriend in years but i'm really pretty sure she's been over me for like a week now. i did try tho. i usually don't try so i'm not all butthurt about the shit.
so yeah, mardi gras. lacey's not taking me but i have a non refundable room reserved 2 blocks from the french quarter and a friendship a decade in the making to consumate so I Have To Make It. worst case scenario, i book the bus saturday afternoon and wander nola for a little minute. life's not so bad man.
do you know why dogs eat cat turds?
cats don't digest sugar. cats have sweet poop!
anyway, feel free to respond. i'm not good at taking advice but if i learn the hard way, i'll let you know you were right afterward (Y)
i was born and raised here in birmingham, al a little while back but i've been around a little bit. i'm not an avid traveler but i've been to as many places as i've had the opportunity to go. lollapalooza in chicago, a wedding in portland, or, tampa, daytona, and naples, fl, nashville, san francisco, and a few other places people might not recognize. i've lived in germany and charlotte, nc in addition to birmingham and during the 3 years i spent in germany i did a 12 month tour in afghanistan with the army corps of engineers. no worry, hippy folk! my job didn't involve many acts of aggression. we drove slower than walking speed, up and down desert roads, in search of i.e.ds to keep people safe. nato forces and afghans benefited, i promise.. i think birmingham is where i'll wind up, even if i don't stay here my whole life.
this weekend i'm going down to new orleans for a few days of mardi gras. i've never had the slightest inclination to party with thousands of strangers in one of the most dangerous cities in the country but i have a canadian friend coming down and she asked me if i wanted to go down and meet her. hell yes! so, being impulsive and having money, i'm fucking doing it. i can't drink tho, i have to be on some damned fine behavior for this girl. she was raised right and i don't want to spend any time of our time together apologizing for recent events. ..i've been known to be a shithead drunk and i'm not at all interested in giving that impression to this girl. i'm over the self disgust thing. i need to chiiilll, ya know?
so yeah, sounds awesome, right? thing is, i have(had?) a significant other. she's the first girl i've invested anything real into in years and she was supposed to go with me to nola but she and i got into it today. it was the weirdest fight i've been in in all my life. once it was over with, she'd said 2 words to me which perfectly conveyed a lack of interest in me. i got my feelings hurt a little bit and got out of the car and got my stuff without sharing pleasantries and went inside to think on it. later on we shared a short and petty few texts about personal belongings which ended abruptly. i like her, though. i like her a lot and i'd rather this not be the end of my first real girlfriend in years but i'm really pretty sure she's been over me for like a week now. i did try tho. i usually don't try so i'm not all butthurt about the shit.
so yeah, mardi gras. lacey's not taking me but i have a non refundable room reserved 2 blocks from the french quarter and a friendship a decade in the making to consumate so I Have To Make It. worst case scenario, i book the bus saturday afternoon and wander nola for a little minute. life's not so bad man.
do you know why dogs eat cat turds?
cats don't digest sugar. cats have sweet poop!
anyway, feel free to respond. i'm not good at taking advice but if i learn the hard way, i'll let you know you were right afterward (Y)