grah.
i'm overdue. lets start with new year's eve.
it sucked. my lady was in florida so i walked to her roomate jackie's bar to find: jackie. i knew no one else. the party that was going to be there (made up of people that i knew, but was not friends with) was moved to the big gay club du jour so i sat there drinking by myself occasionally sharing comments with jackie while she served a bar of like 60 drunk frat boys and their underfed girlfriends. i did get a free breakfast though. honestly the highlight of the night was walking home. it was really beautiful out. lots of stars, with occasional clouds, real windy, but not too cold. i stumbled along the road for the 30 minute walk singing belting jeff buckley at the top of my lungs. at one point, while skipping and smoking. boo yah.
xmas break was fun except for one not so fun episode that was awful and terrifying and still wakes me up in a sweat or makes me stop what i'm doing and cry. but lets not go there just yet. otherwise i miss my bmore peeps and want to see more of them when i return in february.
i'm being kicked out. my roomate jeremy's asshole boyfriend finally came back and decided to increase his cockhood and once again threaten to leave jeremy if i don't leave. now understand this: we don't fight. we don't even not get along. he's just a brat and doesn't want to share attention in any way. before, when he would threaten this though, jeremy would say pretty much "then leave." but this time mike was gone too long and jeremy got lonely. this sucks. jeremy and i were hanging out a lot more and cooking and talking and it was nice having good roomate chemistry again. my girl says i can move in with her, but she has to get permission from jackie, her ex-girlfriend (eesh) and her brother (double eesh). and i hate to admit being this picky, but i don't want to move there. i liked the anal cleanliness of jeremy's place, and i liked my privacy, and my giant futon, and my own computer/tv/room/place to have sex not neighboring the wall of the brother of the girl i'm doing and other perks like that. sigh. but i wine. what do i care? as long as its not back to the boxes, eh?
personal life is in a downslope in general i spose. in the past two weeks i have lost several of my best friends to issues long past. this type of thing angers me, but saddens me more. the loss of a bond like that leaves me feeling weak and drained and less in touch with the world and myself. i hope they come around, but i'm not one to dwell either. and the ones that aren't splitting are too bogged down in their own crap to reach out. i really want to help but unless they ask for it..............
so following a post so blue, why don't you tell me a story of BLUE? cmon. pull up a seat. take off your shoes and tap one out won't you please? gnight folks
i'm overdue. lets start with new year's eve.
it sucked. my lady was in florida so i walked to her roomate jackie's bar to find: jackie. i knew no one else. the party that was going to be there (made up of people that i knew, but was not friends with) was moved to the big gay club du jour so i sat there drinking by myself occasionally sharing comments with jackie while she served a bar of like 60 drunk frat boys and their underfed girlfriends. i did get a free breakfast though. honestly the highlight of the night was walking home. it was really beautiful out. lots of stars, with occasional clouds, real windy, but not too cold. i stumbled along the road for the 30 minute walk singing belting jeff buckley at the top of my lungs. at one point, while skipping and smoking. boo yah.
xmas break was fun except for one not so fun episode that was awful and terrifying and still wakes me up in a sweat or makes me stop what i'm doing and cry. but lets not go there just yet. otherwise i miss my bmore peeps and want to see more of them when i return in february.
i'm being kicked out. my roomate jeremy's asshole boyfriend finally came back and decided to increase his cockhood and once again threaten to leave jeremy if i don't leave. now understand this: we don't fight. we don't even not get along. he's just a brat and doesn't want to share attention in any way. before, when he would threaten this though, jeremy would say pretty much "then leave." but this time mike was gone too long and jeremy got lonely. this sucks. jeremy and i were hanging out a lot more and cooking and talking and it was nice having good roomate chemistry again. my girl says i can move in with her, but she has to get permission from jackie, her ex-girlfriend (eesh) and her brother (double eesh). and i hate to admit being this picky, but i don't want to move there. i liked the anal cleanliness of jeremy's place, and i liked my privacy, and my giant futon, and my own computer/tv/room/place to have sex not neighboring the wall of the brother of the girl i'm doing and other perks like that. sigh. but i wine. what do i care? as long as its not back to the boxes, eh?
personal life is in a downslope in general i spose. in the past two weeks i have lost several of my best friends to issues long past. this type of thing angers me, but saddens me more. the loss of a bond like that leaves me feeling weak and drained and less in touch with the world and myself. i hope they come around, but i'm not one to dwell either. and the ones that aren't splitting are too bogged down in their own crap to reach out. i really want to help but unless they ask for it..............
so following a post so blue, why don't you tell me a story of BLUE? cmon. pull up a seat. take off your shoes and tap one out won't you please? gnight folks
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Ben (who broke up with me the day the planes hit the world trade center, after I got home) is balding. I say haha.
the living with the girl may work as long as it is only temporary. her brother being there will definitely strain things.