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| Friday, October 17th, 2008 | | 12:45 pm |
What's good?
- Went to lunch with the boss I have a crush on yesterday at Chicago Diner. Gosh she's cute. She'll be out of town for 10 days, I'm sure I'll be thinking about her nonstop. - Traffic court date on Monday for the bike accident. - Was super pissed at several of my lazy employees yesterday. I was ready to smack a ho. Managing people sucks. - I need a halloween costume. - Gosh, I love MIA. - Maribel's birthday bash is tonight. Need to get something to wear. Maybe I need to pop by H&M or Hollywood Mirror today? Good thing I have tomorrow off, because I'll probably get super trashed tonight and want to go for a run tomorrow. - Went on a 4 mile run today in preparation for a 5K and an 8K that I plan to do soon. -I'm going to vote today!!!! - Bought a new laptop, but I'm returning it because I just found up Whole Foods employees get a sweet discount with Dell. Much better deal. - In a year I'll be in San Francisco? - Winter is going to kill me this year. Literally, I can feel it coming, and I am going to die. - Made the sweetest blueberry waffles the other day. Now all I want to do is make waffles! - I've been watching lots of movies lately. Lots! Thanks to netflix and Eli's stash! - 13 Conversations about one thing - The Graduate - Gia - How the West Was Won - What's eating Gilbert Grape - The Big Sleep - Lolita - Donnie Darko - The Treasure of the Sierra Madre - Taxi Driver - Gone with the Wind - Pretty in Pink - Garden State | | Wednesday, September 17th, 2008 | | 11:15 am |
On Saturday, I was on my way home from work when I got hit by a car while on my bike. It was about 11pm, it was raining, and I was looking forward to going out clubbing later on that night. As I pedaled along, I prepared to change lanes so that I could get over to the left and make a left turn. I glanced over my shoulder at the cars behind me, and seeing how far behind they were, signaled, and eased over to the next lane. A few seconds after that, I heard a car horn. I thought to myself, "uh oh, did this person not see me?" But I did not hear any brakes or tire sounds. Shortly after having this, I felt myself get plowed from behind. I heard glass shatter, metal noises, and squeaking tires as I flipped onto the hood of the car. I was sort of carried on the hood by the car until the driver slowed down at which point I was flung to the ground. I landed on my shoulder, and my body scraped along the ground, until the friction from that stopped me. When my body stopped, I was facing the woman's car, and some other oncoming traffic. I thought, "Shit!" But luckily the lane next to me had no cars in it. So, I rolled over into the free lane to avoid being run over. There was a police car directly across the intersection, and the car drove up. They made the driver get out of her car and get into the squad car so that she didn't drive off. They told me to stay on the ground. But I was completely out of it, and the first thing that I noticed was that my all of the shit from my backpack was on the ground (meaning I left a zipper open?). And then I realized I was missing one of my shoes. And for some reason, this was important enough for me to get up and look for it, even though the cops told me to stay on the ground. So I looked around for my shoe, found it about 50 feet away, and started picking up my shit from the ground. This other biker came up to me, and asked if I was ok, as I gathered my belongings from the ground. One of the cops came up to me, and said, "Wow, you're up already?" The cop asked me for my version of what happened. I told him, and he said, "You know, me and my partner saw some of the accident from across the street. And we thought you were definitely going to get run over." Wow, thanks copper. I was kind of surprised to hear him say this even though I was clearly on the verge of tears and trembling like crazy. He went back to his partner with the driver, and I waited (in the rain) for the ambulance to come. I really didn't feel too bad. My ass felt broken, and my shoulder hurt from the fall. I had a couple of scrapes and bruises, but overall, it wasn't that bad. The police officer came back and asked if I wanted to wait in the driver's car so as to not get wet. I declined, I wasn't getting in that bitch's car. And then he offered for me to wait in the police car with the driver, to which I hesitantly agreed, since I was getting soaked and shivering, mainly from being shaken up, but in part because it was a little chilly. I get into the car with the driver, and she apologizes, but claims that I just jerked into her lane and that she didn't have time to react. I tell her that I looked behind and signaled to which she didn't respond. The ambulance came and checked me out, but I ultimately refused service. Ambulance rides are hella expensive, and if something went wrong, I did not want to get nailed with tons of medical bills. So I decided to just be careful for the next few days. If something felt unusual I would hop my ass on the bus and go to the ER. I'm too poor for ambulance rides. After talking to the paramedics, I went back to the cops, who gave me the court date, October 20th, for the woman to go to traffic court. They offered to give me a ride after they finished talking to the woman, but weren't sure that my bike would fit in their trunk. I declined, partly because I didn't want to inconvenience them with my bike, and in part because I don't trust cops. They make me nervous, even though the one guy was pretty nice. So I carried my bike home, about a mile away, in the rain. I've been thinking things over for the past few days, and the whole situation just pisses me off for several reasons. -When my items flew out of my backpack, I only picked up the items that I immediately saw on the ground. I should have thought about what I was missing, because my camera was in the bag. I didn't realize this until I got home later. I don't know how I would prove this in court since I dont have the receipt. But I really can't believe that I forgot about my camera. Fuck. I even went back to the street the next morning, but couldn't find the camera anywhere. -I was wearing a helmet, but I neglected to put my blinking red light on my bike, that I purchased weeks ago. Now, this won't completely destroy my case, but I can see the judge asking if I had a light on my bike. - The woman claims that I did not signal. I am VERY anal about checking and signaling before I make any moves while biking OR driving, even if I KNOW that I am the only person on the street. My theory is that her blind ass just didn't fucking see me, and that she's an idiot. If she'd said, "oh, i saw your signal, but I couldn't slow down in time" maybe I would feel slightly different. But she claims that I didn't signal at all. On top of being blind, she's fucking stupid. Right after she blew her horn, I didn't hear brakes, or anything else until her fucking car hit me. If she weren't an idiot, I would have heard her brakes/burning rubber from tires before she actually hit me. Which makes me think that she didn't slow down until after impact. Anyone else that drives has probably had to jam on their brakes at some point or other. This normally makes a loud noise. Since I didn't hear this noise prior to impact, she either had really slow reflexes, or is a dumb fucking ho. Well, probably both. - My bike is my primary means of transportation. I fucking hate the CTA. So meanwhile, I'm screwed unless I spend money on a new bike. -I don't know anything about court, or how best to prepare myself for court besides the obvious. I wish I knew a lawyer. | | Saturday, January 19th, 2008 | | 10:22 pm |
| | Tuesday, January 15th, 2008 | | 5:47 pm |
Current Mood:  cold | | Saturday, July 7th, 2007 | | 12:47 am |
Um....I think I have a stalker. Damn it. Fuck. Current Mood: uncomfortable | | Tuesday, June 26th, 2007 | | 4:21 pm |
Life after Lawrence is slow. I've been putting my resume out online, emailing lots of companies, and even considered egg donation ($7000 for good eggs)with nothing to show for it all, at the moment. I'm really missing lots of people from Lawrence, and it bothers me that I didn't have the opportunity to say last goodbyes to everyone that I wanted to. Maybe I needed more closure or something. I am ready for some new adventures. I really want to go back to school during the 08-09 year, unless something surprising happens. But meanwhile, I'm hoping to re-discover Chicago, and all of the great things about it before I leave for the West Coast (hopefully). I talked to Kristin for the first time in awhile today. She's doing all right. Considering getting certified to be a teacher. And also looking for a job. I talked to her about my job search, and we laughed about how we both feel like bums. We're both feeling slightly lost in regards to what comes next as far as careers go, but I'm confident that things will work out for both of us. As far as our personal relationship goes, I really do hope that we can be good friends. I would hate to lose someone like her. At the same time, my feelings for her these past few weeks have changed. I still love her, but I am ready to move on. It's been a blast, but trying to make a long distance relationship work, with no idea of when we would see each other again would be too unsettling. The transition to single life hasn't been as difficult as I would have expected. The Chicago Pride Parade probably helped with that. I hung out with Kelly, Cory, and Zambon and had a good time being in such an accepting atmosphere. I wish I could have that feeling everyday, and not have to figure out when it's ok to be out, and when I have to be on guard. Blah. We went to some clubs/parties afterwards and it was a blast. I even met someone. She's super adorable and I hope that we can at least be friends. She's 26, and she goes to Columbia here in Chicago. She's majoring in Photography, and she has a super hot bod. She called me yesterday and today. Today we talked for almost 2 hours, I think. And tomorrow, we're either going to shoot some hoops, or go see a movie, depending on the weather. It makes me feel so giddy, going through this whole introduction part of relationships thing again. I don't know if I'm up for another relationship so soon (which I've told her), but I'm really anxious to see where this goes. It really makes me happy that she's into sports. I've always wanted to date someone who is into going to sporting events, but none of my exes have really been into that sort of thing. The only drawback: She's a Cubs fan! Lame. So the whole Soxs/Cubs rivalry should be interesting. I just went to the Cubs/Sox series on Friday with Erin and one of her friends and the Sox got smashed. Anyways, I don't know what to expect anymore, and I kind of like it.... Current Mood:  bouncy | | Sunday, April 8th, 2007 | | 3:51 pm |
First Drag Show Performance
As a man, I look 100x more shady than usual. Good times. I finished my first week of my internship for my Field Experience in Clinical Psychology class. Working with people with developmental disabilities really makes me see my life from a different perspective. Oftentimes whenever I think about my internship I feel guilty. I really don't know how privileged I am. The reality of thoughts like these, that have come to mind as a result of this internship, has made me feel crabby, anxious, and suffocated throughout this whole week. Sometimes I feel like I have to sprint, or eat, or talk, just because I can. If I don't take advantage of these privileges now, they may be gone tomorrow. Current Mood: drained | | Thursday, March 29th, 2007 | | 9:28 pm |
Some Lifetime Goals
1. Learn how to cook more delicious vegan foods, mainly desserts. 2. Earn a higher degree in some sort of psychology or social work related field, at least a Master's, preferably a Psy.D or Ph.D. 3. Start a homeless shelter for GLBTQ youth. 4. Somehow steal one of those old cars that runs only on electricity (like the ones in "Who Killed the Electric Car?") or learn how to build a car engine that runs only on used vegetable oil. Or Kristin's farts. 5. Convince my friends to have children so that I can be "the cool crazy aunt" or "godmother". (I'm not poppin' out any kids) Maybe become a foster mother or adopt. 6. Become a better skater and snowboarder. 7. Spend at least 6 consecutive months in Mexico. 8. Date a girl that's the same race as me (or at least half). 9. Save a human life. 10. Win something. Anything. 11. Learn how to play the guitar. 12. Convince my family that gays are not the devil. 13. Tighten my abs; replace the fat pack with a 6 pack. 14. Find something that I'm passionate about. There has to be something. 15. Learn how to say NO to people. 16. Travel, travel, travel. 17. Do something outrageous with my hair. 18. Turn my outie belly button into an innie. 19. Become significantly less awkward. I realize that 14, 15, and 19 are practically impossible. But I can dream. More goals to be added later. Current Mood:  thoughtful | | Thursday, December 21st, 2006 | | 1:08 am |
Home. Again.
Home is boring already. I've barely been here a week and I'm ready to cut out. L.A. was lots of fun. I rented a car, saw some good sights, and finally had the chance to meet Kristin's family and friends. My birthday was pretty low-key. Her mom made tacos and Kristin made me vegan cake. That ho Dao even called to say hello. It was great to hear from her. Overall, I had a great time. It made sense to go as her "friend/roomate" but it also felt weird. One of her sisters knows about us, and was so cool about it. She has a really sweet family. Her mom even gave me Christmas presents: a rice cooker, 2 bags of my fave Trader Joe's vegan cookies, and some chocolates for my family. Her mom is adorable. But we did have an awkward moment (leave it to me). At the end of our visit, before we said good-bye, I thought, "Should I give her mom a hug goodbye, or a handshake?" Initially I thought, definitely a hug. But the more I started to think about it, and over-analyze things, as I normally do, I thought, maybe I should play it safe and do the whole handshake thing. Whoops. I reached for handshake, she reached for hug, there was a brief pause, and I badly played it off. And then finally gave her a big hug. Boy am I awkward. But she was nice about it. I rented a 2006 PT Cruiser. It was black, and probably the nicest car I'll drive for the next 10 years of my life. I also got my first flat in this car. Kristin and I were on the freeway back to her house when it happened. I was a bit nervous at first, but she kept me laughing so it turned out all right. I swapped the black one for a silver one the next day, luckily I bought the insurance. Yay for survivin'. Someone should teach me how to change a flat tire. I want to have a birthday party when we go back to school. Everyone should come. Current Mood: bored | | Wednesday, November 8th, 2006 | | 1:18 am |
Fuck
I feel like breaking someone's face. Looks like the ban passed. Fuckers. I don't want to see any Viking Conservatives tomorrow, or I might cut those hos. Viking Conservatives=1 Cool People=0 :( November 7th is also our anniversary date. So Kristin and I celebrate 3 years by bringing in the ban... | | Saturday, October 14th, 2006 | | 11:16 pm |
This has been one busy/gay/unproductive week. -I had a midterm and a paper due this week. Not too stressful, but I'm happy that it's over with. -GLOW had Coming Out Confessionals this week and I shared my story. I never thought that an experience like this would be so therapeutic. I didn't even I had experiences that would constitute an actual coming out story. Eh. -I have a new LARY buddy. His name is Billy and I'm really excited to meet him. He's a 5th grader, I really hope he's more responsive than last year's buddy. Guess I'll find out. -GLOW also had a party after the Ellis concert on Friday. I had dinner with Ellis, and her personality is so much different than I would have ever expected. Her music's pretty okay (folk is not my favorite genre) but she as a person is just so down-to-earth and chill that it makes me want to get to know her more through her music. The party was pretty fun too, no alcohol for me yesterday, but a little bit of not-so-great dancing. The rhythmic part of me is around somewhere, I just need to find it. -Kristin and I sometimes talk about people we find attractive/have small crushes on. It seems weird, but we both realize that even though being in a serious relationship, these little crushes still pop up now and then. We mainly laugh about them and make fun of each other, and we both realize that we love each other so much that we would never make anything serious of them unless we stopped liking each other first. And if that happened we would tell each other first. Anyways, I might have a small crush on a certain straight person. Yea that's right, straight. What the hell is wrong me? This hasn;t happened in awhile. I might be a little tipsy right now...bleh. | | Wednesday, October 4th, 2006 | | 9:48 pm |
I think it's amazing how much we live our lives for other people (some more than others). Sometimes I feel like I don't live for me anymore and I'm just here to be used by others. It doesn't bother me too much except when I get in my selfish moods. How many choices have I made during the past 10 years just to make someone else happy? I don't think I even know what makes me happy anymore. Or maybe I am making myself happy by making the other person happy, does that count? Sometimes I have the hardest time drawing the line between being considerate and being a pushover. I wonder if this makes any sense. I'm all crazy talk... Current Mood: pensive | | Tuesday, September 12th, 2006 | | 4:23 pm |
So I've been back at LU for the past few days and it's starting to feel normal again. Saturday was pretty hectic. I was running around doing last minute stuff, trying not to forget anything, and trying not to be late picking up Kristin from the airport (we decided that we would drive up together since flying through Chicago is cheaper for her). I also managed to get a manicure and pedicure (both French, nothing fancy), and it felt good to be treated to something relaxing for a change (especially with my beat-up waitress' feet). I like getting manicures and pedicures, I'm just a cheap bastard, so this'll probably be my last one for another, oh, 3 years. I also wore make-up and a skirt when I picked up Kristin as a small surprise, and I think I just threw her off, but whatever, I looked pretty hott. The trip up was cool (haha, Karen thought I looked "creepy" with the slight change in looks) and Hiett should be pretty sweet this year. Kristin and I have been hanging out. She's been kind of homesick, but otherwise it's nice to be around her again. She's here early for Downer stuff, and I'm helping out with the new students for Welcome Week. The WWL seem like nice folks. | | Friday, August 11th, 2006 | | 11:29 am |
Working
I've started exercising again, I really want to turn my life around after becoming a blob for the last month. I went running and did lunges and pushups and crunches. Yea, that's right, I'm turning into an Olympic athlete (of couch potatoes) and it feels great. Work has been more tolerable, mainly because I realize how much I need to save money. Yesterday I made 149 in tips before tipping out to the lazy busboys (12), which left me with 137 in tips from a restaurant that's only open from 11am-3pm. Pretty good. Waitressing has definitely left its mark on me physically though. I REALLY need a massage (I miss my Kristin). Also the other day, I was looking at my arms near the wrists and I noticed these two ginormous lumps. I immediately thought, "Gah!! Tumors! I've got wrist cancer!". Then I realized that the lumps were from carrying trays, so I've got these weird looking muscle-vein-thingies popping out of my arms. Waitressing is quite the workout. I miss Lawrence. | | Friday, June 30th, 2006 | | 10:22 pm |
Lazy
-This has been the most idle summer I've had in awhile, I constantly feel like I'm just wasting space. -On Sunday I went to Pride Parade. I tried to see as many people as possible, some who I haven't seen in forev, but I still managed to miss a few. The actual parade was super-packed. It wasn't as hot outside as last year, but the weather was pretty nice. After the parade, I met some sketchy 40 year olds (trying to holler) who followed Christine, Amanda, Amanda's sister, and I around for awhile. One of the 40 year olds touched Christine's boob. Hehe. Then I got ditched, went to eat, got bitched at by some Indian dude, got ditched again, went to this ghetto after-party thing with Christine and Paris, got pickpocketed( I was truly pissed, I'm getting soft, I've been living in Appleton for tooo long)and then finally gave up and went home. Not that I could do anything since my ID was in the wallet which was taken. Blah. -On Monday I started work at this bar/sports bar/grill downtown. Totally not my cup of tea. I wound up quitting after the first day. It was waay too much for me, although it would have been fantastic money, and I would have been bartending in about 2 weeks after starting there. Luckily that same day, I got calls from other people, one from the Shedd, one from Footlocker, and one from this fitness center. Guess I'll see how things turn out. -On Tuesday I sat on my ass. -On Wednesday " " " " ". -On Thursday I worked for the Shedd Aquarium's "Jazzin' At the Shedd" night. Every Thursday the bring in a jazz band to play on the terrace and there's food and booze and tons of people. I am the cashier for one of the bars. It's not so bad, and it's only once a week, so whatev.. I still need another J-O-B. -Today I received two of my replacement cards in the mail. Cancelling credit cards sucks. | | Thursday, June 22nd, 2006 | | 11:12 pm |
Today I got rejected from Old Navy. This makes me sad because I thought I had a pretty good interview. Even sadder is that I got rejected by postcard. Wow, I feel like a reject. | | Monday, June 19th, 2006 | | 2:02 pm |
Wasting my life away
I just finished reading Oliver Twist. What a friggin' long book. I'm not so sure how I feel about Dickens, I think I have lukewarm feelings for him. On Saturday I went to the Puerto Rican parade. Hott!! There were a good number of queers there, kind of surprising. There was this really hot chic giving out cards for GLBT night at this one club (Boricua). This seems like it could be fun, well, if you're single. Maybe one day. Time to start a new book. I really need to make a list of stuff I want to read this summer. I'm reading "As I Lay Dying" next. Blah. Bored. | | Friday, June 16th, 2006 | | 2:17 pm |
Today my brothers got their report cards, and all I have to say is daaaaayoom! Sterling got a D and a couple of C's which would have got me grounded for weeks when I was his age. But still not too bad. Richie got 4 F's, 3 D's and a C. WTF! His GPA is a whoppin' .86. The good thing is he only got 2 absences and he ranks 112 out of a class of 126, so I mean he's not dead last ( I want to see rank 126's report card). He also managed to rack up an impressive 56 tardies!!! The sad thing is, he only has to take 1 summer school class. For 3 weeks. And then he gets to move on. HAHA! Yay for Chicago Public Schools. Way to aim low. It's good to know that Richie will get to advance to sophomore status next year, even if he has a few 'minor flaws' on this year's report card. hahahahaha. Daamn! Well, maybe when my parents find out that I'm dating my roomate, it won't stand out as much. haha! Us kids are full of disappointments! Yay for being underachievers! Flaming lesbo and wannabe gangster, now who can beat that combination? Old Navy rescheduled my interview for Tuesday. Sadness:( Oh well, maybe I'll go for a run... | | Thursday, June 15th, 2006 | | 2:23 am |
Same old stuff
Yesterday my cousin, the gay one who came out to me on Christmas, graduated from high school. She had a small get together afterwards that I did not attend (I was passed out, and no one bothered to wake me up). My mom kept emphasizing the fact that she brought her "boyfriend" to the party. My brother pointed out that she left out that fact that not only did she bring this alleged boyfriend, but that she brought a slew of "studs" with her too. Studs are for the most part, butch lesbians, urban-style (from the best of my knowledge, I could be wrong. There are so many lesbian labels). I thought this was hilarious, and it made me sad that I missed this small party. Old Navy called me back, I have an interview at the end of this week. I hope it goes all right. I wouldn't mind working at Old Navy. Especially the one on State, that would be good times. Today I went for a run. I ran over this huge bridge. While on the middle of it, you can see a lot of the Chicago skyline. All the way from my house. Then it started pouring, and I high-tailed it all the way back home. It was kind of nice, I mean, I got soaked, and probably smelled horrible with the mixture of rain and sweat. Running in the rain is a lot of fun. I should do it more often. | | Wednesday, March 29th, 2006 | | 3:25 pm |
hahahaha
I can't stop laughing! I just came back from Mursell house and ran into Melanie Boyd with a posse of children (her children and their cousins. well, I think they were cousins because she mentioned their visit in class) and someone who was probably her sister? Anyways, Cayden (her son) was running and yelling something (I couldn't hear what he was saying, I was wearing earphones) and it looked like he was wearing a fake mustache! It was hilarious, mainly because it was so unexpected. I mean, how often do you see people running around and yelling with fake mustaches? Exactly. We need more of that on this campus. I could barely control my laughter. Hahaha! If only I could have heard what he was saying. Probably something genius, involving math formulas or power structures. I mean, what else would you yell about if Melanie was your mom? I should have told him thanks, because that definitely made my day... Current Mood:  amused |
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