Thursday, July 28, 2005

back in minnesnowta....

i made it back safe and sound today. i basically slept the whole way and the time just flew by. for as much as i hated l.a., i loved san diego a lot more than i thought i would, and could even see myself living there someday. it's kind of sad now that my travels have come to an end, but its great to be back home! flying into duluth today everything was so lush and green and the view of the lake was refreshing. just ran around all afternoon checking out some art shows here in town and getting ready for a weekend in the cities. so much to do with getting into school, a job, a place to live, catching up with folks and mostly just relaxing and enjoying the end of a beautiful summer.....

Monday, July 25, 2005

one year and one half.....

little mini anniversaries just keep popping up, today i'm celebrating 18 months of sobriety. i obviously will never forget my past and where i've come from, but sometimes i just wonder who that person was back then.

san diego has been heavenly. only have to do a 1/2 day of work today and then i'm off and running. only 3 days left until i come home. a home with no maid service but rich with family, fellows and friends.....

Sunday, July 24, 2005

sf2la2sd

i made it san diego yesterday and what a relief to get here. the tempatures and attitudes have dropped and i'm enjoying a weekend off. have been shopping, enjoying historic downtown, went to a meeeting at a gay alanon club and catching up on much need sleep. only 4 days until i'm home...

Thursday, July 21, 2005

la la la.....

ooooops i guess i haven't posted in awhile, but access to a free computer has been limited and i'm finally shelling out for $.69 a minute.

l.a. has been pretty awful as it has been 100+ degrees by 9 a.m. everyday and after a week of this it starts to wear you down HARD. as far as cities i have been to since jan l.a. has to be my least favorite and i can't really undertstand what the obsession is with this place is anyways. i never thought i'd be so excited to go to san diego, but i am, partly for the cooler weather, but also because its the last city on this tour. i'll be back in sunny minnesnowta in one week and 7 hours, not that i'm counting.

personalties and differences have reached a point on the tour were most people are ready for this to be over, me included. thankfully our boss got put in her place after trying to kick some sand up about us, and she's finally mellowed out. just one less thing to worry about.

one week, one week, one week..........

Sunday, July 10, 2005

happy birthday to me......

well it's not my birthday, belly button or soberiety, but this blog is officially one year old today.

sounds like a great excuse to eat cake to me.....

Saturday, July 09, 2005

escape to san francisco......

well you may or may not be sick of hearing me complain about how physco my new boss is but it is so true! post vacation things seemed like they were going to be great, morale was on an up swing, things were going fine (weds + thurs) then today things just fell apart for her (the boss) and in turn things got pretty miserable for the rest of our crew. one of my co-workers seems to think she doesn't quite hear herself talking down to us and might not realize that she treats us sub-human & that more than likely she isn't doing it on purpose but......yikes. my mom likes to refer to me as her lil' ghandi, it takes a lot to get me pissed these days, but even i'm getting towards the end of my rope. thank god for prayer! can i get an amen!?

i wasn't going to leave for my weekend of house sitting for j & t in san francisco until first thing sat, but i had to go. i had to leave sacremento in the dust and just go. coming over the bay bridge at midnight tonight downtown looked like some futuristic cyborgian holiday present to me and the lights of the bridge were some lunar candles burning bright for me, welcoming back and reminding me to check my shit on the other side of the bridge.

this weekend is all new and ripe with possibilties and i have 48 hours to enjoy it. a meeting, art, the gym, shopping, boys........

Saturday, July 02, 2005

happy second of july..

i just realized that my little blog turns one year old in a little over a week. whatta trip to re-read some of those old, old posts. i can't believe the changes in my life from last year. i am enjoying my here and now though to be sure. have been having a nice time relaxing up here in duluth. just hanging out with family and friends, working out, working in the darkrooma dn just chillin' until i have to go back out west this tuesday.

i think i may have hit the gym a bit to hard at the end of the week. i just incorporated running into my workout and even did some mountain biking, which in duluth is no joke + i even lifted weights in the morning which led to a pulled shoulder muscle, yikes it hurts still. i was in quite a bit of pain this morning, what with the knot the size of a lemon on the inside edge of my sholuder blade. luckily i was able to get in with my massage therapist and her wicked, wicked elbow and hands did work quite a bit of it out. the crunching sound of her separating that knotted mess was quite haunting, and serve as a big reminder to stretch even more.

i went out for a little bit last night after taking in a concert by the lake and have to admit i was quite bored. granted the best gay bar in duluth is actually in superior, wi across the bridge in what once was a cowboy bar, campily adorned in rainbow flags and 8 by 10's of drag queens from yesteryear. i kind of have this morbid tabloid curiousity with going out. i know that drinking isn't even an option for me anymore and that is a life and death battle, but some sick part of me likes to watch other people drink. i discovered this last summer when i used to sit outside of caffettos and watch people going into hum's liquor store and i would try and guess what they would come out with, i was usually right on. what was weird about being in the bar i discovered last night was that i was observing people and trying to find myself in the crowd. i had spent quite a few drunken blacked out nights in this bar and while the memory is still there, the desire to drink is not, but i couldn't quite pick out anyone who was drinking as hard as i used to, or maybe they were. a friend once described to me how i used to drink and drink and drink and be fine but within a matter of seconds it would seem like somebody (me) had switched me off and i would be come this incoherent, babbling mess-basically functioning but not really there, i'm sure you get the idea. i'm not quite really sure what this post is all about, i feel as if i'm rambling, but whatever i'm in for the night........