Friday, September 23, 2005

uraqt...

i get to go see m.i.a. in less than a week now.

if you salt and peppa ya mango, i hope that you will go..

p.s.

you are a cutie

Thursday, September 22, 2005

a junkie without junk...

nothing makes me feel like a junkie more than waking up late for work. well maybe a rolled up 20 but whatever. i opened this morning at the corporate coffee shop and should have been up @ 5 to be there by 5:30 to be open by 6, yet i didn't wake up until 6:35 am. i really need and enjoy that minimum of a half hour lead time in the morning before i leave. typically a quick coffee, some prayers and just being centered a bit before i walk out that front door. today i wore baggy pants with no belt (the first thing i grabbed) and worked with morning breath and an unwashed face and unruly hair. yes i bet i looked as nasty as i felt. apparently i was the only one really freaking out about this, it just made me feel pretty bad.

the other job which i worked today as well is going great. the lil' hipster hippie cafe that could on lyndale seems like the perfect place for me. i had been warned about crazies working/dining there and have been waiting for the other shoe to drop, but nothing so far thankfully.

a little home group meeting tonight, maybe dinner and in bed even earlier than last night. i will need that extra beauty sleep tonight, even more than usual........

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

raindrops.....

it just started raining outside, and i'm glad i'm home and can't think of anywhere else i'd rather be. listening to records and unwinding after a fabulous dinner prepared by myself for myself. the thought crossed my mind that dinner needn't be pretty or whatnot-i just can't help myself. i actually wished someone could have seen it, like a bf, who'd ideally be spooning me right now instead.

so much hubbub about the new fall season and premieres and blah, blah, blah. i'm going to bust out some old records and write some long over due letters and try my darndest to not watch any MUST SEE TV (which sounds like brainwashing instead of a catch phrase).

mmmmmmm, haley bonar and some new japaneese inspired stationary. jesus i am gay. whatever......

Sunday, September 18, 2005

a little bit all the time....

summer is slowly winding down and the weather keeps flirting and teasing the imagination both ways. cool, brisk days that speak of the fall ahead-yet bright, hothouse humid days that keep september grounded in the actuality that it IS still summer, at least for another week anyways. things have been changing for me. getting adjusted to working, and trying to incorporate all the things i want to do, but most importantly finding downtime. i was out at a friends' bbq on boom island last night and after the sun went down found myself wanting to go home, and feeling i needed to justify this somehow to myself and to my friends-but no dammit. i knew i had a full day ahead and wanted to be rested for it.

speaking of, had my first sunday brunch at the new job. was a bit crazy to say the least, but i think it is going to be just fine. i think i second guess myself alot and think that people don't like me, some don't and thats fine too, but i really think i'm going to like it there. everyone seems so noam chomsky smart with a hip arty wedge edge and a lasse-faire attitude. hmmm i don't know what that really meant or what its about, but whatever.

i don't work until later in the am so i'm off for a little late night gay coffee(re: veras) and think i'll be back to watch a movie later. oh yeah, tomorrow is my first night of night school at mcad and i can hardly wait. new images forthcoming.....

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

finally....

well i finally have internet service in my home after a long 3-4 srtuggle, sounds dramatic right? time warner couldn't actually come out until monday, which they told me 3 weeks ago, and finally somebody did come. he installed a faulty modem and left 75 feet of cable line unattached and sprawling over the apartment here, tripping hazard yes, pretty no. another guy came by yesterday and re-installed a modem that actually worked, but "was unable" to install all the cable that was splayed out from the front to the back of my place. so finally today 2 guys stopped by and assessed the situation and tried to tell me that it wasn't their responsibility to tack down all the cable line. many phone calls later and two failed attempts to tell me they "couldn't do anything" they finally did it. i was getting to the point, where if they weren't going to fix it on day threee here, i was going to tell them to take it all and issue me a refund. is it just me or has customer service taken an all time turn for the worse?

my new place is coming along ever so nicely. it's furnished and moved in and my last big hurtle is hanging all my artwork, my own and others that is, throughout my apartment. i want to try and get it right so i'm not living with a bunch of little nail holes. it is coming along slowly, but surely, i have about 60% of it up.

this is for anyone is sicking of hearing about my seemingly endless, glorious 8+ weeks of ongoing vacation. yes-it has come to an end and i am once again employed times two. i got my old corp. coffee shop job back as well as a job in a local bakery cafe, where hopefully i'll be serving at night in the not so distant future hopefully. i am a little skeptical to commit to one or the other, so two part time jobs should be ok for a while anyway.

still keeping up with meetings and obligations here. feels good to get re-connected with the sober commnity down here and i've even made some new friends + have taken on some additional service commitments, to include hosting a workshop at the big gay sober round-up, minnesober, here in minneapolis this october!

sadly i think this work thing may cut into all the free time i have had to go to the gym with. i know i'll still be able to go i'll just have to plan a little more, which is something i have been trying to do anyways. i feel i say yes to a lot of stuff, not too much, but if i don't write it down, or keep it in the forefront of my mind i forget, and come off looking like an ass. school starts pretty quick, night art school that is, at which point i will be throughly, jam packed as far as my schedule goes. doesn't leave much time for anything else, except the occasional cute gay hockey player poet. i always have to leave room for that.....