Friday, October 28, 2005

boo

well it is halloween weekend again. with the actual day being monday it seems like it could easily be a 4 day party weekend. halloween has been a time for me to slow down a bit and relish where i am at. a few years back things got bad and then a year later things got worse and granted the situation i'm in now is so far removed from that, i still feel like a schmoe for not wanting to get dressed up and run around. i have some options for mellow sober activities and i don't really feel like doing those either. i don't feel like i'm isolating, i just don't want to party either. good thing i work super early all weekend and have an excuse to be in by 9 and in bed by 10, not that i need one, but...

other news in blip format:

i hit 21 months on monday and feel like i'm in the homestretch for 2 years, one day at a time.

i got a promotion, a raise and a full time job out of the little big cafe on lyndale and accepted the offer, the money and the posistion.

i put in my notice, but will be on call, at the corp. coffee shop. my last day will be the day before the big holiday push, merch and music, so that bullet was avoided.

i finally got 2 days off (in a row)and went up north to check in with family and friends and had a blast.

not a whole lot of epic stuff has been happening. just working out, trying to make art, going to meetings, working 7 days a week (for now) and trying to get enough sleep. the events have been minor but victorious and so many and scattered you'll have to call for details. today could be the last nice day so i'm out for a bike ride....

Monday, October 10, 2005

lag time...

i guess there has been quite a bit of lag inbetween posts, but things have busy, busy, busy. somehow i got roped into 4 days at the corporate coffee shop instead of three, add that to the three days i do at the big lil' bakery and it turns out i work 7 days a week. the answer according to one of my employers was to schedule time off? i just asked for a day less well see how that goes. the finance thing is a bit scary as i sat down last night and got real with my checkbook. the money out isn't quite as good as the $$ in, so a better, more lucrative job will probably have to be in my future, if i'm going to keep from going crazy.

what a beautiful weekend in minneapolis. warm and sunny days and cool crisp nights. i was walking down my tree lined street tonight and the smell of fall was in the air. crunchy fallen leaves and a clear sky, ohh its why autumn is my favorite season.

met with my sponsor, went to a few meetings, to include attending minnesober (glbt recovery roundup), saw a friend off to philly (she left today, but not before leaving me the cool piece of art ever. i even worked and worked out sort of and somehow found time to attend an art opening in nordeast around midnight on saturday where i had the strangest run in. i was standing out front smoking a cig and chatting with some friends. i was doing this hipster color commentary of all the trendy, black clad, mussed hair people parading out of the gallery and this handsome man at the tail end caught part of it. i squeezed his cheeks (facial) and he turned around and grabbed me and pushed his tongue down the back of my throat. i was into, don't get me wrong, but he was moving way too fast and he was also sooper dooper drunk. i have heard that making out with a drinker as a "free-be" like the same as making out with someone who smokes when you don't. he was relentless and i was a bit put put off by his state of intoxication. he tried a few more times to kiss me, or check for my tonsils with his tongue, i really wanted to at least get a name first and kept trying to just chat him up, to which he called me a homophobe and took of into the night. i guess their is always a first time for everything, being called a homophobe that is.

i have been spending the last few nights enjoying some extended downtime and getting caught up on things like laundry, which my non-existent cleaning lady keeps forgetting to do. damn her anyways.....

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

simple math....

lack of sleep makes for a crabby, crabby me at work i have discovered. i guess crabby isn't such the right word as sluggish. i stayed up a bit too late doing nothing last night and paid the price for it at work. my new co-workers think i don't like it there because i'm always trying to go home. not that not being at work, or working rather, will ever feel natural, i was just starting to get into the groove i guess.

i got an interesting call today from a lady i met while working a few weeks back. she owns and runs an art gallery in downtown and is looking to take on a new associate. she already has some big plans, to include the new york art fair this march and the launch of her own publishing company. this would something that would keep me off the road this winter and i haven't quite decided how i feel about this. i don't even have the job yet but it's starting to sound pretty good. updates forthcoming....

so in light of being to busy and tired from trying to do too much, tonight i'm watching tv and ordering a pizza. i already had a big salad and caught the end of america's next top model, which made me laugh so hard. everytime i see tyra up there at the end doing her dramatic elimination i think of maya rudolph's over-the-top impression and i can't take the real tyra seriously. god that sounds ridiculous, maybe i read instead...