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good grief!
Posted May 12, 2000
So much has happened in the past 3 weeks.
Where to begin? Hmmm.. I guess my first todo is apologise to myself (and anyone else who reads this sill thing) for not staying on top of it more diligantly. For what it's worth, I have a new program (action names) for the Palm, and it has a journal feature, so I can just scribble away whenever the mood strikes me. I'll transcribe some of the meatier elements form there the next time I sync up at the house. Ok... now that the semi-pleasantries are out of the way... On to bigger news. AT has been staying with me at the apartment for the vast majority of the time these last couple of weeks. We went to disney with my friends the hippie-folk (whom I love dearly, the B's especially) and I finally met D's pal L. AT adopted a Kitten, and he's living at my place, too. Newton gets along with him ok, but plays too rough with him sometimes. New Kitten is black & white splotched, and is named Fritz. My relationship with AT is ging mostly well, but I did catch her in a deliberate fib to me... my feelings were hurt, and I confronted her with it... I don't imagine it'll happen again. For her sake, I still will assume a level of trust, but if it happens again, I don't know where my head'll be. I care for her very much, and I just hope I'm not too much more head over heels for her than vice-versa. Her relationship history has been rather rough, and I'm guessing that I might be the first worthwhile person she's had a relationship with. I don't think that she's too emotionally hurt to make for a good relationship, and I don't mind too much that we're going relatively slow. I think I caught a cold from her via PC (CP? not sure how to abbreviate the name.) Going to see One flew over the Cukoo's nest with RC and AT this sunday, and DC/RH Saturday for a movie. Sat nite is AT and me at the hippies place for a going away party for DW... I'll miss her, she's a sweetie. She just got a great tattoo of a butterfly on her back that sister CB drew, has Kenya's name in it & a stylised "sister" as well. I have loads of pix from disney... and the butterfly is included in there (I hope it came out). That, and I gave AT a dried rose from the haunted mansion...
I walked into an ice cream parlor and saw this flyer for a rubber stamp party on the wall. It should be blamed for most of what you are reading right now. No matter how I picture the events of a rubber stamp party, It scares me to death. I can't explain the visions of madness in my head, but imagine a mariachi band made up of midgets building penis shaped sand castles and reciting welding part shipping lists. That's as close as I can come. The party's real bonus for me would be to hear the saga of Jo Ann Trail as she discusses her year in Saudi Arabia. She'll probably have fun anecdotes about the time she was sold for half a camel, or second hand stories from the nice old man she sat next to on the plane. Oh, I hope she dresses up in the black arab ninja chick outfit and brings those fun slides!
All stupid shit aside, It should be painfully obvious to anyone that this is just a bad front for an Amway recruiting party. After JoAnn is done showing off her new toll painting, she exits and returns with a white board. Then she starts giving speeches about impending financial success while drawing a very convincing pyramid of circles. "It sounds fascinating! But can even an introverted person with birth defects like me make money with it?" asks the fat woman JoAnn paid twenty dollars to earlier. After a couple more hours of circle drawing and estrogen, the entire room signs up to buy a warehouse full of window cleaner. And JoAnn smiles to herself. She knows that 2% of the net profit from every ninth bottle of Windex gets split between her and only 132 other people. "I will soon be rich," she thinks outloud with a small cackle. The rest of the room is too busy planning their future summer homes to hear her.
Anyway, after I read the flyer, I knew I had to have it. It was a few days old, but I thought it would be polite to ask the ice cream scooping girl if I could keep it. She looked like she spoke English, but I must have had to repeat my question four or five times. I've found there is no one more confused than a food service worker when you ask them about something that doesn't involve food. So after a series of blank stares and "ums," I asked the same question in frat. I said, "Hey, uhhh...could I get this flyer to help me and my frat fund our trip to Canada? I'm a Delta Iota Kappa, and we get like 25 cents? for every rubber stamp flyer we can find. Yeah, we're havin' a big rubber stamp rager this weekend. It's gonna fuckin' rule. Full kegs. Shit. You know, if you came, I could almost guarantee you'll get your tits grabbed. Here's one free sexual harassment card. What do ya think? Free beer for chicks. Bring like 20 friends." Something inside her finally started working, and she smiled and asked, "What frat again?" That's when I grabbed the flyer and leapt through a plate glass window to make my escape.
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Urban league
Posted Apr 20, 2000
Somehow AT is making use of Urban league to pay for her school? I was under the impression it was an african american organisation, but perhaps it helps everyone in need... how refreshing that would be! AT is of british and Chippewaw(sp?) indian descent, maybe that's how it works? I would prefer it was more for someone that was part of a low-income community. I feel that's a more appropriate way of handling the situation. AT's been living at a very low level of income, at least for the last few months, changing now that she's found a better job at BOL in addition to the GT. more to follow... time for me to get back to work.
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Thought.
Posted Apr 14, 2000
This was told to me be CB. It's pretty insightful, so I figured I'd share it.
Whenever someone makes you feel hurt or angry, it is a gift. It is an opportunity to look in yourself and see *why* you feel that way. Because, in reality, nobody can *make* you feel anything. That person just triggered something inside you (probably from your past). When you feel the anger, it's an opportunity to look at that trigger and DECIDE how you want to react...instead of letting past issues make the decision for you.
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Pilgrim's Progress
Posted Apr 14, 2000
Well.. let's see. Current projects are: Clean the apartment, make room for a visitor. (Visitors are something I've avoided competantly for the last year or more, as there's practically no room in the apartment. However, AT has no cable at her place, and roommates. So, if I plan to ply her with my masculine wiles and liberal applications of the cartoon network, I'm obliged to clean up the joint.) Hopefully I can ge the place pristine by Sunday. I must be gaga over the girl, as I want to steam the carpets, even. Who knows? I might even end up keeping the place not a mess for a while. (At least as long as I'm actively dating...) My only real dilemma is to find a way to store all my stuff! I seem to accumulate at a frightening pace all sorts of things specifically designed for Newton to smack around all over the house. (I still don't know how he managed to get my viking boat off of the top shelf of my closet to under my computer...It's totally unwieldy, and was behind other stuff up there.) In other AT news, date 4 went swimmingly, and #5 is tomorrow, and #6 is planned for Sunday already. I need to remind myself to call Emage and let 'em know that either I'll be missing them on Sunday, or maybe taking AT along for the ride. AT's not happy with her name, and was considering change... I rather like it, but her chosen alternates are good, too. I sort of dig Octavia as a name... Greek/Latin/Hebrew names seem to be my personal favorite. Rachael, Cassandra, Elizabeth all have nice sounds to them too, and have good nicknames. I'm still a little floaty from the additional dopamine, adrenaline, and testosterone in the system due to my current romantic interests. Some minor 'warning signs' have come up, but like anything else, all things are surmountable if folks are willing to put effort into a fix. Speaking of which, things are rather quiet on the AIM front, not sure where things stand there, given last week's quandry re:H. I'm assuming no worries, but the news front has been semi-quiet. More as I know it, Dear Journal. p.s. Got all the clothing I was looking to get, just need shoesies and maybe 2 more sets o'boxers. Type to you later, bub.
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friday good stuff.
Posted Apr 7, 2000
on the upside, I got paid today, talked to AT every day this week, and saw movies with friends. Today's film was Rules of Engagement, with D as my co-hort. movie rated about a 5 out of 10, nothing dreadful, but not great either. I got close to falling asleep in the flick during one of the courtroom scenes, but I don't blame the movie, I'm pretty tired. Tomorrow I go clothes shoping with AT, before she hits work. I need some boxers, and a couple replacements for worn out pants/shirts. Sat nite, I'll probably catch the John Cusak flick, maybe take AT out after work too. Sunday is Stomp. I'm still surprised that it was easier to organise the hippies than emage into going to that, but it's just as well... half the emage gang would've missed out anyhow due to moving or family obligation. Elements of my dating life are coming back to haunt me, patterns that I'd forgotten. I'm eating less, waking up earlier in the day, or having mildly fitful sleep. Visions of unknowable futures of married life already in my skull, regardless of what I tell myself about "It's only been a week, you dingaling!" Fantasies of what's to come (or not) in the relationship, wondering what all of the parts of that are like. What would it be like living with her? If we had kids, how would they look/act? What side of the bed should I take? Does this mean I should get a car, dispite my misgivings? Things like that echo in my head, for hours on end, and I can't seem to shake 'em. I can conjure memories of her perfume and face at will, and my heart actually skips a beat when I do so. I feel giddy just typing this stuff out, and it cheers me beyond my earlier troubles with other folks, causing me to smile and anxiously count the moments until I see her again. I've discovered that she likes Ella Fitzgereald, Duke Ellington, Bjork, and assorted other less dissonant music than Korn, Kiss, and the Cure, including Jimi and Bowie, so the fear of mono-musicitis has been allayed. It's still goofy to me to be dating someone born after Star Wars was in the theatre, but she's quite smart, sexy, and emotionally together as far as my rosy-tinted radar can detect. All for now, I'm going to dawdle, and ponder her beauty some more. 
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