Jon is not cool enough to like Stargate SG-1.

Mobile podcasting and voice-rec will soon be mine!!!

So it turns out that I’m not going down to Eureka tomorrow at all. Brian’s roommate is back from her vacation and he’s going to be working the whole time until Sunday (but he gets the whole day off that day!). So I’m coming down Saturday evening. Well, that was the original plan…and then I talked to Jon. no idea what it is. I might go over there on Saturday and see what’s up with it. We talked for a while, and I actually respect him a lot more now. Instead of being satisfied with living in his trailer and working at Target, he realizes that Humboldt County is pathetic and full of stupid annoying people. He’s going to move to Hawaii next year. While this seems to me more like a quest to find Shell Beach than anything, I really respect him for rejecting the status quo. Anyway, I’m not really sure whether it’s a good idea to see him as I’ve always wanted to this finish what we started one high school afternoon… but I’m hoping to meet him at Starbucks, quickly remember why I can’t stand him, and then go to the mall and play dance revolution until Brian gets off work. Also, that guy Thomas from Brookings messaged me today. Why is it that when you meet someone that you think you might be able to have a relationship with, a million people show up and want to have sex with you? Damn world.

Speaking of sex, Brian has been such a saint about it. We didn’t do anything sexual last time I was down there, but as much as I loved the cuddling, I need something more. I’m going to have a talk with him this weekend. Are we in a monogamous sexual relationship, or are we just cuddle buddies? Last weekend he told me that with people he really likes he doesn’t want to have sex with them. This really sounds like bullshit, but he is an incredible guy and I will give him the benefit of the doubt. I just feel guilty having sexual fantasies about other guys when I’m supposed to be in a relationship with him. I want to think about all the hot, loving things that we did together instead of trying to mentally piece together some half-forgotten 1998 blowjob.

Speaking of things that make me all hot and sweaty, I have been obsessed with playing dance revolution tonight. I even played the computer version for like 45 minutes until my wrists gave out. I really want one of those $300 Cobalt Flux dance pads. But they are $300. I’m faced with the age-old quandary: buy myself toys and don’t leave Crescent City, or live with no entertainment working 24 hours a day in another city. I need to write a resume. I don’t even know where to get started. I guess I should start listing all the things I want to put on it. Fuck. I think I’m going to apply at Target. I want a mindless repetitive job. Let me rephrase that—I want another mindless, repetitive job. Fuck the Trip. I’m getting out of here.

Today I set up an appointment to get my teeth cleaned, and tomorrow I’m going in to see about the cost of getting some new glasses. My vision is getting horrible. And with all this driving, I need every last pixel of resolution to prevent me from getting into accidents.

My dad came home today from his incredibly stressful 12-hour-a-day job in Blue Lake. He’s leaving to go back in the morning. Apparently he has some sort of body lice. If I get it, I’m going to cry. I just spent last week washing every single one of my myriad comforters. It would kill me to do that all over again. I barely left my room today after he told me that. He approved of my housekeeping in his absence though. Luckily, I had just done the dishes when his girlfriend came over to tell me that he was going to be making an appearance. Yesterday I went outside to talk to her as she was feeding the horses and told her all about Brian and Panda and my plans to move. She’s really cool. My dad totally doesn’t deserve her.

Let’s see… what else? My mom had a really bad day at work, and she also decided not to meet this guy that she had only known for about a week from the Internet. Remember, the one that was named Brian? Anyway, she sent me the picture that she uses on her personals site. It’s not bad.

I can’t believe my mom is fifty. Anyway, she also told me that my grandma has this wicked cold which seems to have the same symptoms as the one I have. I’m losing my voice, and my recognition is definitely suffering. Oh well.

Short-term goals:
Get new glasses
Get teeth cleaned
Get wisdom teeth pulled
Get tested

Longer-term goals:
Move to Eureka
Finish my A.A.

Oh yeah, the testing thing. The clinic in Crescent City is only open like 1-4 p.m. on Mondays, and I was going to go this week but half the people in Crescent City died the weekend before and I had to write a bunch of obits. Next week I am totally going to make it. Also, for my personal future reference, my cleaning appointment is Tuesday, January 24 at 5:20 p.m.

I really should get to sleep. I was counting on going to Eureka tomorrow, but now my whole plan is destroyed. What shall I do with myself? Um…I think I’ll call Amanda right after she gets off work. Sounds like a plan.

PS: I talked with Joe on Skype for about 45 minutes, it was really cool to talk to him again! Unfortunately, my mother called with some urgent quandary and I had to bid him farewell.

I just watched the music video for Madonna’s new single “Hung Up” and she’s dancing on a dance revolution machine!!!!

Way to go Madonna!

I think I’m going to go down and play a few rounds myself…but it’s a bit late, I’m sure they’re closed. Poop.  Why can’t I live in a city with an all-night arcade?