Monthly Archives: August 2006

Tired. 0

Monday…I really don’t want to think about it.

I don’t want the creepy job in Natomas. My mom had given me a bunch of money for interview clothes and such…and I completely let her down. I don’t even feel right calling her now. I want a good job, darn it! Something where I can use all my Adobe Creative Suite / Macromedia Studio skills.

I’m feeling like I’m burning through everybody I know and soon I will be all alone with all my favors used up.

In the evening we went out to eat with Victor, Adrian’s last ex…we went over to his house in Davis…I drove my car over and it clanked and thumped and wouldn’t stay in a fast gear…almost got mauled by a semi coming up behind us as I was doing 35 m.p.h. on the freeway…luckily made it. We went to Blockbuster, talked with some people that Adrian knew that happened to be at Blockbuster, went back to the house, ate mixed nuts and cookies while we watched Labyrinth. Everything seemed to be going fine until Victor realized that me and Adrian were a couple.

It was around 2 a.m. by then. We left at around three or four…bleary-eyed driving…Adrian slipping in and out of consciousness telling me all his dreams…streaming…green…red…traffic lights…bleary eyes…wrong exit…the tower bridge…downtown…I-5…just by luck, the El Camino exit…and then we’re back in Carmichael and I’m in his arms again, then sleep.

Today we woke up around one and drove around doing errands…now it’s 8 p.m. and I still haven’t done anything on the job search…I have this toothache that keeps demanding more advil. I don’t have dental insurance, I hope the pain goes away. It’s a wisdom tooth that’s breaking through…I hope that’s all it is.

Kelly’s party is tomorrow at seven, then Saturday is the after-party…since only half the people can come to the party tomorrow due to work and such. I talked to Christen, Becky, and Lacey today on the phone. It was odd…I felt really connected to the goings-on here. I’m used to being 300 miles away and having no clue…now I’m plugged in.

Adrian is very tired and he’s sleeping on the bed while I write. I’m very tired too, but I’m attempting to stay awake so I can sleep at a reasonable hour and get up at a reasonable hour. I need to write up a much more detailed job description because Kieth is tweaking up my resume. I also need to write a cover letter. My car is slowly but surely dying. If it can’t handle the 30 minute drive to Davis, how am I going to be able to get around? Best not to think of things like that right now. I went to Safeway today and bought soymilk, some Tazo chai, and a big thing of oatmeal. All the necessities right there. I feel like I should be stocking up on food. I’m just in a weird mood now and I don’t know what the solution to anything is.

I feel guilty cuddling with Adrian. My mom spent her hard-earned money so that I could get some nice interview clothes and make something of myself and here I am doing nothing and being happy. I haven’t called my dad to ask him to pay for my one class yet. They might have already dropped me. I know he won’t pay for it because he will want me to have a job. I’ve already given up on college for this semester, even though I’m not telling my mom.

Screw college for this semester. I am extremely broke and it’s not going to pay my bills. And I have a whole bunch of those right now.

Yes, I want a college education. But we can’t always get what we want.

Llorando 0

Adrian made me cry for the first time last night.

It was okay though…

He held me and told me everything was going to be all right.

And it was.

This pounding in my heart just won’t die 3

> Madonna – Burning Up, Think of Me, You Know It,
> Deep Dish – Sacramento, Say Hello [rock mix], Swallow Me

I’m feeling a bit odd this morning… mostly because I’m awake in the a.m. I’ve been endlessly listening to Madonna’s first album. Pop music never changes. Her songs are as true now as in 1983.

I’m eating a banana, and I’m not sure whether it’s spoiled or not. It doesn’t taste wonderful, but it’s not bad enough to throw out. I had a bowl of cereal with regular milk and now my stomach hurts. Maybe my stomachache is the results of last night. I couldn’t sleep because I kept thinking about me and Adrian. It was the first time in days I had slept without him and it just felt terrible. On the bed was the very first time that I held him. However, he called me this morning to wake me up and we talked on iChat A/V for a bit. I know that I should be ravenously hunting a job, but I just feel tired. I guess I should have some tea after all.

I’m a bit distraught today… I had all of these weird, crazy dreams about college because I read a few chapters of a new Bret Easton Ellis novel that Kelly lent me, The Rules of Attraction, before I went to sleep. These Madonna songs are all about relationship problems. I should listen to something more upbeat. I’m feeling like some Deep Dish.

Kelly and Christen were talking to me last night when I was over at their house about all of the drama relating to their guys and I couldn’t help but think out loud, “what’s the point?” In the old days, it was all about courtship leading to a long, boring marriage. And now? What validity does marriage have a social institution anyway? Almost everyone I know has been divorced. All this endless drama… the text messages, the exes, dating, money, arguments, miscommunications… is it all worth it? Do we have to just accept from the media that our sole purpose in life is to find somebody that we will get along with forever? Why can’t we find a better way to live?

I think that’s just Bret Easton Ellis talking. I don’t like the way he portrays his characters. It’s almost as if they are machines. They want sex and drugs and nothing else. And they never feel bad about anything… they never hesitate. They can’t stop the downward spiral. Wow, I really am in a dark mood today. I need some Earl Grey to perk me up.

All you need is 0

Wherever you go, there you are 1

Today was random trips on roads that never end on their own accord.

Realizing that I’m dating my best friend…does that make sense?

The car almost dying multiple times…lost in Natomas and North Highlands…endless straw fields…pickup trucks…airfields…endlessly straight highways with no name. Cars and trucks everywhere…on top of houses…trees…coming out of every access road imaginable. I was saved.

On and on and on.

Dollar store energy drink, soup and tacos lovingly prepared, Equilibrium, cuddling…more cuddling.

I think I am in love.

Blondes and near-death experiences 1

Today I combed through the job listings in the Bee, then went out to this one as a receptionist/office clerk at this car dealership on Fulton. However, the two people at the desk were big-boobed blondes…and then I realized how pointless that was. I got an app anyway though.

Okay. I had wanted to wait until I was back at home (I’m at Adrian’s) to write about this, but it can’t wait. Yesterday, I had wanted to watch some TV shows, so I loaded up Front Row on my Mac and went into the kitchen to procure some snacks. I ended up with some kind of dip and a half-full box of crackers. Satisfied, I went back into my room and started watching Aqua Teen Hungerforce…but for some reason I just didn’t find it funny any more. I was determined to watch it, and kept munching on the crackers from the box. I ate one that felt really strange and it sort of hurt to swallow it. Soon, I got lazy, and decided to dump the box of crackers onto my plate for some better dipping action. There was a glass-on-porcelain clink, and there in the pile of crumbs and crackers was a clear half-moon–the lip of a broken wine glass.

Flabbergasted, I thought back and remembered the “sharp” cracker and freaked out. Did I eat a piece of glass? I kept feeling sharp things in my stomach the rest of the night, but I wasn’t sure if they were psychosomatic or not. So that was my harrowing cracker experience.

The piece of glass is still sitting on my desk…I don’t quite know what to do with it. :(

And sitting on a box of tigers. 1

Yeah.

This time, you have to face your future 0

> Morcheeba – Everybody Loves a Loser
> Dandy Warhols – Love is the New Feel Awful
> The Cars – Dangerous Type
> Madonna – Secret Garden
> theSTART – Dirty Lion

I seem to have gotten my virtual machine to work again. However, it usually will work for a bit and then Dragon NaturallySpeaking will crash. If you’re reading this, that has not been the case. Yay!

I’m really not sure where to begin… I think I’ve gone the longest without posting in a very long time. There were so many fun memories: hanging out with Amanda, spending days with Adrian… Kelly’s incredible party on Saturday. I just can’t do them justice. In some ways, I felt that it was good to take a bit of a break from writing about my life. Blogging has the possibility of cheapening and conventionalizing the most incredible experiences.

I’ve been having some of those kinds of experiences for which there are no words… and I’m glad.

In other news, I got a Facebook account today. I’m not sure whether you will have to sign in to view my profile, but there it is. Well, I can’t believe that my voice recognition works. The company that makes the virtual machine released a new beta, and apparently with this version it works. I’m quite glad, because I spent $50 on the damn thing and it had better work… without it I would be powerless to write papers. Or, more importantly, document my existence.

I must admit it: I’m really falling for Adrian. And I can’t seem to think of anything to qualify that with.

The day that Amanda visited, I got a call on my cell phone from him. Basically, it amounted to a breakup call. It’s a long, heart-wrenching story that I would like to retell at a time when I have more energy, but I went over to his house after saying my goodbyes to Amanda. I don’t really know what I was expecting, other than to feel miserable. However, we talked about our relationship and how much we cared for each other and everything was all right again. I know our relationship has been rocky at times, but I feel that it’s for the best. He’s never been cruel to me, and we get along wonderfully in person. However, I want these things to stop where he gets irritable at 3 a.m. and I feel like he’s not going to talk to me again. I think we’re through that though. He always has the right thing to say (which, given that he’s five years older than me, should be expected), but he said this really beautiful thing about eliminating fear that I’m sure I won’t be able to quote correctly.

As for every other topic in my life, I am in high stress mode. I couldn’t even concentrate on Adrian the last hour or so I was there… I had to get out of the house and get my life together. I know I’m wasting time on the Internet right now, but in an hour I’m going to sleep with her and I’m going to get an application from every business within 3 mi. of here. Seriously. I have $28 to my name. My car insurance is expired. I am very, very close to failure. But I’m not going to let it happen.

I’m really new to this whole relationship thing it feels like… and I need to start budgeting my time better. I mean, when I’m with Adrian and we have fun and go do things and I love being around him, but I need to learn to not go on these three-day vacations with him. Not that I don’t enjoy every moment, but that’s not something that the responsible person that I need to be should be doing. I need to get up in the morning. I need the out there looking for jobs. Once I have accomplished this, me and Adrian can have midnight sushi all week long.

I’m going to be 21 soon, I need to learn some self control.

I was planning on watching this movie tonight, but the optical drive on my Mac Mini has decided to stop working. I think it’s a loose cable or something because when I jiggle it and restart the computer will usually detect the drive. I’m feeling totally exhausted tonight, but it’s a wonderful kind of exhaustion. Embers of memories bounce around my brain… rocking out to “You’re My Disco” with the gang at Kelly’s party… sipping on a milkshake at Denny’s at 3 a.m…myself nestled a hundred different ways in Adrian’s arms.

I have had so many things happen to me in the past two months I feel like I’m just going to explode. But when I waited so long for this… slaving away at College of the Rednecks, calmly explaining things to angry old ladies at work, cursing the universe for having no one around that I could date…and now that everything has come true I’m just overwhelmed.

And it’s a wonderful thing.

Youtubed. 0

(Me being a straight guy)

(Amanda filming)

(So funny!!!)

Tuesday 0

It’s August 8…almost two months since I moved down here. I’m here on Adrian’s computer, we just woke up a bit ago. I met a few of Adrian’s exes last night, we all went out to the Denny’s on Manzanita and hung out.

They were pretty cool people and it wasn’t as harrowing as I would have though. However, we didn’t get to sleep until well around 5 a.m.

I went to the college with Adrian yesterday and waited a few hours to see a counselor. They told me about the same thing that I thought, that I needed a lab science, a physical science, and a math to graduate. I registered for a biology class but the others were full. I need to investigate my choices further, but I wanted to have at least one class in line for the semester.

Paying for it is going to be another matter entirely. I think I’m going to call my dad and beg for mercy.

I (heart) Adrian.

I brought him over to my grandma’s house two days ago and my grandma was all nice to him, even after that incident. I think it was because her boyfriend Orrin was there. She’s nicer than anything when he’s around. She even made us sandwiches and ice cream. I hope he’s there when I go over there today. I need to go and get more job applications.

My car insurance ran out on the 7th…I need to get my grandma or somebody to renew it for me…but I feel guilty. I blew all the money that my mom gave me on frivolous things like my new iSight and copious meals at Denny’s. Well, I’ll ask my grandma if she’ll do it. If not, it’s a life of crime for me.

Anyway, today I’ve allocated to go get more applications.

My mom keeps saying all this crap about how my school should be the most important thing, but um…how am I going to pay my insurance and such? I think I might just give up this part time job thing and get a full-time one…just so I can save up enough to pay for my classes. That would sort of be like giving up on my education though…I don’t know. I should have that talk with her.

Well, I can’t think of anything else to talk about…I should go. I’m going to attempt to post more often…my voice-rec is out of commission and my wrists have been acting up lately, so I think I’m going to start doing little audio posts in the meantime between real posts.

Hasta luego.