I didn’t expect to post again until Monday, but there are somethings I want to share.
- My car: it’s fixed!!! I feel like I have my independence back. It took a big chunk of my paycheck and a Friday afternoon spent sipping free hot chocolate in the waiting room of a Honda dealership, but it’s taken care of now.
- If you follow me on twitter, then you know that I spent my Saturday in the library, finally getting things done. This probably doesn’t seem significant if you haven’t read this post. I was able to write two fairly minor papers, but just to sit down and write felt really good. I feel like I’m finally gaining the momentum I need to get through the bigger and scarier tasks that wait ahead.
- Because I was so productive on Saturday, I took some time today to go for a walk around town and take some pictures. This is a thought I had: “Wow, there are so many amazing trees around here. Wait, when did I start caring about trees?” I also had fun taking pictures of all the political signs in the yards. No, I did not only take pictures of the signs I agree with; those were the only signs I came across. I live in a very liberal college town in California.
- While I was on my walk, I got a call from my dad. He started off by saying that he thinks he caught whatever I had when we spoke last weekend. (You might remember I was throwing up.) He’s been sick and unable to work out all week. I said, “Well . . . I think I had a hangover, so you didn’t catch that from me!” He thought that was hilarious; my family members, especially my dad, brother, and sister, take special joy in my drinking. I guess because I’m usually such a goody two shoes. In my defense, I didn’t immediately recognize what was going on, because I’ve never had a hangover so bad and I really didn’t drink much. I steered clear of alcohol this weekend, because I never want to feel like that again.
- My dad and I moved on to talk about the Supreme Court decision in Connecticut to legalize gay marriage. Then my dad tells me this little gem: Friday, he was going to get his hair cut after work, but there was a line, so he headed down the street to a bar to pass some time. He’s sitting there chatting with some people, and then a woman (I think the bartender) leans in close and asks him if he knows he’s in a gay bar. He says, “No. I thought this was Benchwarmers.” She says it used to be, but it’s now a gay bar. He says, “Oh, okay.” She says, “I just wanted to let you know, since you’re older . . . .” He’s like, “Well, I just wanted to enjoy a beer on a Friday evening. Is it okay if I stay?” She responds, “Of course. I just thought you might be offended.” He says, of course he wouldn’t be offended and finishes his drink. But, he was offended. Not one of the guys in the bar hit on him! I said, “maybe they knew you were straight, though you do have really nice fingernails.” I love my dad; he gets himself into the funniest situations.
- I checked out tumblr for the first time a month or so ago when someone linked to my blog from there. It looked like fun, but then I clicked away and forgot about it. Last night I was moved to check it out again, and I couldn’t hold back. As if I don’t spend enough time on the internet and as if you don’t already know everything there is to know about me, I’ve decided to add one more avenue. You can check out my tumbleblog, where I’ll mostly be posting quotes and pictures and links to things I’m interested in, but don’t want to flood this blog with. If you too are looking for more ways to pass time on the internet, then go ahead and join me!
- I’ve been tossing this idea around in my head for a while, but I’ve decided to start a separate blog about running–more specifically, me getting back into running. I’m not sure exactly what I’ll do on this blog, but join me if you’re interested. If I end up talking to myself most of the time, then that’s okay too. This week, it begins at runningtoreachyou.com. I obviously have no creativity when it comes to domain names or blog design.
- At the very real risk of sounding like a middle schooler, I’m going to tell you–because I desperately need to tell someone–that I just found out through facebook pictures that this guy I had a terrible, consuming, embarrassing, can’t make words come out of my mouth when he’s around crush on a couple years ago, who moved away last year, was back in town this weekend for a wedding, and surprising to myself, I don’t care. It took me a really long time not to care, and it’s a relief to finally be there.
- Ah, and I was successful in my quest to post more links that I ever have before.
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Haha, that story about your dad made me giggle! But, I think gay dudes DO know which men are and are not straight. So, they probably didn’t bother, lol!
And I’m glad Connecticut is following in Massachussettes and California’s footsteps!
i’ve been trying to have more links too. i feel like people get bored if there is nothing for them to click on.
i still facebook stalk some of my old crushes. it’s embarassing.
Haha, I love your dad. That is hilarious, though interesting. I may be straight, but I also find myself complimented when I know that a gay guy is attracted to me.
I loved the story about your dad as well! I’m really enjoying your blog. However, I’m now nervous that my own writing style, grammar and punctuation will be critiqued (even in the comments). I was a copy editor for a while, so I know where you’re coming from, but I’m still a bit intimidated.
I tried to tell the story exactly like my dad did: very dry and straight forward. He cracks me up.
Liz: I didn’t even have to stalk! It all appeared in my news feed. Not that I’m above facebook stalking.
Ellabee: Please don’t give that a thought. I’m not a grammar snob, and I make mistakes all of the time. If you were a copy editor, then you’re probably miles ahead of me! Thanks for checking out my blog.