Links
Archives
After a certain hour of the night thoughts can seem quite lucid. I move to capture them here before unconciousness steals them away.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Notch 2
Someone recently asked me if I still wrote to this journal, not that I let many know it even exists, but since they asked, I figured I'd check.
I think I do.
The reality is that I'm on MySpace now and it's a lot more rewarding to have all my friends who care to read about me able to 'subscribe' and receive notice whenever I write to read at their leisure, which I always appreciate.
The last post was about how I had hoped to have a sexual encounter and things just didn't go well.
Since then I have had two, one was intended to be a one night stand and was everything I needed it to be. The second was just a few days ago and was really more of all night and all day event and hopefully will be the first of many, I intend to have regular contact there.
Anyway, there are now two well earned notches in my bedpost. I don't really know the tradition well, is it supposed to be every time or every person and is it only if it's in that bed? Well for me it's every person and regardless of where it occured, because I'm still not comfortable having sex in my own apartment because of my prudish judgemental roommate(s).
Speaking of them, things are tumultuous at the moment. I don't know if I want my one roommate of 5 years to live with me anymore, he's being a real asshole to everyone that matters, Us his roommates, his parents, his real friends, and keeps having really shallow people over and snubbing everyone else. I'm REALLY starting to hate it.
The other current Roommate is a sublease for my old roommate who has moved on and away now to a professional career, he's a good roommate, a little loud but I sleep at weird times, but I don't think he could afford full rent, only the sublease rate he's at now. I'm recontracted for next year but these two aren't. I've got one friend already lined up for the fall, and can't wait to live with him, we're good friends and I appreciate him quite a bit, but the third slot is still in the air, it could be one of my current roommates re-signing or we have a third friend that has recently had to change his plans for the fall (read: break-up).
Work and School are fine and not at all noteworthy.
My family is well.
My sanity is pretty normal.
My stress levels are pretty good too, I really don't have much to write about.
Have you ever noticed that after really intense emotions, in this case it had to do with my romantic engagements, life just seems more vibrant? Today I was walking along a wooden boardwalk in some trees during 'hurricane' rains, it wasn't windy though and just a light drizzle and the colors of the wood and the trees were so bright and powerful, it really looked like a wet oil painting and felt like a glimpse of a paradise rainforest, it reverberated deep with me and made me think about the people I love and miss.
I think I do.
The reality is that I'm on MySpace now and it's a lot more rewarding to have all my friends who care to read about me able to 'subscribe' and receive notice whenever I write to read at their leisure, which I always appreciate.
The last post was about how I had hoped to have a sexual encounter and things just didn't go well.
Since then I have had two, one was intended to be a one night stand and was everything I needed it to be. The second was just a few days ago and was really more of all night and all day event and hopefully will be the first of many, I intend to have regular contact there.
Anyway, there are now two well earned notches in my bedpost. I don't really know the tradition well, is it supposed to be every time or every person and is it only if it's in that bed? Well for me it's every person and regardless of where it occured, because I'm still not comfortable having sex in my own apartment because of my prudish judgemental roommate(s).
Speaking of them, things are tumultuous at the moment. I don't know if I want my one roommate of 5 years to live with me anymore, he's being a real asshole to everyone that matters, Us his roommates, his parents, his real friends, and keeps having really shallow people over and snubbing everyone else. I'm REALLY starting to hate it.
The other current Roommate is a sublease for my old roommate who has moved on and away now to a professional career, he's a good roommate, a little loud but I sleep at weird times, but I don't think he could afford full rent, only the sublease rate he's at now. I'm recontracted for next year but these two aren't. I've got one friend already lined up for the fall, and can't wait to live with him, we're good friends and I appreciate him quite a bit, but the third slot is still in the air, it could be one of my current roommates re-signing or we have a third friend that has recently had to change his plans for the fall (read: break-up).
Work and School are fine and not at all noteworthy.
My family is well.
My sanity is pretty normal.
My stress levels are pretty good too, I really don't have much to write about.
Have you ever noticed that after really intense emotions, in this case it had to do with my romantic engagements, life just seems more vibrant? Today I was walking along a wooden boardwalk in some trees during 'hurricane' rains, it wasn't windy though and just a light drizzle and the colors of the wood and the trees were so bright and powerful, it really looked like a wet oil painting and felt like a glimpse of a paradise rainforest, it reverberated deep with me and made me think about the people I love and miss.
