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February 28, 2005
Getting To Know You
Hi-jacked from Smitty
First Name:
Jim
Were you named after anyone?
My Great Grandfather
Do you wish on stars?
Yes
When did you last cry?
Watching ER
Do you like your handwriting?
Yes, thank you catholic school
What is your favorite lunchmeat?
Turkey
What is your most embarrassing CD?
I have no shame of my love of music, ok, Annie
Have you ever told a secret you swore not to tell?
Yes
Do looks matter?
Well, other people's do
How do you release anger?
Talking, and masturbating(not at the same time)
Where is your second home?
An AA meeting
Do you trust others easily?
No
What was your favorite toy as a child?
A little sailboat
Do you use sarcasm a lot?
Do I use sarcasm? OH yes, and very well.
Favorite movie(s)?
Girls will be Girls, Posiden Adventure, the Sound of Music
What are your nicknames?
Gex, Jimmers, whore
Would you bungee jump?
Already have
Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?
Nope
Do you think that you are strong?
In ways that matter, yes
What is your favorite ice cream flavor?
Cookies and cream, or anything with peanut butter
What are your favorite colors?
Brown black, blue, green
What are you listening to right now?
Damien Rice
Last thing you ate?
chicken fingers
If you were a crayon, what color would you be?
Flesh
What is the weather like right now?
Over cast
Last person you talked to on the phone?
A client whose mother takes drugs
Do you like the person who sent this to you?
Stole it, but like Smitty
How are You Today?
Good, little hungry
Favorite Drink?
A good cup of coffee
Favorite Sport?
Soccer, watching hockey, love rugby players
Hair Color?
Brown
Eye Color?
Green
Do you wear contacts?
Nope, 20/20 bitches
Favorite Food?
Asian stuff
Last Movie You Watched?
Y Tu Mama Tambien
Favorite Day Of The Year?
May 19th
Scary Movies Or Happy Endings?
Happy endings
Hugs Or Kisses?
LOVE kissing
What Is Your Favorite Dessert?
Anything without coconut
Living Arrangements?
Right side of a duplex near Lake Calhoun with my two kitties
What Book(s) Are You Reading?
Bio of Catherine de Medici
What is on Your Mouse Pad?
N/A
What Did You Watch Last night on TV?
Part of the Oscars
Favorite Smells?
Gucci Envy, a hot sweaty guy
Rolling Stones or Beatles?
Beatles
Do you believe in Evolution or Creationism?
A bizarre combination of the two
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February 24, 2005
Adrian Grenier is my new mystery dream date
I love this guy, and I mean on a truly spritual level. If he were in a horrible car accident I would stay with him, giving him sponge baths and nursing him back to health. As long as his face stayed so frigging pretty, I mean even love has its limits.
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My plant is dying
I have a little pine tree, purchased at IKEA, which is not doing terribly well in the dark cave of my office. It received no tlc while I was in New York, and I think is committing suicide as a direct attack on me. The people I work with laugh at me for having little things on my desk, I have the dying plant, a couple of photographs and some gadget to mess with while I am on the phone. I find that I am better equipt to help people out if I keep my ADD busy.
After my usual Tuesday night meeting, I skipped the fellowship
portion (the meeting after the meeting) and went home to bed. Frank and Henry were a little bent out of shape that I was not there to play with them, but wanted to go to sleep. The are young, they will adjust.
Having cats has really made me take a good look at what type of parent I would be, apparently the type that would leave my young children at home with large bowls of food sitting out and would only change their diapers when the smell began to annoy me. That last part is a bit of an exaggeration, I clean out the litter box on a daily basis.
When I have gone to AA meetings outside of Minnesota, I am surprised by the outward lack of fellowship. There does not, at least at the meetings I have been to, seem to be a set place where people go after meeting. Here the real meeting starts after the formal meeting ends.
If you have experiences lets hear.
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February 22, 2005
End of the month always
End of the month always seems to get crazy at my job. Don't these people realize that I have blogging to do? I mean really.
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February 21, 2005
Misguided Hero Worship
I have enjoyed the writing of Hunter Thompson and am very sad that he was so tortured that suicide became an acceptable option.
Lets take a realistic look at his life though. Here is a man who took the amazing gift that he had and watered it down with booze and dope. It is sad that we will never realize the things that he could have done if he had not spent decades dulling his senses.
I know the drill, "he was able to write because of the drugs", "this is what made him creative", these are the kind of
arguments that have glamorized the wasted lifes of Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendricks, Jim Morrison, the list goes on and on. The sad part of this
is that Thompson, and many others, surround themselves with people who
claim they love them, while allowing them to slowly kill themselves.
I am greatly saddened at a life and talent wasted today, I mourn the loss of what might have been, but will not celebrate the choices this man made with his life. I will however celebrate the life of John Raitt! Here is a man who took his gifts and ran.
Here he is with the delightful Doris Day in the Pajama Game. Raitt also starred in Carousel, Oklahoma and Annie Get Your Gun, to name just a few. One of the greatest things he gave to the world was the rocking voice of his daughter Bonnie Raitt!
He will be missed, and celebrated.
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OH MY GOD!!!!!
Wrong, so very wrong. DO NOT OPEN AT WORK. It is hard to laugh while you are vomiting, but I managed.
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February 20, 2005
I hate Campbell Brown
Who is this idiot woman and how did she get this amazing gig on NBC?
She is the worst interviewer(is that a word?) I have EVER seen. I have decided today to start a letter writing campaign to get her fired. I will get started on this right after I finish my campaign to get the annoying and rude clerk at the Calhoun Square Borders fired. I think, knowing how quickly I respond to these outrages that she is pretty secure in her job.
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February 19, 2005
saturday night
saturday night, I am beat, recently I have found myself with a group of friends who are all either in relationships, or straight and with the stress of work(which has been kind of high lately) I am feeling kind of sorry for myself. My life is really good, full of rewarding things and great amounts of love from family and friends, yet I am focussing on the things that are not the way I want them to be. I don't like feeling this way.
So, as usual, I get trapped in the thought that one thing or another will fix what is wrong. Some person, place or thing will fix me. Funny, yesterday, when my world was pretty much the same as it is today all was good.
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February 18, 2005
Ms Simplicity
SO I am on the bus on the way to work this morning, and an elderly woman plops down in the seat next to me. Now let me take a minute to talk about public transportation. I am a man of ritual, and each morning I read the paper and do the crossword on my wa into work. I catch the bus at the Uptown transit station, where the route begins, so I get the same seat everyday. I don't like it when things are different, especially when different is an old talkative woman wearing a long puffy down jacket and reading over my shoulder!
Anyhow, a few minutes after sitting down, this crone interupts my reading to tell me that she admires how crafty I am with a needle and thread, sewing patches over the hole in my dungarees. Let me interupt my narrative to point out that the holey "dungarees" that I have on this morning are from the Armani Exchange, and sadly cost about what this woman gets from her SSI on a monthly basis. (OK I bought them way on sale, but for the story let's assume I am an idiot who pays retail.)
Back to my story, So this crone, congratulates me on being little miss simplicity pattern. I told her that I purchased these jeans like this, that these are "designer jeans". SHe than assumed that she had the right to lambbaste me for the next 10 blocks about being frivolous with my money.
bitch.
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February 17, 2005
I had the "pleasure" of
I had the "pleasure" of working at the Mall of America for three years
This is a place like no other. For those of you who have not had the xperience of visiting the mall, or MOA as those in the know call it let me fill you n on what you are missing.
There is a giant globe made of legos
Just look at how excited that lady is! MOA get a lot of visitors from other countries too. and does anything tire you out like the "miracle" of 5 GAP related stores under one roof, or the hidden mysteries of Underwater World?
There is one thing that people love to do at MOA, well two if you count being a total bitch to baristas, and that is EAT
and the lovely results of too many visits to the food court
Now they have released plans to expand the mall, perhaps to fit the enormous asses that fill it. In the expansion will be an NHL sized ice rink, for the striking national hockey league and disneys stars on ice! A giant casino, which will help me grow my business, two hotels and "european" shopping. All terribly exciting, no really it is.
Check out some of the new links I have, some very interesting blogs out there.
Speaking of interesting, look at Phillip, peeking through the curtains, a very nice way to wake up
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February 16, 2005
I need a vacation following
I need a vacation following my vacation.
Is that too much to ask?
I am hiring a cleaning lady. I am not sure if this is the height of laziness or grandiosity, but I just hate cleaning, especially bathrooms. It seems so grown up to have someone clean your house, but I have two kitties and hardwood floors and I am lazy. So I am taking a dinner out off my weekly budget and giving that money to someone to clean up my mess.
I am trying to post more pictures from my trip, but for some reason a couple of the pictures are jpg files, and I can't get them to post. Now I don't know a jpg from a jpg but I figure that it has something to do with that. Speaking of jpg, my initials are JPG and for the longest time I thought that jpg was a way of my computer personalizing my files. I often wondered where I had entered my initials. Hmm, not sure if I should really admit to that, but there it is.
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February 15, 2005
back to the grind
It was a little difficult dragging my ass out of bed this morning to come into work. I really enjoyed living the high life in NYC. Reality is a bitter fruit, and so am I.
Anyhow, now that I have let that go, I hit snooze a couple of times, played with the cats(we all missed each other) and then got started. It was nice to be back in a routine. Whenever a vacation ends it seems as if there is twice as much work to face, so it is already a busy morning, only time for a short post.
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February 14, 2005
the gates
The way the breeze would change the entire look of the park, how changes in light altered everything. Just as important was the way it brought people together. Everyone I saw wandering through the Park had this great look if glee on their face. It brought everyone together for something beautiful, this has not been seen in the country in a long time I think that Fredrick Law Olmstead would have been pleased.
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February 12, 2005
NYC I go years without you
Friday I arrived very early in New York, hell when you fly out at six am it is hard to not arrive early. After I dropped my bags off I did some wandering about. I am staying in Chelsea, 10th and 23rd area. Great neighborhood for looking at boys. I walked up towards Time Square, wanting to hit the TKTS booth, which I had forgotten does not open until 3. I love this city! When I am here I feel so comfortable, such a part of the energy, it is a very exciting place.
I had a meeting with a client at 1, that didn't really take long, she seems to be in agreement as how to handle her problem. After that I stopped in at the Banana Republic in Rockefeller Center. Holy Crap! What an amazing store. They have come a long way from hawking ghurka shorts out of a hand drawn catalog, that's for sure.
Ran in Matt Lauer outside of the NBC offices. He was a little busy, plus we do this cute thing whenever we see each other in public where we pretend not to know each other. It really is a delightful little lover's game. Fabain interrupted our moment by calling to tell me his plane had landed, so I headed back to Chelsea.
After a coffee and a bagel with Mrs. H. I hauled myself back to TKTS and bought tickets for La Cage aux Folles. For those of you who are not strangers to the TKTS booth you know how the line snakes around that island. For those of you who are not strangers to me you know how I do not enjoy waiting in lines. So there I am loitering around the exit, planning on a way to avoid waiting when I just through my shoulders back and walked in the exit. Now, as I am no stranger to entering what are commonly thought of as exits, I had a great deal of authority when I did this. A feeble attempt by the security guard to stop me was thwarted when I simply explained that I had just gone to the cash machine, as TKTS does not take credit cards. I felt like a young Obi Wan Kenobi (Ewan Macgregor, NOT john guilgood) as the power of my force moved him aside and the way was made clear for me. I am such a timesaver.
We met Fabian's friend John for drinks the headed off to the Marquis for the show. I saw the original production in 1983, I was very, very young of course, so I was excited to see how the had updated the show. Let's just say that I was not disappointed. The costumes, the makeup, the music, the lights! This is what a Broadway show should be. I think the most exciting part was that the actress playing Jacqueline, was Ruth Williamson. Now, Ruth Williamson will be immediately recognizable to those of you who are fans of Nip/Tuck. She plays the surgery addicted gorgon, Mrs. Grubman. I am embarrassed to say the I was not aware of her lengthy stage resume.I was terribly delighted by the playbill notes showing that she was the singing voice in Die, Mommie, Die, one of the cinema's greatest moments.
After the show we ate at 40X, a delightful little boite at 40th and 10th, where the actors, excuse me waiter/dancers, all looked as if they were on their way to a Falcon audition, I think I recognized one. We chatted with the owner, Scott, who was telling us about a new place he is opening, 40 1/2, sounds like a great morning stop, and if they food is half as good as our dinner it will do very well.I am having some difficulty connecting with the wireless at the Tate, so I have to find a coffeeshop with wireless, so that I can post. So much to do Friday!
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February 10, 2005
Wonderful for a Honeymoon
Another wonderful day in New York. Started out with a little cup of coffee at the Big Cup, it was looking to be a busy day, and I needed to be sure that I had enough fuel to make it through. Mrs. H. had plans in the morning, so I headed off to explore.
I had passively planned on doing some step 10 work while I was here, so I headed over to NYU to find an old friend who I owned an amends. It was very nice to see her, and fulfilling on my part to make the amends, but let's just say that she was not as pleased with the entire experience as I was. I have to admit that looking back it was unfair to just show up at her office unannounced, leaving her unprepared to face wreakage of years ago, but it is done.
Then it was off to find the new Aero shop. I am a huge fan of Thomas O'Brien and I wanted to check out his new shop. I was not disappointed, it really is a beautiful shop, and I had the extra perk of bumping into Tom himself. Like Matt Lauer, Tom and I play this really quite adorable lover's game, pretending that we don't even know each other. Hell he was so good yesterday he acted as if he didn't even realize that I was in his shop. I was asking empty questions about a light fixture which I had no intentions of buying, and he breezed past me, barely knocking me out of the way with the box he was carrying. I tell you, he had best prepare himself for some evening!
A phone call announcing the arrival of fellow Minnesotan Richard, brought us back to Chelsea. Mrs. H needed a little nap, she really no longer has her youth you know,so I Richard and I set off on our own. After a morning in SoHo it was a cultural change to head up Fifth Ave. It was very exciting to see Arthur Miller doing a bit of shopping at some very fancy boutique, made even more exciting by the fact that he had died the night before. I tell you New York is a magical place.
With time for a disco nap past, and having eliminated the possibilities of pharmaceutical assistance, I splashed some water on my mug and headed out the door for another evening on the town. Some of you may want to sit down before you continue reading, especially if you live inSeattle, it was a very exciting evening.
We all met for drinks at the amazing home of Fabian's friend Bruce. This really was a magnificent home, and I am not saying this just to be reinvited. The view of the Empire State Building and the Chrysler Building was the stuff of movies. We went to dinner at Giorgione, a little place owned by one of the DeLuca's, of Dean and DeLucas fame. That fat Italian guy from the Sopranos was there, and this really sexy English guy whom I practically stalked. I was a wonderful meal. Bruce had to make an early evening of it, so after dinner he headed home. This, of course gave us the opportunity to talk about him freely.
Since I know he reads this blog (hello Bruce), I will be discrete in my narrative of the conversation. Truthfully I found Bruce to be quite charming and the entire evening up to this point remarkably civilized.
All that was soon to change however. As we walked down the stairs into Marie's Crisis, we burst into song, joining an already healthy chorus of On the Street Where You Live. Nothing says gay like being packed into a basement bar, belting out show tunes with a bunch of half in the bag New York transplants, who while wildy talented have all realized that their dreams of becoming "a star" have passed, and a couple of oddly proportioned women who are still hopeful that they will sleep with the guys who took them to prom.
This was a really fun time, doing essentially a staged reading of Pippin with this crowd. Hell, to be in a room where guys who not only were excited when I shouted Baby, but nearly popped a nut at the chance to sing any Maltby/Shire songs. Truly I was home.
Aft a quick stop at the Duplex, long enough to watch an homage to Phantom of the Opera that made "Just Jack" look like it was produced by Cameron Macintosh we headed home to get some well deserved sleep.
Tomorrow "The Gates"
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February 09, 2005
Damn Spam
This is an open letter to Vincent, Chloe, Angel, Seth, Bryan, Mason, Richard, Mackenzie, Allison, Patrick, Isabella, Devin, Cassandra, Aidian, Eduardo, Ariana, Travis, Colin, Shane, Dominic, Carson, Vincent, Kylie, Erica, Carlos, Rebecca, Alex, Nathaniel, Seth, Sophie and any one else who feels that they have a stock that would interest me so much that they should send me at least 8 e-mails pleading with me to not miss out on this excellent opprotunity. I am not interested, please stop sending me notices. I figure that my posting this will be as effective asa sending a reply to the 100's of e-mails waiting for me this morning in my work mailbox.
Alright, well that is off my chest. I feel a little better now.
So, I had free tickets to Sweet Charity last night, but decided at the last minute to go to my AA homegroup instead. Hell, I am going to New York tomorrow, I would like to be sober when I go.
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Vacation Eve
Kare 11 TV just ran a story about blogging. I am still trying to figure out what the point of the story was, apparently it is news that blogs exist.
I am finishing my packing for the weekend in New York. I am packing very light so that I can bring more stuff back.
I am so very proud of Dan, he celebrates a year in "the program", stop over and congratulate him. He has had a great year.
I am planning on giving a guided tour of my weekend, so check for updates.
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February 08, 2005
Rambling
I had a childhood friend, Adrienne, whose mother was planning on naming her Ruby Tuesday Atwood if she was born on a Tuesday. This was the same mother who taught me at 13 how to roll a joint and loved to have me ride my green schwinn banana seat bike over to her house, because I had amazing pot, but I digress.
Lindsay, a co-worker(now that the ham buying Nicole has moved on I will be focusing on Lindsay), is making this horrible sound at her desk. She claims an allergy to fruits and vegetables, but eats them anyway because she likes the way they taste. This morning, after shoving a chiquita down her throat she is sitting at her desk making a clucking sound in the back of her mouth. I am thinking about popping her in the face if she makes it again. Opps, there she goes, I am truly practicing patience today.
I am going to New York on Thursday and have done no laundry, really
made no preparations at all for my trip. Whenever my family would
travel anywhere my father would have all his clothes laid out four or
five days ion advance, checking a few times before packing. While my
mother would wait until the evening before, always ending up ill
prepared, having to buy new clothes everywhere we went. Well at least I know why I take after my mom.
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would you like to have
would you like to have
fun
fun
fun
hows about a few
laughs
laugh
laughs
I could show you a
GOOD TIME!
I love when friends call with free tickets. Even more when they are for the very first performance of a Broadway bound musical!
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February 07, 2005
I love it when...
I love it when my work week only has three days. Really I think that is about all I should be required to work. Don't get me wrong, I love my job. It is just that sometimes work gets in the way of my leisure activities.
Speaking of work, we are now addressing the problem of steroid addiction, and have attracted some national media coverage for the movement we are doing in this field. So often steroid use accompanies distorted body image and the diseases that are manifested by it, anorexia and bulemia.
Studies have also found that steroid users frequently find themselves abusing other drugs to address side effects of the steroids. If anyone needs motivation to control an eating disorder, I offer up Fabian and his giant sweet roll.
I went to Mission, for dinner on Saturday night with a gang of friends. It was a really great time and I cannot imagine a better way to mark 6 years of sobriety. Just another reminder of how full my life is.
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February 05, 2005
Today is a day for
I stated drinking and using drugs when I was 12 years old.
During the play Pippin, I was offered a heineken and a joint to share by the propmistress Barb. I finally felt accepted and connected to other people. I chased after that feeling for 20 more years, and never quite found it.
I experimented with a lot of drugs as I got older. Throughout it all the was alcohol too. I could always count on alcohol to help me forget.
There were good times, times I would never give up. Then there were other times that it would be ok to not remember.
ahh, the glamour of a couple of cocktails. Soon I was not getting far enough away from reality, so I decided that smoking and snorting drugs(along with the occasional "booty bump") wasn't enough, I need to get those drugs into me faster. I started shooting them.
Now I was really cool.
I found a group that I fit into so well that I was the only member. Well me and my drugs. If you were going to be joining me, you had better have drugs too and/or be incredibly well-endowed. My life had deteriorated to sitting in my bedroom, looking for sex on line, shooting dope and watching porn, good times.
What happened.
enough said.
What it is like now.
As of today, 2/5/05, I have been sober for 6 years. I am grateful everyday that I have had the opprotunity to live life on it's own terms. I have a great relationship with my folks, God love them for forgiving me all the crap I brought into their lives. I have great friends to whom I am accountable. I help people get sober, and stay sober, the greatest gift of all. Hell I answer my phone all the time now.
Today I want to send out some thanks to all the people who have helped me along the path of my recovery. I don't know many of the names, everyone I ever heard speak at a meeting, or sit quietly and listen. If you have ever been in the rooms, you have added to my sobriety. Here are a few of the names I know, forgive me if I left your name, I am still a little self absorbed!
David D, Fabian, Al, Dan, Matt, Scott, Scott, Andrew, Ashley, Barb, Becky, Bill, Bob, Brian, Bryan, Chris, Colin, Cormac, Craig, David B, David S, Frank, Jeff, Joe, John R, John H, Jon J, Kevin, Krag, Leo, Manny, Molly, Nicole, Nick, Patrick, Richard, Harris, Mike, Stephanie, Steve, Tim, Wayne, and everyone else.
Thanks.
My Creator, I am now willing that you should have all of me, good and bad. I pray that you now remove from me every single defect of character which stands in the way of my usefulness to you and my fellows. Grant me strength, as I go out from here, to do your bidding. Amen.
Have a great day.
It works.
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February 04, 2005
well it seems that eventually
well it seems that eventually all bloggers make one of these list so here are things about me.
1. I am adopted
2. Being adopted has never been a big deal in my life
3. I am a recoverying drug addict and alcoholic
4. I came out when I was 15, it didn't go over well.
5. I have one older brother
6. He is a narcotics detective and promise keeper.
7. We don't really get along all that well.
8. When I was 5 I met Ethel Merman.
9. I am an Eagle Scout.
10. It was in scouts that I first had sex with another person, my Patrol Leader Lance Ward, who explained what a blow job was when I was 12.
11. My mother has multiple scelrosis.
12. There were 7 people in my graduating class from high school.
13. I have been to every state.
14. I have two cats, but consider myself a dog person.
15. I have told 6 people that I loved them.
16. I meant it 3 times.
17. I worked as an audience plant for David Copperfield, during his "World of Illusion" tour.
18. My favorite city in the US is Boston.
19. My favorite city in the world is Sydney.
20. I live in Minneapolis, go figure.
21. I love to sing, people don't really like to hear me sing.
22. For about one year, I thought that "LOL" meant "lots of love".
23. One of my greatest moments was holding Elaine Strich's hand and praying.(it wasn't in church)
24. I love to fly, but am convinced that I will die in a plane crash.
25. A psychic once told me that I will die from a heartattack at 82.
26. I believe in psychics.
27. I know all the dialog to "Girls will be Girls" and "Valley of the Dolls"
28. I love to cook.
29. I hate to clean.
30. I have never lived anyplace where it does not snow.
31. I try to masturbate at least once a day.
32. I love all kinds of cheese, in most dishes.
33. I am crazy about post modern design.
34. I own a pair of shoes that Ms. Patti LuPone wore in Anything Goes on Broadway.
35. I like to spend time by myself.
36. I would rather wear Gap than Gucci
37. I am a packrat.
38. I voted for Ronald Reagan in the first Presidential election I could vote in.
39. I have never voted for a Republican again.
40. I wish I knew everything.
41. I miss my Nana Florence's oatmeal cookies.
42. Until I was 10 I slept witha white silk blanket named "blankie", I used to wrap myself in it and pretend I was a princess.
43. I cried in 6th grade when my mom wouldn't let me get a perm.
44. I buy every home decor magazine I find.
45. I have not been in the same room as my brother for 10 years.
46. I was at a sex party in DC in '94, and ran into an old boyfriend from Boston.
47. I love "Billy Elliot", everytime i watch it I get angry that my parents didn't encourage my love of the dance.
48. I tell a very funny story about the porn "Big River"
49. I have been thrown out of some very nice places.
50. I was fired from my first job for not sweeping properly.
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February 03, 2005
Yesterday was the birthday of
Yesterday was the birthday of my beloved Elaine Stritch
I am ashamed that I missed wishing her many happy returns on her actual day, but I hope she knows that she was, as always, in my thoughts.
Happy Birthday Elaine!
I loved hearing the democrats booing Bush during the State of the Union address. I wonder if even he believes the nonsense he spews? I was getting all worked up looking at the smug grin on Dick Cheneys face, so I kept thinking about his daughter muff diving, and somehow that made me feel better. I wonder if the Cheneys have a PFLAG meeting that they like to attend.
I am getting excited about my little trip to New York. I will actually have some free time on this trip and have so much that I want to try and fit in. I am going to hit some meetings, eat some great food, see some shows, do some shopping and hangout with some friends.
I gave up on my attempt to eliminate caffiene from my diet. I am a relapser. Damn.
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February 02, 2005
I really hate paying bills.
I really hate paying bills. I think that when it comes to gas, electric, phone, etc I shouldn't have to pay such things. Perhaps this is a bit grandiose on my part, ok it is completely grandiose, but there are a lot of shoes out there that I don't own yet!
I am much better at this today than I've been in the past. I mean my bills get paid today, but that doesn't mean that I don't resent paying them. I suffer from some entitlement issues.
It was so nice this morning, as I was crossing the Mississippi River on my way into St. Paul for work the sun was rising and it was bright orange. Probably has something to do with the heightened pollution levels in the Twin Cities right now,but it was still damned pretty.
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February 01, 2005
I got home last night
I got home last night after working out and a wonderful dinner at Dan's. There on my phone was a voice from the past. As a recovering drug addict there are people in my past whom I would really prefer stay there. God has different plans though, and sometimes brings people into my path for reasons that are unknown to me. So, last night I had a message from the guy I was living with and using with during my last, not terribly dignified, period of use.
These are not the times I like to focus on, but there is some reason that it is soundly appearing in my life.
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