Sunday, August 10, 2008

Emergency Room Visit

I had a major freak out on Saturday night and ended up in the E.R for 7 hours, taking a bunch of tests for what they were almost sure were blood clots in my lung.

I mass-texted many of my friends on Saturday night, but only because I really needed to take my mind off the mind-blowing pain. I'm okay now, more or less! Maybe that's the percosets talking...

Here's the deal: sat morning I started having pain in my chest that became more and more painful, finally wrapping around my chest and started affecting my back. When the pain made me cry and I couldn't get relief regardless of standing or sitting, John drove me to the E.R.

The docs thought I had either clots, something stuck in my esophagus, or extreme acid reflux. I have a history of stomach ulcers, got h. pylori (Oct 07), so they thought maybe it was gastro-intest. I also have had weird breathing difficulties, palpitations, etc., and even got tested for PH in 2005 (I had some symptoms, but thankfully it wasn't PH).

Each time I've been in the E.R. for breathing or chest pains, they've said "stress" or "muscle strain" (Chosto-condritis or something.) This time I had three doctors deliberate and run tests: EKG (for the heart), blood work (for the clots) and a chest x-ray (another for the clots.) They all came out clear--thank god! However, they don't know what's wrong with me.

They said it was probably a muscle strain (I"m not so sure about that) but they gave me pain killers and acid reflux meds. I'm a bit of a hypochondriac, but I also run myself into the ground with work, family, exercise, life, etc., and sometimes I get sick. Let's just say that my health is a work in progress but I'm okay now! Less stress, less caffeine and more percosets ought to do the trick!

I can't lay down and I'm afraid to eat because it might be acid indigestion or ulcer crap... but maybe it will get better as the day progresses. It's not too bad though. NOTHING like the excruciating pain of yesterday. :(

                            

Monday, July 07, 2008

It's been so long...

I haven't blogged in what feels like an eternity. Basically, I got really busy. WORK! WORK! WORK!

I spent the last week of May and every week in June working 70 hours/week (one week-100 hours!)  getting ready for a big Conference.

As a result of all this mayhem and work, I am now collapsing frome exhaustion. I can barely work out. I can barely get out of bed. It's been over 3 weeks since this event and I'm still recovering. I was fighting a cold but I feel like I'll be back to my old self tomorrow (I WISH and HOPE)

I haven't been this tired since I spent 3 months being the sole caregiver of a wonderful 14 year old girl (my neice drey-drey) it was hard work being a single-mom for the first time of a pre-teen and having to move to the 'burbs and learn all the ins and outs of teenage child-rearing. CRAZINESS. I also got a dog then too.

Anywho, I hope to emerge from my exhaustion like a butterfly out of a coccoon: with new wings and the ability to fly high!

For now, I"m taking it VERY easy and avoiding EVERYONE. I have dropped some TOXIC friends and picked up a new one. I am also spending a lot of time with my old and most favorite best friend John-John. Good times.

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I will blog when I'm finally back on my feet and working out like old times.

Oh, *ps* my carpel tunnel is off the chain. need PT too...

Friday, May 30, 2008

Sex and the City

I watched Sex and the City on Friday night. It was excellent! I brought 4 girls and 3 gays with me so we had fun.

It was very strange waiting outside of the movie theater before showtime, looking out for my friends who were running late. I was immersed in a sea of well-dressed, pointy-toed heels-wearing divas. So much attitude! I heard a lot of "bitch" and "no she didn't" well... I didn't hear these words exactly but people's faces looked like they could have been exclaiming these words. and by "people's" I mean, women and gay mens's. God, people were screaming at the screen during the movie--laughing, cheering, swearing...

The Chinatown theatre was showing Sex and the City on 6 different screens at the same time and there were two lines going for the two upcoming SATC movies. I was surprised by the droning and endless rumble of shoes and chatter. There were big groups of girls all dressed up in short skirts, cleavage-y tops, and big shoes. I got a couple of compliments from people as I walked by in my big platform Fornarina's. I dressed them up with a black skirt and hot pink halter--skanky but I was going for the "Samantha" look.

I don't want to give away the movie, but I was a little disappointed in the ending. Shit. I'm going to stop...

So watching the movie made me think a lot about my relationships with men. I have a "burger" (immature, hot, compatible in every way but sexually) a "mr. big" (masculine, fine tastes, "bigger than life") and ... gosh, I don't know where you would put my exbf who I have the most tumultous friendship/relationship with.

There's one exbf who i've been hanging out with A LOT recently and he is my favorite. He and I get along SO well and he is SO compatible with me in every way. I'm really glad he's back in my life as a friend and I can see ourselves having a lot of fun (until one of us starts dating someone else seriously and then we could get weird?)

Anyway, I'm holding back in this blog because I keep wanting to refer back to the movie but I can't give up plot points. All I know is that I ALREADY want to watch the movie again (which is good because a lot of my friends wanted to see it but couldn't do Friday night) YAY!

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Summer of Fun

May 16 - DJ Irene @ Fur

May 22 - LOTR Fellowship on HD screens PLUS ORCHESTERA @ Wolftrap

May 27 - Duran Duran @ Merriweather Post Pavilian

June 14 - Bad Boy Bill @ Fur (can't do much in June because of a work conference that's stressin me out NOW, a month out! but I'll make time to see BBB)

July 27 - Bob Marley Raggae Fest @ Wolftrap

but what Im REALLY looking forward to = Virgin Music Festival

Aug 9 - Dj Dan, Donald Glaude, Underworld (!), Ferry Corsten, Steve Lawler

Aug 10 - Rabbit in the Moon, Armin van Buuren, Moby, Richi Hawtin

(and yeah, there's Gogol Bordello, Wilco, KT Tunstall, Cat Power, Kanye West, The Offspring, and NIN!)

I love the summer time! Too bad there's no Nation in the Southeast for DJ's EVERY weekend. I'll get my fill of them at Pimlico. yay!

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Monday, May 12, 2008

I'm back!

I feel like I"m back! I'm going to go to sleep by midnight, get up at 6am, work out for 2 hours in the AM, work until 7/8 every night and FINALLY catch up on work and life.

I'm so excited!

I'm single, I'm NOT looking, I'm fine with being alone, and I'm happy that the weather is getting better. I'm almost 100% recovered from this cold and my apartment is practically perfectly clean!

yay!

Friday, May 09, 2008

Surprise Surprise...

I'm sick. I've been battling a cold all week. I've been trying to be careful and not to push myself. I even spent an entire day this week asleep. I even spent much of my time in Texas lounging around and keeping it light. I brought my workout clothes hoping for at least one trip to the gym with my niece Drea and Alex (it's what Drea and I do for FUN! nothing beats a workout and sauna relaxation)

But I was sickies and there was so much drama. I've had a ton of drama this week--but I survive!

I'm refinancing one of my two home loans and I'm hopefully, going to get a better rate and a couple of thousand more. I'll be sharing that with my family (more drama) but it's for a good cause because if your sister can't refinance her home and loan you some money when your ship is sinking, who will?

I'm currently getting used to living along in my apartment without the following:

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  • my old friend Briseyda (who was my roommate for 6 months)188623303301_1

  • my exbf Max (who used to be over ALL the time)

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Okay, I'm still his friend and this DOES seem a bit mean spirited. JUST because someone owns multiple guns, enjoys hunting, and prefers (PREFERS) to live in Virginia because of gun rights, DOESN'T make them a hick. However, he DOES identify as a red-neck jew... so if the gun fits...

I'm also in a workout rut because of my cold. I have'nt been to the gym in at least a week. Yup. It's been a week.

I'm also teaching a class at the second annual Learn-a-palooza Teaching Festival in Washington, D.C. It's a daylong festival where people in the community sign up to teach free workshops to anyone interested in the topics which include: dance like a burlesque dancer, get out a speeding ticket, and, ahem, "Fag Hag's Guide to DC: Finding Gays in DC." This thing goes down on May 10, www.learnapaloozadc.com

What else? I'm going to go see the special National Cathedral lights show tomorrow night. And um... I'm going to work on Sunday. Boo hoo. Everything will be better (work wise) after June 22... why? check this out:

www.phassociation.org/conference

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Wednesday, April 23, 2008

De-BEE: busy and seeking sweet things

I can't believe it's only Wednesday....

I did a million things in the last 72 hours...

    • Went to the gym three times
    • Housed a gay friend in need visiting from Boston
    • readied my house for a second gay friend,  visiting from Orlando
    • Prepared ready for Aris's return to DC from Seattle
    • Planned a birthday dinner for 20 close friends somewhere on Saturday
    • read (devoured) a book about divorce
    • refinanced one of my two condo loans
    • worked 35 hours @ the office (it's wednesday)
      spent time with three ex-boyfriends
    • read a book about IBS
    • took an improv class
    • booked a plane ticket to go to Texas to see my sister for my b-day

and basically spent ZERO time at home... phew! pant! *sigh*

can someone please hit me on the head with a 2 by 4 so I can slow down?

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oh, and I let McCain feel me up. he kept screaming, "who's your rogue republican! I'm the big daddy maverick! yeah. war, man. war."

Friday, April 18, 2008

Stress and IBS

I haven't had a normal shit in weeks. Literally, I've had burps and gas come out of me CONSTANTLY for the last 4 weeks. Go ahead and get grossed out, but this is truly ANNOYING for me to have to live through.

It's likely irritable bowel and if so, it's not life-threatening and it's not progressive. However, it's a big pain in my ass. I have to minimize the following foods: saturated fats, salt, dairy, spicy foods, caffeine, sugar/fructose (even the natural shit that comes from FRUIT :(, and... certain kinds of FIBER!)

I don't even know what I can eat, so I'm kind of avoiding food right now. sort of. I'm just eating small bits of different things to see what triggers it. My stomach has on-and-off pain, bubbliness of a bad kind. But this is NOTHING to deal with compared to what's going on in Texas.

Stress can affect it to, so while I"m able to change how I eat, I have to figure out how to destress.

The kind of stress I have in my life is NOTHING compared to what my sister is going through. I would rather have an ulcer and this IBS shit going than have what my sister is going through right now. I would rather ALWAYS have pain in my stomach than the kind of pain that she's going through in her heart.

I'm not going to go through any details, but I wish I could help my sister out in some way. I'm sure if I could, I would make us both feel better somehow! I hate worrying about her. I have no idea what to do for her from DC. I'm going to visit though, at least...

Friday, April 04, 2008

Susan... 2 years later.

Today is the anniversary of my dear sister Susan's death. I feel like writing about how special she was:

1) Susan lived each day to the fullest. Sounds like a cliche but she actually indeed did live for the moment and for the fun of life. She went to Vegas as often as she could, she spoiled all the children in the family with gifts/time/attention, and she showed her love to family and friends as often as she could. She would give gifts for no reaon and take you out for cheesecake to celebrate YOU.

2) Susan made you feel so damn special. When you spent time with her, she made you feel like you were her soul sister, her best friend and the only person in the world. A day of fun with her would be the best day of your life and a typical day for her. Susan and I went to Knott's Berry Farm on my 15th birthday and there wasn't anything she wouldn't do for me. Whatever souvenir I wanted to buy, whatever ride I wanted to go on, whatever boy I wanted to follow, she acted like it was the best idea in the world.

3) Susan loved you, even if you pissed her off. She had nothing but love for even her enemies. My sister Jennifer said it best, "even when she's mad at you, she sitll gives you a present. only this time, she would give you a smaller box of chocolates instead of a big huge box of chocolates and when she gave it to you, she would let you know that it would have been bigger but that she was mad at you"

4) Susan was full of energy and life. Her personality would come through the door first, then her big flaming red hair, then her brightly colored clothes... you could hear her coming from a mile away. Here was someone who walked into a room with laughter, screams, giggles, loud yelps and hugs for everyone.

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5) Susan was a daredevil, a rebel and an independent thinker. She did what she thought was right and followed her heart. One could call her impulsive but I know that she was always following her instincts. I remember the day she pulled up to the family house in Cerritos, clad in leather pants, big hair, on a Harley Davidson, sitting behind an older, native american man with long hair in the front seat. She was so bad-ass. She taught me about dream catchers, wolves and native american spirituality!

6) Susan poured her heart and soul into her music and was extremely talented. Even though she sang country, I still enjoyed her music. She lived with abandon, crooned passionately, and danced to the beat of her own drummer (for reals)

7) Susan loved monkeys. It was the strangest thing. She loved loved LOVED monkeys. She had at least a hundred monkey stuffed animals. She had monkey watches, jewelry, pillows, slippers, even sound-activated electronic toy plush monkeys that jumped and hollered with noise.

8) Susan loved fantasy movies, especially The Labyrinth with David Bowie. She thought he was so hot. She loved the music, the puppets, the beauty in the scenery and the chase between the lead character and David Bowie's Goblin King.

9) Susan did not live with inhibition. She came to my Junior High Lip Sync contest and screamed profusely while me, my friend Wendy and other friend Kavita danced and sang to Arcadia's Election Day on stage. We were decked out in white faces, black wigs, black lipstick, trying our hardest to look like Siouxsee (and the Banshees.) Everyone was quiet in the Auditorium Hall from shock, but then came Susan, SCREAMING at the top of her lungs in support. People noticed her more than me and my friends on the stage. I think at one point, someone thought to call a medic.

10) Susan was HILARIOUS and fun. Susan would come over to the house and we would cry laughing about something stupid. Every picture I have with us together we had tears in our eyes from laughing so hard. My stomach would hurt so bad. We would tell hilariously dirty jokes, make fun of my sister Jennifer (then-at the time--a mortal enemy of mine) or imitate someone stupid. She had a way of delivering a joke that was leagues ahead of me. I might make people laugh, but it's a rare person who can make me cry laughing and Susan did it EVERY TIME I saw her. We would quote the Labyrinth, make fun of someone, or just sit around and talk nonsense about ANYTHING.

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I miss her SO much. She loved the movie Alladin, and I realize that she is TOTALLY THE GENIE... generous, living for others, high energy, full of love, full of compassion, hilarious, youthful, loyal, a party in a person! I wish things would have turned out differently for her.

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"You ain't never had a friend like me"

Monday, March 31, 2008

2008: First Quarter Recap

This is how the 2008 has gone down so far:

January

Got serious with Max.
Got on birth control pills for the first time in my 30 years of living.
Ended my friendship with best friend because of a moment of SEVERE disrespect.
Aris moved to Seattle :(
Battling a cold from holidays in Los Angeles.
Gym = rare because of a cold that never ends.
Work is not stressful.

Scale of one to four stars, * = lame, ****=awesome

Romance: ****     Work: ****     Gym: 1/2*     Friendship: *    Family: ****

February

Went to NYC to see old friend and her dog.
Had a great v-day with Max.
Got off of birth control pills.
Max fixed my condo’s wireless and cleaned up my computer.
Became friends again with Bri (this time a bit wiser about her.)
My family in Texas had one of their BIGGEST family emergencies EVER.
Fought with Max and ended it.
Work became stressful towards the tail end of the month.
Slowly started ramping up my frequency to the gym.
Got a kick-ass haircut.
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Romance: **     Work: **     Gym: **     Friendship: **   Family: 1/2*

March

Went to Texas for work but didn’t get to see my family.
Gym is in Full Swing, going at least 5 times a week.
Situation in Texas with family is still difficult, but not a total cluster f*ck.
Miss Aris.
Became friends with Max and discovered this is much better!
Got massage from old ex-bf and it was hot. But nothing happened. Which was good, in the end (but not quite in the end... lol).
Totally sexually frustrated.
Work is CRAZY busy.
Partied at last Drum and Bass monthly at Five w/ Roz.
Got a perm. VIP pass to Buzz@ Fur.
Friends with old Ex-bf and ex best friend John, now planning ons eeing Duran Duran and potentially going to Starscape w/ him! (finally a friend who enjoys electronica and partying!)

Romance: 1/2*     Work: *     Gym: ****     Friendship: ***    Family: **

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

my friend Aris

Every now and then one of my friends will do something that makes me very happy. He or she or zhe will remind me that I DO have a lot of good friends who care and don't expect anything in return. I hate all this tit-for-tatting quid-pro-quo shit that I"ve seen to come across recently.

Anyways, my friend Aris is ever so lovely. I thought I would lose touch with him because he's in Seattle but he and I have been in touch almost daily. He reads my blogs, asks about my life, and has good advice that he doles out without judgement! I know that he cares and that distance will not separate us as friends.

When I stopped drinking altogether it became very apparent to me who my friends are!

I raise my glass to all of my wonderful friends ;0)

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

the simple life

My life currently consists of the following:

  • working out
  • crossing off movies and getting through my Netflix Queue
  • lusting over James McAvoy
  • reading completely random books
  • trying to keep up with the 4 different weekly news subscriptions I got when I needed to do something with my freq flyer miles
  • trying to figure out what to do with my growing list of ex boyfriends... do I really need to have them as friends? Fuckin' Max. He's the only one that's really getting on my nerves.
  • Finding excuses not to do my taxes
  • Figuring out who my friends are (it's a shrinking list)
  • Figuring out who *I* am
  • Working out

Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Perfection is...

This man, especially his character (looks, dress, personality, depth, looks, looks, looks...) in Atonement.

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Merrrrrrow!

His physical appearance AND the character, Robbie, that he portrays in Atonement, reinforces the kind of guy that I could go to jail for:

  • Thick, dark brown, wavy hair
  • Bright, Blue eyes
  • pale face
  • euro-UK-centric
  • Tight, athletic
  • emotional, deep, loving, strong-willed, passionate, intelligent, confused

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh... if only they made more men like him. *swoon*

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Wednesday, February 27, 2008

the other side...

Ever get so mad at someone that you run off to bitch to your friends and then they get this immensely skewed perspective of the person. Of course, in your anger you fail to also mention the good aspects of the relationship. Sometimes, on occasion, when you're REALLY pissed off, your mouth runs away with the momentum of your emotions and I'll start to blog negatively about your insignificant others. Oops, did I say "I'll" I meant, "you'll start to..." ?

I have been known to rant, rave, froth at the mouth and let my blog get the best of my emotions. It feels good to pour out the emotions. However, I Want to say that in defense of my current bf, there is a great deal that I did NOT mention about him and about our relationship.

Firstly, although I've known him since October, ours has been a turbulent relationship. He and I are VERY similar and we have never ever dated anyone like ourselves before. Is that right? I'm a different type of person, one he's never dated or even met before and he's a libertarian (I've dated them) but he's a libertarian WITH A BRAIN and his own thoughts!  We both thoroughly enjoy hanging out together  in spite some of the growing pains of our differences along the way. I'm overly attentive, affectionate, aggressive and intense and he is extremely laid back and passive. Maybe we're not good together, but we have fun regardless.

my only problem is that I haven't gotten action since... um... jeez. 2 weeks. I'm climbing the walls here.

back to my point, should a relationship be this difficult? I ALWAYS put up a major resistance when I first start dating someone. I don't know how to relax. I put the brakes on, start throwing out red flags... like the following:

1) He lives all the way in Dallas!

2) He's addicted to coke (true story)

3) He owns guns, "carries" in Virginia and is a registered republican!

4) He smokes, is a pot-head and has diabetes and complains that my 5k racing-ass is unhealthy!

5) He likes Dave Matthews!

6) He corrects my grammar!

How the FUCK am I dating these guys? Why do I let the dating move beyond the first date and turn into a full-blown relationships? Am I too open-minded? Is this why I'm constantly putting on the breaks? Guess which one Max is, of the above?  I never thought I could date someone with guns just by my sheer fear of them. Heck, I don't even like holding sharp knives. I like him SO much that I am trying to be accepting and hear him out. He's extremely interesting too.

Whatever happens, I think I'm going to cocoon myself in my apartment when I'm not at work. or at the gym. NO MORE MEN. NO MORE FRIENDS. I'm going into hiding until the spring. SWEAR IT!

Monday, February 25, 2008

Reunited with BF

So Max is back. I saw him today for dinner. It was awkward for me but not for him. He didn't see anything wrong with text messaging me when he got back from his trip. I told him that it had been so long since I had seen or heard from him that I forgot what he looked like.

I'm evaluating what I want in a relationship and I realize that affection is pretty important with me. He shows affection in very strange ways and not as often as I would like. I shouldn't be with someone who I'm wondering, half the time, what he thinks about me. It just isn't right.

My gut is telling me that if it doesn't feel right, maybe I should move on. My gut is also telling me that I might have had too much for dinner.

Of course, it might be the pills that are making me all emotional and sensitive. Sometimes, I get all sensitive and make a mountain out of a molehill. I should not forget the many reasons why I like him and the variety of ways he shows affection. for some reason though, I just wish he showed more signs of caring.

I'm going to try to relax about it, not think too hard and not ask for too much. Maybe we'll get into a better groove of things now that he's back. It's just obnoxious that I today is the first I've seen him since valentine's day.

oh well. whatever. I'll wait and see.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Boyfriend

I don't really have a boyfriend. I'm just beginning to realize this. He's has been away for the last 10 days, I haven't seen him in practically 2 weeks. We've barely spoken--just once--the entire duration of his trip. He returned and was in his house at 9pm this Sunday night. He wasn't arriving the airport at 9pm, he was at his house. And then he TEXTED me to say that he's going to sleep (at 9pm? at 9pm! asleep. at 9pm.) and will call me tomorrow. Doesn't even call me. Doesn't want to see me. I'm sure that he must be oh-so-tired from being on vacation, on a ski trip, to want to just go to sleep immediately after the long and arduous VACATION.

COP OUT!

Who does that? We've been dating since October and got a little bit serious in January when I got on birth control pills (which made me gain 5 pounds have 18 days of rag in a 30 day period--pun intended.) He's back and does not really seem interested in seeing me...

At this point, I think I would rather be alone. Is this what a boyfriend is all about? NO. I've never been in a relationship where the guy I was with seemed so detached. I don't actually feel like I'm in a relationship with him.

When he's with me, we have a great time and he's wonderfully considerate. It's just when we're not together that it seems like I don't really have a boyfriend--that he's not really involved in a relationship with me. He's never around on the weekend, I never know if or when I'm going to see him. I like to be spontaneous and flexible but never making plans is ridiculous.

I haven't seen him or heard from him in so long that I don't even feel like I have a boyfriend. I barely remember what he looks like.

Now that he's back, I'm dreading seeing him. Why? Because I don't even know how he feels about me. What does he think about me? Does he even miss me? This is a horrible feeling. I wish he cared about me. Doesn't that suck?

I'm taking a LONG break after this one and dating NO ONE. Maybe "gym" but he keeps fucking up my knees. and ankles.

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I can't get enough of this

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Hormonally Yours

Hey all,

My best friend lived through the night. There was a chance of her going into Acute Liver Failure (which has a one in three chance of death!) but she survived. THANK GOD!

She's in a hospital now and will be there for a while, but she's okay and hopefully will get the help she needs to be better.

I had lunch with a coworker today and saw someone playing on the downtown astroturf that reminded me of my best friend. I started to cry thinking about how she would come to my work and hang out and distract me. Then I realized that I've been a little emotional recently, very sensitive...

Well *duh*! Shit kind of hit the fan over the weekend, but something else was at play here....

I had to think about it all day long until I realized what could be affecting me... MY BIRTH CONTROL PILLS!

For the last 3 weeks, since I started my pills, I have had the weirdest cycle! I have spent more days ON my period than off. Now, that's not CONTIGUOUSLY, mind you. I had a week on, then a week off and now I'm back on--not a good sign... I don't mind this weird cycle except for the fact that I am EXTREMELY emotional because of it. Oi vey!

I thought the pill was supposed to regulate me but it has turned me into a big cry baby with a moment of extreme sadness each day... Today I saw was watching Grey's Anatomy (DVD) and a woman reminded me of my mom and THAT made me cry. I'm telling you, I RARELY cry and with the help of FemCon FE  I seem to be making up for it in abundance these last couple of days.  Maybe I am a wild beast that cannot be tamed by a daily dose of estrogen and progesterine (or whatever they put in "the pill")

Changing the subject, I moved around the furniture in my apartment. Totally rearragned everything: the "Bedroom," living room... the whole nine. if there were movable furniture in the shitter that would have been moved as well. I love three-day weekends.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

my best friend is in trouble

Someone I love is in critical condition right now. I don't know much of what is going on, but I know that she has overdosed on her own antidepressents and she even took some of her sister's meds. Her dad found her in the hallway passed out. She had her stomach pumped at the ER, but they say that she has too much ammonia in her body and could go into liver failure. She would have to be transferred to another hospital to get dialysis.

I'm really not sure what this means for her. I'm scared. She's in ICU. They're going to see what happens in the next couple of hours.

Friday, February 15, 2008

favorite things...

I haven't done this list in a while. Here are my top 10 Things in life that are making me happy right now:

1) Pandora Radio--great uninterrupted music that changes depending up

2) My own WiFi connection that is secure comp AND WiFi connection)

3) Having NO roommates. freedom. walking around house in anything (or nothing) I want to wear (or not wear)

4) Three day weekends

5) Drea's on facebook--more fun! more inside-joke dropping

6) The Office, Season Four on Nbc.com (no netflix needed!!!)

7) Random weekends in NYC. I'm totally going back ASAP

8) Zappos.com -- I've known about it, but I hearty heart heart heart it

9) Oranges from Whole Paycheck

10) Newly designated One-Way streets of Kalorama, Euclid, 17th Street--This can mean only one thing: The NEW Harris Teeter is ALMOST HERE :0) :0) :0)

I'm so easy! Shut up.

Sunday, February 03, 2008

Bull shit! and more Bull Shit!

I just realized something. I put up with a LOT of bull shit. A TON OF BULL SHIT.

Right now I realize that I excuse a lot of disrespect towards me. I have been in an abusive friendship with someone who I mentor, support professionally, and allowed to live in my apartment for 5 months rent-free to help her while she job searched in DC.

I know I may come across like a loud-mouth, hard-headed, stubborn, know-it-all, who doesn't put up with shit and calls people out. But seriously... Sometimes, I allow people who are close to me to walk all over me!

I am so SO mad at this one person. She is condescending, disrespectful, and abusive as a friend.

I have made every excuse in the book for her behavior. "Oh, she's insecure" or " she's competing with me" or "she's strange and nobody's perfect" or "she's different and that's why I like her..."

enough of this shit! She has reached my threshold for abuse which is high, given what I had to go through to work at a certain feminist organization for five years.

I'm SUCH a bleeding heart liberal. I allow relativism to make a doormat of me. I excuse bad behavior and take the high road. I never stick up for myself.

I would rather be ALONE than have this kind of friendship.  She makes fun of me, of how I dress, who I date, how I interact with people. She is condescending and constantly giving me unsolicited advice on EVERYTHING. She tells me that she tunes me out for the most part when I'm talking to her.

I haven't spoken to her for a week and I am better off for it.

Grrrrrrr!

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Who are my friends? Really!

"If I were your sister, I would do anything in my power to save your life"

My so-called best friend left me a note along with a "12 Steps from Alcoholics Anonymous"  book  on my kitchen counter while I was away at the gym.

Sounds like I need an intervention, right?

If you know ANYTHING about me, you know that I don't drink alcohol. I don't do drugs. I haven't had an alcoholic drink in the last 2 years, 5 months, and 27 days... spoken like a true recovering alchy!

But seriously--I've stopped drinking ever since someone slipped a roofie in my drink during my sister Jennifer's wedding and I ended up in deep shit (old readers and friends: remember THAT blog, the morning after?) Watch 28 days and you'll see me on the screen as the main character.

How can someone who is my BEST FRIEND think I have a drinking problem? I have spent most of my after work hours and weekends with (when I'm not canoodling with Max) I go to clubs, bars and restaurants with her and NEVER so much as hint at wanting a drink.

Here's what happened in the hours leading up to her hilariously-off-kilter note:

Bri used to see me virtually daily. She came over last Saturday morning because I offered to cook her brunch. I woke up feeling groggy (overslept) and in a bad mood, so she tells mem  that something is wrong and asked if I had been drinking the night before.

Oh, hell-to-the-no!

So we hang out during the day after brunch and it's uncomfortable. My unease from oversleeping and overworking of the week caused her to misinterpret my behavior and react with quiet, awkward behavior of her own. At one point she tells me that she's especially psychic today--because it's her period--and that she knows something is going on more deeply inside of me. She then says that I need substance abuse counselling. Then we both got silent (because I found her assertion really off-base and shocking for someone who I thought knew me better than that) This day spiralled into us ignoring eachother until we departed from Dupont Metro (I headed to gym and she went to Whole Food in the opposite direction.)

I went to the gym, spent some time with my old friend Chris (aka Spinach Dip) and came home to dsicover the treat on my kitchen counter.

It's like waking up to find a lover sleeping next to you who has no idea who you are. It was the weirdest thing.

I asked for my comforter back (that we used when I helped her take my TV to her apartment--I had an extra one that I offered to her) and she left it in my condo with her spare key and security card.

I am sad to have lost a friend, but apparently, it was someone who I was superficially attached to--someone who really REALLY didn't know me. In spite the fact that SHE LIVED WITH ME FOR FIVE MONTHS! Isn't that craziness?

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Happy Anniversary Roe v. Wade

I'm in a funny place when it comes to abortion rights, feminism and Roe v. Wade. Right now I haven't done ANY kind of political activism in a long time. it feels like FOREVER since I sat outside in a high-traffic place with a clipboard and a need to collect signatures. Haven't been to a MoveOn house party in ages, nor have I even heard of any going on. The most I've done is watch Sicko, but I could barely stomach the first two minutes of it.

Now it's the Anniversary of Roe vs. Wade and I barely have ANYTHING to say on the subject. Okay, it's been under attack.  But I honestly thought that with the nomination of the young, conservative John Roberts for the Supreme Court, for the HEAD of the Supreme Court, no less, that we would see the overturning of Roe vs Wade. Well of course that didn't happen because that would have been political suicide, HOWEVER the Supreme Court judges have lifetime appointments so they couldn't give a fuck about their popularity. Look at Clarence Thomas... he doesn't give a flying arse about ANYBODY. He just sits on that court and has NOT ONCE asked a question in a court case. Not even Gore v. Bush.

Anyway, it's the 35th Anniversary of Roe v. Wade.  Although I haven't done anything activist or political on it, I HAVE exercised my right to an abortion. Not MY right, but I did help someone make the decision by being there with her and sitting for 5 hours in the planned parenthood on 16th and K. I also subsidized her drugs post-abortion.

She's a mid-30s, working professional woman, and she needed an abortion like she DIDN'T need a child.

In sum, I am now a part of the overwhelming population that DOESN'T take action on abortion rights, and DOESN'T live/sleep/eat reproductive rights news/politics, BUT I'm also a part of the public that DOESN'T take this right for granted.

Now that I am no longer working at the feminist majority, I find it strange to live below the figurative reproductive rights beltway, but now I see how this issue can be far removed from a person's life until they need it.


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Monday, January 07, 2008

Weekend of Fun

It's only Monday, but I already have my sights on the weekend. Why?

Because my dueling banjo-blogger of a friend, Farmer, is coming to town! The last time he was in DC (and I was also in DC) we partied like nobody's business and had some crazy times with weird, lame and interesting people around the city. We partied on a school night and still had fun (this city is lame!)

Plan A: Farmer is too tired to dally in the dell (he'll be driving from North Carolina)
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Saturday afternoon:
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  1. Movies in Theater (Arlington Cinema and Draft house) or @ home on DVD
  2. Sleep

Sun AM:

  1. Dim Sum
  2. Gym
  3. Farmer jumps on horse and herds his cattle to greener pastures

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Plan B: Farmer has enough energy to use his ho (just kidding!)
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Saturday afternoon:

  1. National Cathedral, Basilica, and other of my favorite DC touristy locales
  2. Food somewhere in city
  3. Party in Dupont with the homos
     
  4. Sleep

Sun AM:

  1. Dim Sum
  2. Gym
  3. Farmer gets on tractor and leaves

I guess the difference is partying or watching a movie!

Sunday, January 06, 2008

More Resolution

I have already broken many of my New Year's resolutions and we're only on day five of 2008. Still, the time is good for resolutions--many of my bffs (gay bf Aris and a certain B-diva) are moving to the West Coast, my home is FINALLY free of roommates, and I recently downgraded Max from romantic interest to "friends with benefits" to finally JUST friends!

 

That said, I'm poised to start fresh--tabula rasa! My new year's resolutions, in no order of importance:

 

 1. text less! my carpel tunnel is killing me, so texting less will help.

 2. learn to enjoy being alone! no more wasting time dating guys. I need to take a break. For at least the greater part of the year. I'm takin' my jcuriousity and removing my Jdate profile. for now, booty calls or nuthin!

 3. Be more consistent with the gym. Once I recover from this dreadful cold, I will be back to the gym with a vengeance.

 4. Finish all condo home improvement projects: kitchen, floors, etc.,

 5. Spend less! Good God, do I really need any more shoes?

 6. Join an improv group and FINALLY get into comedy. I'm so lazy. If only it were "sit down" and not "stand up."

 

That's a reasonable list right? By choosing NOT to date, I will have more time for the gym and condo improvement projects.

Friday, December 28, 2007

christmas 2007: the "wrap" up

Here are some highlights from Christmas in Los Angeles 2007:

  • Seeing an old friend from Junior High days (circa 1991) and sneaking into our old school for shits and giggles.
  • Improving my DDR skills so that I'm ALMOST at Standard
  • Playing guitar hero and discovering that one of my fave electro bands, FreezePop, does a great rockin' guitar hero song!
  • Spending 2 solid days with my sister Jennifer who I rarely see at x-mas because I stay @ sister Elodia and kids house
  • Getting a tan within 2 days of visit
  • Watching the new Hairspray for the first time--"imagine MOY drinking roym and cohkes with the hoi peloi?!" LOVE JOHN TRAVOLTA doing a B'more accent!
  • lounging around all day with my nieces
  • walking around in a tank top and short skirt, laughing at the SoCalifornians wearing scarves, gloves, hats like it was 20 degrees!
  • finding a great winter coat during after x-mas holiday sales
  • Playing Risk all night long during a family Christmas eve party
  • In-n-out!
  • Randomly connecting with my first college boyfriend and catching up over email.
  • Watching Lampoon's x-mas vacation movie on a screen outdoors, under the stars, drinking hot cocoa, with my family!

I have two more full days with family and tonight we see the Rockettes!

I must admit that I miss my own bed, my gym, my shoes, my dog, my friends, my Creme Brulee coffee @ MOcha Hut (I'm back on the caffeine!) and don't miss the weather!!!

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Santa Baby!

I did this last year and looked at the list and everything is the same but one or two may have changed (carpel tunnel is new to this list!) Here goes my letter to Satan, er Santa. um. Santie Clause. um. Santie Claws.

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Dear Santa,
I have been mostly good. I would like one or more of the following:

1) world peace
2) whirled peas
3) get rid of my credit card debt
4) lower my interest on my mortgages
5) the latest, most expensive Ipod in pink
6) a pink glow worm
7) perfume
8) end world hunger
9) an Iphone or crackberry...
10) a fancy coffee maker, I missed a good woot.com special that was 3/4 price off a cuisenart, but it was refurb, so who knows
11) a digital camera, I guess
12) happiness and good health for my sister Alex, my mom, her family, and her dogs. and maybe for the rest of my family too! hehehe
13) ambition to achieve more in life
14) a million bucks
15) a swift end and resolution to the chaos in Iraq
16) a raise at work
17) to be rid of my carpel tunnel
18) some nice jewelry, maybe just a gift certificate to somewhere
19) massage... all body. in some fancy place. or just my place ;0)
20) mani/pedi, facial, spa day
21) okay this list has just turned into my to-do's for 2007...

I shall end here!
But what I really want is:  1, 8, 12,  14,  15, and 17

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

suburban outfitters

I'm in Los Angeles (the OC to be precise) for the holidays and i'm exhausted.  I had to get up at 4am to catch my 6am flight, but I really shouldn't be this wiped out. Am I going through my winter blues phase where all I want to do is rest and recoooop and start January fresh?

My nieces are in school, my sister with one of them (throwing a holiday party) and her husband at work. So I'm home alone with Kyra, their dog, a Westie. It is so hard to go from fast, busy, fast, superbusy, next thing, fast, packing to NOTHING... SCREECHING HALT.

It's so debilitating being in the suburbs. I can't walk any where. I'm stuck in their house. Maybe I'll take the dog for a walk. Of course, even if it were a 2 hour long walk, I would barely make it out of their housing track. How sad is that? A 2 hour walk in DC would mean going through many many neighborhoods, running into friends, passing at least 30 starbucks and strolling through at least 2-3 good parks.

LONG LIVE THE CITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LONG LIVE HECTIC FAST PACED LIVING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I cannot sit here in front of a computer, in front of a tv set... doing NOTHING!

Oh wait a second. It's sunny, it's warm, there's a pool, I have a book...

Long live suburban living!

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Gross gross gross

I'm in a rut. I feel really gross. While I have been working out hard core and eating right I still feel gross. uuuurgh.

part of my problem is that I haven't gotten any in a while.

I had a fling with an old ex and have started getting physical with a guy I've been dating for the last month, but we've only gone to third base (well, sort of) and now I'm in Texas.

So, I'm sexually frustrated and it's making me climb the walls! I feel gross as a result.

I have no reason to dress up, no place to go, nobody who would notice that I am badass with a blusher or an expert with the eyeshadow. I have been wearing gym clothes and a little dress all around the house and town. argh. I feel so ugly!

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

This month marks a roommate leaving and a new one coming in with only one weekend to myself (and another will take the place of current #2 at the end of november.)

Last week marked 3 dates with 2 jews (it's called jdate, I'm um, pro-semitic?) and countless lessons learned. I forgot about goodnight kiss etiquette and behavior with the first guy (I ran out of his car hoping to end the date without even a hug!)

Last weekend marks the first temper tantrum in a long while (i promise it's because I skipped working out 2 days in a row!)

Yesterday marks the longest night at work that I've had in a while (left at 11:00PM)

This morning marks the first time I didn't half ass a dog walk for Carmie in a long while--she got an hour and twenty.

This night marks a return to the gay scene (but possibly temporarily)

Oh, and I finally got my taxes back from Uncle Sam.

This month was a bit chaotic.

Can't wait for Thanksgiving and to finally take a break and sleep on a bed and relax!!!

Sunday, October 28, 2007

moody ass bitch

I finally understand something about the way my mind and body work together.

I have been moody really lately, a little emotionally reactive and easily upset. I flipped out Thursday night for missing Paul van Dyke and then Friday night for Carl Cox and then Saturday night for not going out... I blamed my friends for not liking electronica, for not wanting to go party on a thursday night, for flaking (which actually did happen) and for not inviting me to join them on Halloween with more notice...

really, I was being UBER sensitive and moody because I had missed working out for two days in a row. when you get used to working out daily, you kind of become an endorphin junky. 2 days without hard core gym workouts make me a little pissy.

the thing that's weird is that, I have been losing more weight by NOT working out than when I do. when I work out, my metabolism jumps and I eat more. I'm happy when I'm consistently working out and enjoy eating more. When i'm not working out, I'm depressed and food does not appeal to me. These last days of moodiness were suprising because I didn't have an urge to eat. I barely ate a thing and didn't have an appetite so I ended up losing weight really quickly!

what should I do? Be miserable, with low-metabolism, pissy and thin or be a big eating, work-out happy, friendly beeotch?

Saturday, October 27, 2007

Sad, sad, sad

I have no friends. NObody loves me. I have finally become a jill-of-all-trades when it comes to friends. I have a million friends who I know only ever so slightly and I'm not on anybody's radar when it comes o partying or halloween.

here's a recipe for becoming a hermit: take 6 months in a relationship, add 5 months tending to a roommate who was new to DC and knew NO ONE in the city,   mix in 3 months of dog duty morning/noon/night... and what do you get? ME!

I wanted to see Carl Cox but everyone had something else better to do or was not interested. Then it was rainy. Then everyone was tired. I guess I'm sad because I pulled together a great costume at the last minute and was all dressed with somewhere to go... but no one to go with :(

I know I'm totally whining, but I've never felt more alone in my life. Even as a big ass drunk back in the day I felt like I had more friends. I had no friends when I was little and it's a sad feeling.

I miss Paul.

Friday, October 26, 2007

dating...

So I went out on two dates this week. It was fun and a little adventurous. The first guy was a little bit of a pervert but I think I might have egged him on. The second guy reminded me of my old ex Dallas (for better or worse). I have some GREAT stories about both dates, but goddammit if my carpel tunnel will let me tell in on this blog.

Oh, so I also realize that I no longer have gay male friends. None of my old gay friends so much as text me anymore. Aris is great and I hang out with him, but I'm wondering where all my friends go and why my pack of friends are always changing. 

Why am I constantly changing my friendship circle? Why do I not have any friends for life? Sometimes I feel so alone in the fact that I don't have a steady circle. My goddamn dog has been the only consistent source of fun and friendship.

I also wish I ran in a different circle. Since I've been abandoned by all my fags (maybe I've just abandoned the gay clubs) I really have an opportunity to run with a different pack. I REALLY really REALLY wish I could run with some edm fans. There are a LOT, a TON of djs coming to DC now and I have no one reliable to go with. Drell is so flaky, I have a better chance predicting sunshine in Seattle than I do knowing when I'm going to hang out with him next.

I missed Paul Van Dyk because there was no one to go with. My date of last night was really sweet and offered to accompany me, but when he said he did not like loud music, I decided not to torture him.

Am I really going to go to Carl Cox alone tonight? I'm SUCH a loser.

*PS* I found some SUPER HOT Fornarina shoes in DC. AT MARSHALL'S!!! For 30 bucks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!     I was so excited I nearly screamed. they're grey platform knee length boots and they're good for my halloween costume and good for clubbing. SO HAPPY!

Sunday, October 21, 2007

over-used gaydar

I have a problem: overexposure to gays. What does this mean?

It means that I have seen every kind of gay man:

biker, baker, bear.
small, medium, large.
clean and dirty.
femme or butch
drunkards and druggies,
christians and homebodies.
gayasion, mexicana, greeka, italiana,  blacka, native ama, israelia, canadiana, pakia, indiana, brita, etcs
stonewall to logcabin,
skanky,  monogomous.
gym bunnies, twinks, 
aber-zombies, gap heads, muscle tees, professor looks
emo, indie, alterna, goth
tops, bottoms, power bottoms, versatiles...
rave, rock, rap
political, apolitical, hypothetical, miracle whip

What's Oprah's song? I'm every woman. There's  gay for every occasion. Overexposure is great in breaking down gay stereotypes etc., But I'm a grande faghag so I've been loving gays since I was first dated them in junior high and overexposure is a curse.

WHY? My gaydar is broken. EVERYONE seems gay to me. Even if they're married with kids  ("did you see the mandals that guy was earing?") Even if they talk about how great this girl looks or how hot that girl's body is (could be covering up for something...?) if there's a twinkle in their eye, I think they're gay.

When I'm scouring a crowd for my next booty call and am not sure, what's the test? I have this joke that when I say "downtown" my man better not think of Farrugut Metro or Metro Center stops on the red line. hardee har.

Okay, Okay, I know. If I'm dating/doing someone that means their straight, right?
I don't believe so.

It's still NOT SO EASY to come out of the closet. So long as their is discrimination and bigotry:

  • at home, among family;
  • in the workplace, among colleagues;
  • in the public, among strangers;
  • at places of worship, among those who would stone you or convert you than accept your you;
  • in Hollywood, where gays are still tokens and even Tom Cruise can't come out of the closet;

And let's say you don't live in San Fran, NYC, LA, or a liberal big city (and even if you do), if you want to hold the hand of your gay bf you'll likely have to deal with snickers, sneers, snide remarks, sexual slurs, expletives, intimidation, threats of violence or even violent and aggressive acts if in the wrong place at the wrong time (Matthew Shephard died at the age of 21 in 1998 NOT in a time like 1948 or  even 1978)

So how do I know? How do I know if he's thinking of me? I say a prayer but too shy, can't speak...

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

giving a booty call the boot

My body feels so good right now. My arms and my legs especially. I feel all tingly and numb--in a good way. So, um. I feel like I just ran 3 miles and hit the runner's high, but like, without the pain in my heel and knees. What's going on?

ooooh yeah. I got a massage. Sweet.

Okay, I was with an old ex. He always rocks my boat and is always good. Somehow though, I felt kind of weird afterwards. Something wasn't right. I think I'm going to cut off all connections with him.

Here's what is wrong. I am not just satisfied with a booty call anymore. However, I don't want a full on relationship though. This guy seems to be a perfect fit for a "friend with benefits" or something a little bit more than a booty call.

For God's sake, who can turn their back (in a bad way) on a massage therapist who is a good romp? Still, I don't like the part of the booty call when they leave. It feels so tawdry afterwards. I think I am going to swear off booty calls from now on. I also think the only way for me to swear it off is to say no or to completely cut off the one guaranteed gooooood booty call that I am currently enjoying. So that's it. Deleted his number from cell phone. I'm either going to date or become a nun or have hairy palms. That's all!

Thursday, October 04, 2007

Somewhere in the middle...

Woodley was too shy, Cleveland too aggressive

Woodley spent too much time getting in the mood, Cleveland was rushing off to the next thing

Cleveland would finish a bit too fast, Woodley would rarely finish

Cleveland would do everything and then some, Woodley would rarely stray from the basics

Woodley was not sexual enough, Cleveland too sexual

Can I find someone in the middle please?

Well, to be honest, Cleveland was great, fantastic in so many ways and Woodley was wonderfully romantically and very emotional. But there's got to be something in the middle? Tenleytown? ehhe

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Let's get some... shoes.

I'm going to Fornarina West Hollywood!
I'm going to Fornarina West Hollywood!
I'm going to Fornarina West Hollywood!

My sister is here. She's allowing me to commandeer our schedule.

I'm going to Fornarina West Hollywood!

Plus, I'm going to meet up with a whole mess of old fag friends from back in the day, 2003 style!

So, I'm packing up my laptop, checking out after my speaking gig (from noon to 3pm) and we're OUTTA HERE...

fags, bags, shoes... repeat.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

the aftermath

What do you do to heal and start life anew when you break up?

Drink hardcore?
Work hardcore?
Party hardcore?
Do anything hardcore to get your mind off of things?

Not me! I dwell in it!

I've been looking at old pictures, emails, text messages, IMs, wondering where things went wrong. What I might have done differently.

Oh, how I love to cry over spilt milk!

The beat goes on, life is strange with this piece of my life that has changed. What do you do when some one who had so much meaning in your life is completely gone?

I have gone into deep-thought mode and withdrawal from society! I've been spending most of my time with my dog Carmie (which is a good thing) and have tried as hard as I can to make it to the gym every day (it's turning out to be at least every other day.)

What's weird is that I don't feel single. I keep referring to my ex as my boyfriend! I haven't gotten used to the concept of being alone yet (does that make me  a loser?)
I also spy on his myspace page from time to time (okay, nearly daily!) to see how he's handling it and to see if he's just as lost as I am (he seems fine?! hard to tel.l)

More than anything I'm kind a bored. My boyfriend was 100% of my social time, so let's just say that I have a lot more time on my hand... ;)

I haven't had a hard time doing fun and social things, but I"m sad to have lost a great best friend. Who will come and dance with me to Moby when Buzz returns to Fur? Who even knows what that means? Who would have freaked out that ComicCon was at Baltimore last weekend? Who would have wanted to catch the tail end of the 80s film fest at AFI? Who would have wanted to trek around with me at the Meridian haunted house?

For now, it's just me!

the beat goes on!

Thursday, August 30, 2007

broken up...

163498029829_3300I am so very sad to say that my sweet boyfriend who I have known for 8 years  is no longer mine. We broke up today. I met him at a club in 1999 in Adams Morgan. I was on the stage at this club and there was a guy on my ass and I didn't want to dance with him, so I saw this other cute guy on the dance floor and said, "I love guys with glasses" and we started dating.

We ended "part one" in very angry terms and hadn't spoken for 5 years. We never even ran into eachother although we had lived less than a mile a part!

One day in January I saw him at Dupont Circle and we didn't talk, but acknowledged eachother. We mutually started lurking around one another's myspace profiles and blogs and then started talking. We got along as friends at first, in "Part two," even better than in the beginning. We were both grown up, more mature, and completely over the nasty breakup and the bad bood between us.

During the high of having a great re-connection, he threw out the option of traveling for fun to some big cities in the US, and for fun, around the world. I took the bait and said yes to Rome.

We become romantically involved in a blissful relationship and had a very long and wonderful fantasy phase, brushing little things and red flags under the carpet to enjoy the bliss of the unique situation of having a "part two" and being so compatible in so many ways. 246095520505_0_bg

After I got Carmelita and our dogs fight...

After we started to see our true colors...

After we started getting more comfortable...

Things started to show and we started to notice tension and difficulty on personality differences...

I won't divulge more about why we broke up... but I am DEVASTATED. We had so much potential and were so perfect together in so many ways. Unfortunately, we had some things that just didn't fit right and instead of moving forward towards increased bitterness, resentment, and distance, we decided to talk and end it.

He wanted to work on it and I was just too tired from the drama of life outside of the relationship (physical injuries, new dog, family crisis) to want to fix it.

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I'm so very sad to lose someone who was my best friend. I initiated the breakup, but I think that he and I both agree that it is for the better.

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I love him dearly, more than anyone and I will always wonder what would have happened if I had the energy, patience and time to try to make it work.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

I love my dog

You will see why Carmelita, my half Mexican Chihuahua powered, half Italian Greyhound fueled, dog-a-doodle-doo is the most

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spunky,

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rockadelic,

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most smartest doggety dog in the world.

Sunday, August 26, 2007

movin' on up...

Did I tell you?

They found Carmelita. The dog was stolen and then found! Even with the great news of finding her, the family then decided they couldn't handle her (pooping all over the house, aggressive) so they shipped her back to DC for me to take care of her...

My life is all about Carmelita now. Training her, walking her, feeding her, taking her to the vet, getting her pedicures (nails trimmed), stopping her from barking all night long and ultimately figuring out how I can train her to get along with my boyfriend's dog.  Carmelita has attacked other dogs and has some aggression issues with people who wake her up.

The bad news is that Carmie's first encounter with my boyfriend's dog ended up in an ER visit, 4 stitches, and a 400 dollar vet bill! My man and I are anxious about the dogs because we want to live together, but they have to not kill each other while we're at work.

Also, I have to find a way to train her to walk without pulling when she sees other dogs (and birds and ants and flies...) this is important because Carmie is making my carpal tunnel (in both arms) hurt SO badly that I have to take prescription anti-inflammatories and heating pads and am STILL in so much pain.

I need to sell or rent my place out, make some money, get rid of my credit card debt and move closer to work so I can walk the dog mid-day and balance the gym, work and dog.

So much work for such a little thing!

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Saturday, July 14, 2007

old reliable

This week has been so awful. I am not the most reliable, but these days it seems as though I am being dropped like yesterday's news. several friends, my family and even my bf. I thought he would be coming over at 11, then it because 1, now it's 1:22am and no word. Except for a text message earlier that he's drinking with his bro and bestfriend. I would rather not make plans then wait around for someone to not show up.

I'm exhausted. I slept in an RV, stayed up for Harry Potter's midnight screening, and worked several 10 to 12 hour shifts to catch up on work.

I am pretty much going to go back into hiding. I need to be alone.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Fornarina!!!!!!!!!

I fell in loved with this Italian shoe brand a long time ago, when I lived in Los Angeles.

For years after, I couldn't remember where I found this pair I had and couldn't find another place that had them. I stumbled into a Fornarina store in Rome (not quite I stumble, I made John search for hours for this store in the shopping district.) These pretentious bitches wouldn't sell me one of their Fornarina shoes.

Once I got back, I googled the store and found dozens of pairs on Zappos.com but all in the amount of $180 - $200+. I also discovered that there are only 2 Fornarina stores in the US and one outlet. The stores are in LA and Vegas (of all places?!) and the outlet is in a small town called Milpitas. Did you know that Milpitas is in the San Fran bay area? I didn't until I searched it out...

Well, I was scheduled to attend a conference in San Francisco! What luck! But how would I get there? Could I take a day off and find a way there? Public transport. But wait! My old dear friend Chris lives in 'Frisc, and it would be fun to meet up with him and catch up. SCORE! Chris was kosher with a trip to Milpitas. This story is too long, so fast forward to today:

I got 3 pairs of Fornarina shoes and a wallet!

I could have gotten 5 pairs, but Chris helped me narrow it down. These shoes ROCK.

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Oh and we also get pulled over by a cop on the way home.176616361221_0_0

Sunday, June 24, 2007

from San Fran Pride

176514142469_0_0_1176514108805_0_0_2 I'm in San Fran for a conference that was from Thurs-Sunday. I took two days off to rest a bit before going home and some friends took me out to night festivities for San Fran Pride.  Here's what I learned:

1) Summer in San Fran is as cold as a chihuahua's balls in Maine in October

2) Lesbians and gays can co-exist. Even in NYC, the gay scene was over taken by homos and lesboes were in factions removed from the main scene (they had their "night" at a dance club but no real integration) In Frisco, the lesboes ruled and the genders mixed

3) Gay mardi gras exists. It's called the Castro. I knew this all along, but the last time I was in frisco I was soooooo drunk I had not much of a memory of the events. it was a big ol' blur.

4) DC's gay scene sucks. Royally. There is absolutely no sense of individuality or style. We are sooo conservative and so poorly dressed as a whole. San Fran may be a little TOO conscientiously put together and "iindividualistic" but shit, that's more interesting and fun than the aber-zombies, the sporty spices, the polo tops, the skinny emo-jeans, and psuedo-euro-trash wannabe looks from the scene in DC. 176514202885_0_0_1 176514878469_0_0

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Someone stole my dog!

he only dog I've ever owned and truly loved has been stolen.

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When Drea and I lived together in Silver Spring, she would feel lonely at home when I was at work. She had never lived in an apartment with neighbors living in the same building and sharing living spaces like the hallways, stairs, entryway, etc.,

She was nervous about that, and also kinda lonely. The kids in school were not soooo nice and it was hard being the new kid in such a large and new middle school.

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Drea and I wanted a dog so our dear friend (formerly of the U street palace--the best views in DC) took us to a doggy shelter and the second dog we saw was Carmelita. Drea loved her immediately and said "THIS ONE"


Since then, Carmelita has been snuggly, cute, fun, playful, debonair, bouncy, loving and a part of our family. She cuddles into a little ball to sleep at night, freaks out when you get her noisy toy, and sneaks under your covers to keep warm. Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket

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She had a pranciness in her walk and used to smash her head up against mine to show me love (almost like a cat).

today, when Drea was at school and her mom was in Houston for a docs appointment, someone stole her from out of her fenced in outdoor home. She was with another dog, Rex, the original and older family dog, when she was stolen.

We called the cops, filed a report. Drea called the local shelters and notified them in case whoever stole her gives up and sends her away. OR, in case Carmelita runs away.

Poor sweet doggy. Who is feeding her? Who is taking care of her? The kind of person who would steal is not likely to give her the best home. Who is scratching her stomach? Who is playing with her? Who is walking her in the morning and at night?

Is she crying right now? Are they leaving her in the car when they go to the grocery store? Is she being forced into a crate without proper awareness of crate training technique? Are there kids around her teasing her? Pulling on her ears or tail? Is she forced to stay indoors all day? Is she being loved?

I hope they find her somewhere in Texas and I hope she's okay. :( :( :(

Saturday, April 21, 2007

If you live in DC and want to have fun with me!

If you have something to teach, participate in Learnapalooza DC on Apr 28. A daylong collection of classes taught in various venues across the city--it's all volunteer organized!

It's the first event of its kind and my bff Roz is organizing it.

With the Washington City Paper and DCAC as sponsors, the event is totally going to be big!

Learnapalooza was even featured in the Washington Post!

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article2007/04/19/AR2007041902461.html

If you want to teach, talk to me or go online directly:  http://www.learnapaloozadc.com/.

Friday, April