nails.

an article i found. and i like it.

...hopefully soon i'll have the energy and time to actually write.

weeds

"Sure, death is no big deal, because life is just.... blah, blah, blah."

"It IS just blah, blah, blah. You hope for blah... and sometimes you find it, but mostly it's blah. And waiting for blah. And hoping you were right about the blah's you made. And then, just when you think you've got the whole blah'd damn thing figured out and you're surrounded by the ones you blah, death shows up... and blah, blah, blah."

- weeds

grocery store, ma'am

i bought groceries for work today. the cart was piled so high i could barely see over it. i find great satisfaction in my packing a grocery cart skills. on the way out of the store, it was 3 carts. i'm amazing.

the moral of the story: when you're 25 years old and a 16/17/18 year old guy helping you with your groceries tells you "you have a lot of groceries, ma'am," he laughs when you respond with "no shit, kid." still stings that he called me ma'am, though.

Fireworks and Roseanne

Stayed late at work tonight to do fireworks and make s'mores. 10 hour work day was a bit much, but fun. Now I'm exhausted and watching a Roseanne marathon on tv. Life is good.

random thoughts

i visited jamie this past weekend, and i guess my honest thoughts come out when i'm with her. i could ramble for hours to annoy jamie. it's a skill:

sometimes i'm too lazy to talk, so i grunt a little. my bologna has a first name. i would be in a foursome with ellen page, jason bateman, and alia shawkat. i can't tell if my head's moving. coffee tastes good. my finger's in my mouth. i'm currently writing my own novel, to justify my own behaviors. i break things. stephen colbert is cute. my goal in life is to be a guest on the daily show, or to marry lily allen. or to marry lily allen on the daily show.

if i'm being totally honest...

if i'm being totally honest, here are the things that have made me really happy lately. when work gets stressful, the following (in no particular order) have yet to fail me:

• singing "the fear" by lily allen in my car
• adam lambert - in any capacity
• talking to jamie and kim online in the evenings
• mindy kaling - in all capacities. really, i'm fairly certain she should be my girlfriend. and it would work and be magical. but that's a separate blog entry all of its own.
• doughnuts and fat-free hot chocolate - i figure they even out
• ceiling and attic fans
• will and grace, as long as it's not the last few episodes of the series
• clove cigarettes
• coffee, espresso, coffee, espresso, coffee, espresso, coffee, and espresso
• pictures of jason castro with awkward facial hair
• spending time trying to find something about which kevin jay and i don't agree
  

book

a while back, jamie convinced me that i should write more - choose some topics from my life, and write a life story of sorts. here's the chapters i've written so far:

• Being Gay Brought Me Closer to God
• On Getting Fat, Being Fat, and Staying Fat
• Nothing Matters Anymore: Otherwise Known as American Idol

as you can see, it's already a thrilling read. but really... i'm definitely enjoying the process. and i'm eager to finish (eventually) so jamie can get to writing the forward.

an amazing article

I recently read (and ripped out of the magazine in the doctor's waiting room) a pretty great article. Author Amanda Robb, for Newsweek, wrote a piece entitled "A Casualty of the Abortion War," and it really did a number on me. I tried to find it online, and will keep trying, I guess. Once I find it, I'll post a link. Or, you could look for yourself!

this makes me cry.

it's true. i like it so much, it makes me cry. what do you think?

the lights are much brighter there...