This was the only redemptive thing from last night. Jenny had gone up to the bar, and was buying cigarettes from the bartender. She came back with two. They were both for her, but I kept handling one of them, rolling it through my fingers, smelling it… Actually, I smelled it several times, if you really want to know. Didn’t…
6 AM. I woke up on the couch, thinking: My. Who’s cooking this early in the morning? That smells pretty go… OH SHIT! In case you’ve ever wondered what a Tombstone Supreme Pizza looks like after spending all night in the oven, well here’s your answer. Darwin awards, here I come! It’s a miracle I haven’t already naturally deselected myself…
Seriously.
Jenny and I had some good, interesting conversations. Lots of relationship stuff. Really good conversations, actually. Lost track of how many drinks we had. I feel like a lightweight anymore, as far as my liver is concerned. Also – there’s something about hanging out with Jenny that’s problematic. I never seem to be able to pace myself for shit when…
A ritual we used to have at work (before the massive layoffs, when there were six of us commuting via train) is the Friday Beer Train. For some reason, Metra allows its passengers to bring alcohol on board. Suckers! There is a liquor store about 100 yards from the trainstop in Barrington. Today, it was me, Jenny and Tracy. Jenny…
This morning, riding the Metra, I was looking out the window at the line that ran alongside the train. From my angle, the sunlight reflected off the tops of the tracks. Not a singular glint, but two bright reflections that actually seemed to be traveling down the tracks. I was struck by a comforting thought: no matter how fast or…
Cripes. I ended up staying at work late, doing stupid "trademark" searches for potential brand names. Glad I could help out, but it was grunt work – any warm body could have complied the same data. I should know better than to ask "Is there anything I can help out with?" AT 5:29 PM! I’ve figured out that no one…
Second day, second letter. Who would have thunk it? a3dmofo send me an awesome letter in the mail. Here I was yacking away about how nice hand made mail is, and I have this gorgeousness waiting by my door. My crappy picture taking doesn’t do this letter justice. I’m still mucking around with settings, trying to learn how to take…
About two weeks back, I noticed a strange little fact. Let me fill you in on where I work. I commute from Chicago to Barrington, M-F. My company has gone through several changes, since the market went south some twelve months ago. We’ve moved several times, and our current digs are in a "converted" house. I realized about 2 weeks…
Ack. Been trying to log off of the computer for a while now. But it’s hard to just shut down when you’re talking to multiple people and chatting. I don’t want to be rude and simply disconnect. I’ve got to say "Hey – I’m taking off. Going to head to bed" and chitchat for a while. x everyone you’re talking…
Stayed up late to play a few rounds of iSketch last night with the WH crew. What an evil, addictive game that is. Mr. Grumpy took some screenshots, and that reminded me I should do the same. I actually won a round! My score was 666, but let’s look past that freaky little fact. The important thing is that I…
Got a letter from rypunked in the mail today! Last week, when my cousin was in town, I read a post by her that she wasn’t feeling well. When Carolyn and I went out to eat, we killed some time in a nearby comic/book/store, called Quimby’s. Found some cool stickers tucked away by the front window, and thought of rypunked….
Talked to an ex-girlfriend of mine, Jacki, from Columbus. I found out from our mutual friend Juliet that Jacki’s mother is having open heart surgery on Thursday (I’m sending good thoughts towards Columbus). We chatted for a long while, and got caught up on recent events. Well… recent is stretching it. I haven’t made an effort to talk to her…
I haven’t told my mom about this site. And I doubt she’d ever find it. I’m a bit of a nerd and a bit of a loser, but come on. Give me SOME credit. :D
Derrickito and StinkFist are still at it. If you haven’t seen their site already, check out Homelessweek.com. I’m still uncertain about my views on this. While I don’t feel they’re really experiencing homelessness… they never really claimed to set out to do that. The point of the experiment was to experience life from someone else’s perspective, and a less fortunate…