July 2005
JULY 19, 2005 :: 12:00AM Off to the windy city
Jammin' to ... feelin'I can hardly keep my eyes open as I type this, but I'm going to anyway.
Long fucking day. Long fucking last few days actually. This is my fifth seminar but only the first where we've done it out of state. I'm extremely nervous that I'm forgetting something, but I've gone over my mental list a thousand times and I think I can finally relax. I have to fucking relax because it's too late to fix anything now. I leave for the airport at 9:45 tomorrow morning.
I think I've packed everything I need. Camera, check. Phone charger, check. SHIT! As I checked the charge progress on my iPod I realized I don't have any fucking earphones. Yeah, that's kinda required. Guess I'll have to purchase some $5 ones at the airport. Along with a $3 bag of snacks and $4 bottle of water.
Gawd I can't wait until Wednesday night when we've confirmed that we have all we need and I can start my paid vacation. I'm gonna miss my doggies so much!! :( The longest I've been without them was 4 days. I miss them enough when I'm on hour 12 of a long work day.
I wish I could escape this California heatwave but I don't think Chicago will be any cooler. Today it was so hot, my sunglasses fogged up as soon as I sat in my car. I could literally feel myself baking - hellooo cancer. As usual I was stuck in traffic and I felt like I was going to pass out from heatstroke. I hate summer!!
Yawwwwwwn... time for bed.
JULY 12, 2005 :: 01:09AM Ridiculous cravings.
Jammin' to ... feelin'For the last week or so, I've had a strong craving for chocolate mouse-filled doughnuts. It has become so distracting that I find myself staring blankly at my monitor and slightly drooling a couple times a day. Ok, no drool, but you see my point. I've even lost a couple hands of gin to Second-Favorite Dave due to my doughnut daydreaming. The only solution is to stay up all night to make sure I leave the house by 6am, giving me ample time to stop by the doughnut shop and stock up before going into work.
Kidding, jeeez.
I can't believe I haven't mentioned this yet, but I've got a new favorite TV show. Don't get me wrong, Sex and the City will always be #1, but Six Feet Under is the show of the moment. Holy crap, that show is good. HBO makes some damn good shows, that's for sure. Oz, The Sopranos, Curb Your Enthusiasm. I should probably also start watching Deadwood, you know, to be supportive of the Dude's career or some shit. Oh, don't worry, he's not an actor [god no]. I rented seasons 1-3 of Six Feet Under and was instantly hooked. I'm really bummed that season 4 isn't out on DVD yet and it's not playing on HBO OnDemand anymore, but I was having withdrawals so I started watching the current season [5] anyway. So now there's this big gap in the story for me. But since I'm even more of a freak, I went on HBO.com and read the season 4 episode guide anyway. Grrr, can't wait to see the actual episodes!!
Speaking of DVDs, this weekend I watched The Forgotten, winner of the Most Disappointing Movie Evar award. *SPOILER AHEAD* I remember seeing the commercials for it and thought it looked like a really good movie. I rented it on Netflix [which is my new obsession] and patiently awaited its arrival. The beginning was pretty good. It fit the psychological thriller description. I watched and watched, dying to know what the hell happened to their children, or if they even existed. As the movie went on I realized what I got myself into - a crappy, glorified alien abduction movie!! I was sorely disappointed in this cop-out of a twist. Come the fuck on, you had us going there, and then you hit us over the head with not only a shitty villain, but a shitty reason for the villain even existing! I rated it 1 star on Netflix. Oooh, look out.
On the flipside, I also watched House of Flying Daggers which I loved. Of course, most of the time I was oogling Takeshi Kaneshiro. What a beautiful, beautiful man.
JULY 07, 2005 :: 11:13PM And I'm proud to be an American...
Jammin' to ... feelin'A naturalization ceremony just wouldn't be complete without some kind of reference to the Lee Greenwood wartime song. However, I wasn't prepared for the old man in a US flag track suit singing it for all of us. I kept my head down and closed my eyes because I didn't want to be the sole jerk in the room close to tears from laughter. What is this, a community amateur talent show? He also sang an original composition which is basically the God Bless the USA karaoke track with different lyrics. Let's not forget the Orange County traveling act - the Celebration somethings, decked out in red, white and blue sequined vests. They're a group of 7-8 girls and 3 girly boys between the ages of 5 and 17ish. They sang a song about the constitution, the articles of confederation, and some tribute to the armed forces. While it was...entertaining... I would've much rather them save the unnecessary HOUR spent.
The actual ceremony was kinda cool, better than I expected. I was thinking we were all gonna stand up and drone on about how dedicated we will be as Americans in unison like newly recruited cult members. Well, we did, but there was also a part where the judge presiding over us had everyone from each country stand up when it was called. It was really quite touching, all 880 people from 76 different nations proudly waving their tiny US flags when their native country was called.
Yeah, 880 people, with just as many family and friends there watching. It was fucking packed. When I was coming up on the convention center I saw this line that spanned the length of the building. No fucking way. The line was so long, when I finally found the end of it, it had turned the corner and was spilling out into the parking structure. But it wasn't too bad I guess... at least I've finally gotten it over with, and I'm free and clear!!
Next task, apply for a passport.
JULY 06, 2005 :: 04:01PM New RAW FILES entry
Jammin' to ... feelin'Title: Relieved.
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JULY 04, 2005 :: 11:41PM Independence Day
Jammin' to ... feelin'Believe it or not, there was a time in my life where I liked country music. Bizarre, but very true. Reba, Faith Hill [pre-pop crossover], Pam Tillis, Tanya Tucker, Patty Loveless, Martina McBride... I loved Martina's "Independence Day" song long before Carrie Underwood oversang it on Idol. Yeah, I like some country, what of it?!
Uh, anyway. Good, long weekend. Hung out with my boys, spent some time with The Dude and had some good food with the family. Dude and I [btw, I'll have a better nickname one of these days] were together until 4am again on Sunday night/Monday morning. Man, he is exhausting me..!! And all we do is lay around and talk. I'm still adjusting to the change. Guys I get involved with either live in a different state or live with me. He's 15 miles away which is a tricky distance. Far enough that it's not easy to see each other at the drop of a hat, but too close to use an excuse to only see each other on the weekends. Once he goes back to work when Deadwood resumes filming we'll only have time on the weekend anyway, so I guess it's all good.
Back to work tomorrow, and I'm kinda looking forward to it.
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