Well, I'm moved into my new home in Alameda which is just across the bay bridge from San Francisco. I am not even close to having everything moved, but I have the basics: hair gel and computer. The rest will come over a little at a time. We spent much of yesterday moving stuff and redecorating the house. Playing happy homemaker is kinda fun and while it can't compete with my cramped and moldy basement apartment, I'll find some way to cope with the burdens of being in a real house again with real parking and real cable tv.
| December 30, 2007 11:33am | 
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Merry Christmas and all that jazz. I'm sitting in a rental house near Yosemite enjoying a relaxing few days away with Michael and Mike. We've explored a bit of the area, watched lots of videos, talked about new lives together and are enjoying being away together. We're celebrating Christmas day with a drive through Yosemite National Park, getting massages at a local spa and then making ourselves a tasty Christmas dinner. We head home Wednesday and I'll still be off work until after New Years. It's such a difficult existence I live.
| December 24, 2007 09:45pm |
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Last night I saw The Wizard of Oz with live accompaniment by the San Francisco Symphony. It was magical to see the score performed while the movie played on a big screen. And enjoying one of my favorite movies with a few thousand other people was great. Everyone hissed when the wicked witch appeared and cheered at all the classic lines. The symphony was great and added so much life to the film. I had a great time and would definitely see something like this again.
| December 21, 2007 07:45am | 
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So I sat with Greg again while he had another tattoo appointment, this time to begin adding color to the piece. The appointment involved Greg crushing every last bone in both my hands, much grimacing on both our parts, talk about dominatrix girlfriends, and the therapeutic use of a bastardized Barbie doll. A good time was had by all, though Greg didn't seem to fully appreciate the rapid puncturing of his skin for the tattoo artist's sadistic pleasure. I, on the other hand, found it quite enjoyable.
| December 20, 2007 03:15pm |
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Because I work at a public company we're having to do all kinds of crazy controls, jumping through hoops and killing entire forests with extra paperwork so that we can be "compliant" with a public company's system of checks and balances. Part of that is splitting duties into multiple parts so that what used to take one person 30 minutes to do, now takes 3.5 people 6.25 hours to get done. To this end our IT department has been putting limitations on my access to certain parts of our financial software to ensure everything meets compliance. On Monday I noticed that I could no longer select checks for a check run. Being the guy who pays the bills, this is a major part of my job duties. IT says that is what our auditors want, but are trying to see if there's some way I can still do my job or if I just need to "compliantly" twiddle my thumbs. This morning I come in to find I can't even log into our finance software because that permission has been cut off. Lovely. If they want to pay me to post blog entries while they try to get a clue, I'm perfectly fine with that.
| December 19, 2007 09:15am | 
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Well, I've got the moving thing figured out and it just so happens to coincide with a little thing I like to call commitment. Some might call it engagement or covenant or "OMG I'm getting hitched," but I'd say commitment works just fine.
Not that I expect anyone to be able to keep up with my relational dramatics, but after a little sort-it-all-out hiatus I'm back with Mike and Michael and stronger than ever. So my romantic self is jumping in full force (big surprise huh?) and making plans to move in with them in triunal triumvirate of triptych bliss.
(Well coordinating three people living together will likely not be 24/7 bliss, but "triunal triumvirate of triptych niceness" just didn't have the same ring to it.)
It'll kinda be like Three Men and a Baby, but without the baby and with a whole lot more sex.
| December 17, 2007 11:39am |
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A few things on my mind:
But I wouldn't really say that all this has left me a moody basket case of volatile emotions or anything. My friends, coworkers and the clerk at Walgreens might say that. But I wouldn't.
| December 15, 2007 09:14pm |
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Last night Lou and I went to see the Live 105 Not So Silent Night concert featuring several indie rock bands. We intentionally got there late, but still saw Spoon, Angels and Airwaves, Modest Mouse and, my favorite, Jimmy Eat World. There were some damn talented bands.
Even more entertaining was watching the throngs of people squashed into the standing-room-only floor with their mosh pits, crowd crushing waves and crowd surfing involving flipping, throwing and occasionally dropping the delirious surfers. The nearly 500 bobbing heads created an ant-like texture of swaying and jumping to the beat of the music. I was completely mesmerized by the crowd while at the same time so incredibly glad not to be in the middle of that nameless pandemonium.
| December 8, 2007 05:59pm |
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For the last year a friend has been letting me stay in the basement apartment of his house. It's been a perfect location and good situation all around. Now that I'm settled into the city and a good job he said he'd like to have me start looking for another place. Since the housing market is the main factor that drives people out of San Francisco I can't say I'm feeling thrilled about having to find a place. And while my friend has gone far above and beyond generosity, I have to admit the feeling of rejection. I mean, why wouldn't he want me to crash in his basement for ever and ever? Surely he'll miss the warm glow of my presence, my clothes in his washer/dryer and the way I mooched off his wireless internet. Right? Ah well. Moving on to new adventures seems to be what I'm good at.
| December 7, 2007 03:46am |
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–New Orleans, LA
| December 7, 2007 03:43am | 
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My friend Greg got a new tattoo last night. Well, the outlines of one at least. I agreed to keep him company throughout the ordeal cuz I wanted to watch him squeal like a girl and writhe in pain. Instead he limited his response to lying like a corpse with occasional wincing. I feel gipped.
| December 4, 2007 07:56am |
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My home internet is provided by my landlord friend via a wireless network. Well, the internet has been down for over two weeks now. Over Thanksgiving weekend I figured out that it's a problem with the internet service provider and have been urging my friend to call and get it figured out (since it's his account an all). He's not been too motivated to get it fixed, meanwhile I'm having seizures and foaming at the mouth with home internet withdrawal. On Thursday I was like, "give me you account number, user name and password and I'll take care of it." He said he'd go ahead and call them. Enter the weekend. The weekend which I spent almost entirely at home sick without the warm company of my internet. Sunday comes and I ask him his internet bill so I could get information from that to call. He only gets bills via internet so would print it off for me on Monday morning. I asked him for it this morning and he said he'll call them when he gets home tonight.
Does this man not realize the mental duress he's causing me with denying access to my chatting and surfing addiction? I mean really. I've had to do things like read books, watch movies, frame artwork and actually talk to real people just to stay sane. This isn't humane I tell you. Pretty soon I may actually have to pay for my own internet instead of mooching off of him.
It's hard to believe such oppression still exists in the world.
| December 3, 2007 10:28am |
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–New Orleans, LA
| December 3, 2007 10:18am |
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–New Orleans, LA
| December 3, 2007 10:17am |
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shameless entertainment