Go Gov
So I was listening to the radio on my way to work this morning. Well, as I drove half way and prepared to walk half way. Anyway, on a little news blurb that is so appropriate for our ADD culture of give it to me now and make it quick, there was mention of our dear governor, who I like immensely and how he signed into law a ban on discrimination against homosexuals, transgenders and I would assume bi-sexual. How sad is it that we need laws like this. People are people, no matter the color of their skin, where they live or who they choose to love and/or sleep with.
Being different, actually, let me rephrase that, being human (we are all unique and therefore different) is a blessing. If we were all the same, it would be so very dull. I would continue to date the same men over and over again. Oh, wait, I do that now. Never mind, it is still a blessing. If I didn't have the LLS and the LLSP, I would be so deficient in the ways of the gay world. I would never have gone to Pride-Fest, I would never have gone to the g@y bar last week. Being different (unique, what have you) is good and we shouldn't have to sign laws to make it so.
Although, living in a red state, this is kind of progressive. So, Go Gov. You rock.
News
Roomie and BF have bought a house. This saddens me. Don't get me wrong, I am very happy that they found a house that they love. But I like my roommate. She puts up with me. Very few people can say that. I like having her around. I like having her dog around (except at 4am). I like having someone to keep me in check regarding doing the dishes. Who knows what kind of person my next roommate will be like.
Anyway...
Congratulations again Roomie and BF. I am so proud.
Sliced, Diced and Burnt
I injured myself to save some bad art on Friday. Sliced my hand up pretty bad when the wind blew a piece over at a local art fair.
Saturday I climbed a local glacier. It's only 3/4 mile up, but it was snowy and snowing, so it took some time and effort. Plus I slipped and fell about 4 times going down, only once going up.
Then I went to the lesbian country bar. It was kinda dead, being a holiday weekend and all. Still fun though.
Sunday was a baseball game and movie with the LLS. We won and the movie was very fun. Indiana Jones. I hope they don't make the 5th planned one. But this being George Lucas and how he likes to beat a dead horse into the ground, they will. I got sunburned at the game.
Today, I bought a camera.
It was a very eventful weekend.
Something...
I need something extraordinary to happen. Something electric. Something irrational.
Vows of All Sorts
Ah, the vow of celibacy. Gives you time to think and not have to worry about the ins and outs of relationships. Does he still like me, do I still like him, what are we doing tonight. Blah, blah, blah. It's all a hassle and I am sick of it. But the vow has ended.
I can now stop putting out the "don't even look at me" vibe and put on some "you can look and possibly touch." It's a much better vibe. Way more fun.
I was talking to the LLS and LLSP last week and being my sister and sister in law about to celebrate their first wedding anniversary, want to see me settled. I would rather flirt with men in Boston and the Republic of Georgia, but I digress. Where do today's young singles go to meet? I have done the internet thing, never again. Tried tapping the friendship pools. Am I reduced to trolling for eligibles in bars?
Long gone are the days when you courted/married the person your parents chose for you. As have the days when you never left the village of your birth and just married who was available who hadn't died from plague. Dating is hard. Especially with my standards - which are not "too picky" as my sisters say. They are selective. I will not settle.
In the forefront of my mind there is a voice. She is loud, reasonably obnoxious, not unlike myself, who keeps a steady cadence with the mantra, "Travel, see the world, get all you can out of all of your experiences." I love that voice. In the back of my mind, there is a smaller voice, equally obnoxious and just as steady, "find a man, get married, have babies."
I am having trouble reconciling these voices and their demands. In most of my relationships, I have felt trapped, burdened by the people I am supposed to want to spend every waking moment with. Constricted by the rules that a relationship puts upon me. But I crave the excitement of those fevered kisses and beautiful caresses. I am constantly thinking while in these situations: Is there someone better out there? Why haven't I found him? Did I miss him somewhere along the way?
I just cannot see liking/loving someone for the rest of my life. My longest relationship lasted 2 years and only one of those was happy. How can you love someone enough to grow with them instead of away from them? How do you make it work through the doubt and the inevitable regret? How do you know you have found THE ONE? Because I certainly haven't, nor do I want to, sometimes.
Best and Worst of Today
Best Thing I Heard Today:
"White sticks [or chicks, I don't speak crazy], yea! (heard on the street as I passed a woman as I was going to lunch)
Worst Thing I Heard Today:
"If I weren't taken, I would so take you to Jamaica" (said by the man who I've had a crush on for 3 years, who is married)
Sunday Evenin' Blues
I miss my nephew.
Very Tired
Three day conference that I coordinated
Car alarm at 11:30p (two hours into sleep)
Hail at 4am
Scouring through receipts for the bosses
I need a song to be written about me (just a nice little pick me up) and some good REM time.
