valley of the dalles |
[Dec. 13th, 2003|06:52 pm] |
[ | mood |
| | horny | ] |
[ | music |
| | zoe keating - walking man | ] | 
biologicalerror a.k.a. Carl Kitchen
carl and i were chatting on AIM, last night, about how we needed to do an xmas movie marathon at my apartment sometime before the day of santa's birth, but we couldnt figure out which night would be good betwixt then and .. then, so he gave me an hour to clean up my apartment and came over last night around 8. we watched miracle on 34th street and white christmas, neither of which he had really seen before! then we got caught up in talking and watching infomercials until four in the morning. carl fell asleep on the floor so i woke him up about 430 to see if he preffered the floor, or to go home. he was probably just worried that i would molest him in his sleep, so he decided to go home instead. haha. not that i wouldnt thoroughly enjoy molesting him mind you, but carl has been through enough trauma in his life, naked tyler could push him over the edge. ;) carl is a great guy, and everyone should love him... it seems we have more to talk about the older he/we get and i am glad to have him as a friend. and he's gorgeous.
that kind of hanging out is what i always find to be the most enjoyable. just sitting and talking, or watching bad tv and discussing whatever comes up.. whether it be the difficulties of juicing with a product not endorsed by jack la lane, or the pure joys of having curly hair transplants that look even worse than a toupee, but give you unheard-of amounts of self-esteem. most people (and by most people, i mean, NORMAL people, that arent me) prefer going out, or hanging out at a coffee joint (the only way to be gay in boise), but i get so much more out of being mellow and just BEING. i think it is because of this fact, of course, that i really have very few friends in this town, but i cant really change the nature of my personality now, can i? even when i do go out, which is to the balcony mostly, i am the same way: i just like to sit back, watch the people dancing, watch the pretty people, smoke too much, etc. as a result, i am treated as if i were not human by the people i am watching. i find it so hard to go there anymore, even with drew (as his circle of friends now consist of a circle of super-gays that all jealousy cling to drew as if he were their sole possession), because i am treated as an oddity because i am not there three nights a week, and because i haven't personally known every person there forever. its great when i get to see people there i know and love, like jimmy jam, but mostly its just whoever i drag with me that night, or a bunch of people that give me sideways glances and pretend i am not sitting at the exact same table as them. lol. it doesnt all bug me a great deal mind you, it just serves to make the place less enjoyable. if i could just be there and do my thing, whether it be out or at home, i would be eternally happy, but few people are willing to come into that circle and keep me company.
hence, people need to learn to love the calm things in this world. come visit me, and i will talk with you and try and make you laugh, and i probably wont even molest you. what more could you ask for?
--- and then.
today i slept in until one in the afternoon, which always makes me feel super guilty. work called at 7 this morning and wanted me to come in today, but i barely remember the phone ringing, and when i retrieved the message at ten this morning, after my sister called, i definitely did not feel like calling back and going in. which was pretty lame, turning down easy money, but OH WELL. i have to work in the morning, like every sunday, and then i work monday and tuesday. i am off work wednesday because i have to go see return of the king! i am going by myself as usual... people either have work, or dont really care, but i must see what they change from the book! i must.
with that, i am going to go read the last chapter of the voyage of the dawn treader, and then look at my top ten and figure out which book to start next. something non-fiction methinks.
love you all! except the ones of you i hate. :) |
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