Ninety percent

Well, it's been a month.

Things got off to a hefty start, what with work­ing dragon*con and all. I've given any­one who asked about the expe­ri­ence some ver­sion of the same response: "It was fun, but tir­ing." When I returned home from Atlanta, I very quickly came down with a case of the 'con crud, which wreaked havoc through­out my lungs for the bet­ter part of two weeks.

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Strange Things Told

Well, this entry marks one year of the writ­ing of this jour­nal. I hope it has been enter­tain­ing. *smirk*

I can't help but thank God that this year is behind me. While filled with sev­eral won­der­ful expe­ri­ences, it had an equal if not more than its share of not-so-wonderful expe­ri­ences. And unfor­tu­nately, it is the lat­ter that will have a pro­found affect on me for a long time to come. (If you don't know what I'm talk­ing about, visit the archives.)

I do have hope for the new year. That's one good thing that Jan­u­ary 1st always offers: a feel­ing of renewal. Whether that feel­ing has any merit to it or not remains to be seen, but at least it's there.

My life through­out the past year is a barage of strange things that seem to just hap­pen to me. (I'm sure that I'm not the first per­son to think this.) That's not to say that I don't take respon­si­bil­ity for many of the events in my life, because I do. But this last year really makes me won­der how much of it is planned and how much is coin­ci­dence. That said, I offer the fol­low­ing quote to sum up my out­look on the pass­ing of this year and the promise of a new one …

There are sto­ries of coin­ci­dence and chance and inter­sec­tions and strange things told, and which is which and who only knows. And we gen­er­ally say, "Well, if that was in a movie, I wouldn't believe it." Someone's so-and-so met some­one else's so-and-so and so on. And… it is in the hum­ble opin­ion of this nar­ra­tor that strange things hap­pen all the time. And so it goes, and so it goes. And the book says, "we may be through with the past, but the past ain't through with us.
– Mag­no­lia (1999)

A Lifetime Pass to Hell

Some things are start­ing to clear them­selves out. It's so con­fus­ing, though …

I wasn't fired. I had a meet­ing with Dr. Rad­cliff today about my job and the whole sit­u­a­tion. When I told him that I might still resign, he was vis­i­bly not happy. He told me that he didn't think that I wanted to do that because I love doing it so much. He was right. As I told both him and Mrs. Parker, I'm just try­ing to get as far away from a bad sit­u­a­tion as I can, and this may be one of the ways to do that. Both of them told me to give it at least the week­end to think about it. I said I would …

As far as the play is con­cerned, that basi­cally rests with her. And even if I'm allowed to stay, I still may not. I hon­estly don't think that I would be any good to any­body there if I did …

How could I have been so cold and heart­less? Espe­cially to some­one I care about? I don't under­stand it. And it makes me really sad every time I think about it. I can't even fathom how I could've be so hor­ri­ble. But I was. That's gonna plague me for quite some time, I think. I just can't believe it …

Chang­ing lanes, I think Sharon has all but lost inter­est in me. We didn't really talk today with the excep­tion of after jazz. I told her that I was really sorry for freak­ing out and being an a**hole yes­ter­day. She said it was okay, but she didn't really seem to care. She seemed more upset than any­thing else. I know that she likes a cou­ple other guys (I won't men­tion their names now) but I think that as if that weren't enough, she's prob­a­bly heard of what's going on and if she weren't already bored with me, then she's scared of me. Oh well. Peo­ple will think what they want. They hear what they want to hear and believe what they want to believe. That's the way it's always been and there's no doubt in my mind that it will stay that way. Just a crush.…

It's incred­i­bly strange how you can be so "up" one week and so "down" the next (sim­ply put). How your life can change in the blink of an eye (or the stroke of a pen). I wish I didn't take so many things for granted …

Summer

Well, this is Summer.

While I remain very busy with my job and quasi-job, I find myself with way too much time on my hands. Although I've never con­sid­ered myself a pop­u­lar per­son by any means, I thought that things would be a lit­tle bit bet­ter. What that means, I don't exactly know.

I do a lot of think­ing. Some­times it's just ran­dom, use­less things — things that, if I were gone, would not mat­ter: get­ting a credit card, my stu­pid web­page, etc. etc. But I can't stop myself from think­ing about them. By far, the thing I think about most is rela­tion­ships. Past, Present, Future. I find myself con­stantly switch­ing between Love or Sex — which is more impor­tant or which should be focused on. And the funny thing about that is I KNOW which one is right, I fuck­ing Know! It's not a hard deci­sion. I think that my hor­mones are just finally tak­ing as much prece­dence as they think they should at this stage in my life. But I'm not going to give them that con­trol unless I want them to. It's a struggle.

And then there's Jamie. I real­ize that I don't need her. But I still want her so bad. (That's not meant to sound any­where near as phys­i­cal as it does.) Every time I think about her, I don't nec­es­sar­ily feel sad, she just evokes this want in me. And to be per­fectly hon­est, that's why I haven't pur­sued another rela­tion­ship. I still know what I want, and I don't want any­thing else. I could have prob­a­bly gone for some­thing great with Jill, some­thing I've wanted since I met her. And I've ignored her. I haven't even called her! God, I'm such an ass! I usu­ally pride myself in how nice I am in this respect. But with Jill, I just haven't cared. And I know why. There's no rea­son for me to deny it to myself or any­body else, but it's because of Jamie. No other rea­son. Sure, maybe I'm a lit­tle bit scared of being in another rela­tion­ship, but that's never stopped me before. Jamie. I have to resolve this some­how. But how is the question …

Thinking Hard

Today, I took the day off and thought a lot about yes­ter­day and about my past in gen­eral. I decided that I am no longer going to let my past hurt me or harm me any­more, espe­cially since Jamie and I are so great together, and I don't want to mess that up.

I talked to Jamie tonight about it, and she said that my deci­sion was very mature. I'm just tired of feel­ing bad about things I can't change. So I'm not going to any­more. That's it.

Other than that, things went well today. I just needed some time to clear my head …