Anyone wanna live with me?

My house­mate is throw­ing a tem­per tantrum and threat­en­ing not to move in. Swell. This is at the very eleventh hour, and puts Arpine and I in a pret­ty awk­ward posi­tion. He does­n’t like that Arpine did­n’t tell him to just take over the entire apart­ment with his stuff. He said to her, “I’ve already had a moth­er, and I’m in ther­a­py about that. I don’t need anoth­er one.”

Yeah, the rest of us have had dra­ma queens before. get over … Read the rest

It’s my place!

I have keys and I have a phone. Now all I have to do is get ME and MY STUFF over across town and I’ll be all set.

Why haven’t my belong­ings just mag­i­cal­ly jumped into their box­es? Hey, get with it! I don’t want to be doing this at the last minute!

Maybe this is just a part of rent­ing a nice place, but I’ve nev­er lived in a place in SF with so much respon­si­bil­i­ty put on the renter. … Read the rest

Happy Independence Day

Three blocks away in one direc­tion a neigh­bor’s house is burn­ing down.

Three blocks away in the oth­er direc­tion some oth­er neigh­bors are shoot­ing off huge fire­works. Hun­dreds of feet into the air. The sorts of fire­works that might make a July 4th exhib­it in a real­ly small town.

Some­one’s hopes and dreams burned up today. I can’t even express how sad that is, but at the very least it does­n’t look as though any­one was hurt. I hope I’m right … Read the rest

Uphill + Downhill == sweaty

Up Twin Peaks: 49:05

Down Twin Peaks: 40:08

Total: 7.9 miles in 1:29:13. About 5 min­utes faster than the first time.

This may seem corny, but my yel­low LIVESTRONG band was the best dol­lar I’ve spent in a while. I mean, can­cer research is good and all that, but look­ing down and see­ing those words right there was a great moti­va­tor. It’s some­one else’s mot­to, sure, but for a … Read the rest

MoYay! (Moving yay!)

So check this: my deposit is paid and so is my rent for July. I can move in as ear­ly as the 5th, except I won’t even try mov­ing until next week­end. Still have a lot of pack­ing to do, and a whole lot of logis­tics. I’ll prob­a­bly bring some per­son­al items over through the week, but I’m not going to try to real­ly move any­thing until Saturday.

Accord­ing to rumor, the land­lord build a clos­et in the … Read the rest

I hate it when people post song lyrics in their journals, but I’m a big hypocrite, so there.

I’ve been crying
for forty-eight days
wastin the sum­mer away
fever begin as I stick to my bed
100 degrees of you in my head
but I’m still smiling
through my maybelline
I’m still tracin’
the pic­tures that I see
all look some­thing like this:
some­thing beautiful
exists
just out of sight
THE FUTURE WILL BLOW YOUR MIND (x2)
My pre­dic­tion of you and I
The future will will blow your mind
Feel the moment of weakness
for beau­ti­ful broken
the oceans will speak
my world will
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Cross-training

Rode my bike into the office today. Even with traf­fic and not push­ing par­tic­u­lar­ly hard, I aver­aged 16mph on a most­ly-flat route. That’s pret­ty good for me, espe­cial­ly not push­ing hard. I used to be able to aver­age 19mph on a flat course, but that was push­ing as hard as I could and, you know, back in the day. And where do you find a flat course, anyway?

So I think all this run­ning is mak­ing me a … Read the rest

The future will blow my mind

So yeah, this is the best song lyric to be stuck in my head for a long damn time. So full of opti­mism and promise. Yes, what lies ahead is unpre­dictable, but maybe what’s about to explode all over us is good beyond what we know. In fact, just for a moment, I’m CONVINCED that I have no idea what great things are wait­ing for me. Why? Because

The Future Will Blow My Mind.

But the future will not … Read the rest

Simon Stinger

Splicer’s groovy-band-of-the-moment: Simon Stinger. Thank­ful­ly their upbeat, fun and sexy vibe is tak­ing over the space in my brain pre­vi­ous­ly occu­pied by creepy death­pop idols H.I.M.

“French Con­nec­tion” is about as sexy as pop music gets. High­ly rec­om­mend­ed and catchy.

Doh! And they played the main stage at Pride on Sat­ur­day and I was too busy doing noth­ing at all. I’m a big dumb het­ero. If only I’d known they were playing.…

French Con­nec­tion—Simon StingerRead the rest

runrunrunrunrunrunrun

5.6 miles this morn­ing, in 57:44. I kept my heart rate down below 165 for most of the run, although through the last mile it was hard­er to keep up a com­fort­able pace and so for the final sev­en-tenths of a mile I was up clos­er to 175. I think thanks to my hard run yes­ter­day I just did­n’t have as much in my legs today.

I’m try­ing pret­ty des­per­ate­ly to hit my goal for … Read the rest