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May 27, 2005
Dude, where's my phone?
So yes, right now I'm in St. Louis in case you didn't know. And it's okay. The trip back wasn't so bad; I got to stop in Rochester to see Rob's house. It was relaxing sitting out on the deck behind his house. I reached a state of mind I haven't reached in a while. I just concentrated hard to hear somethign and I couldn't. It was so quiet I started to laugh. No cars, no birds, no bugs, nothing. I somehow reached a meditative state.
Anyways, I continued on 7 more hours further south. And the genius I am, I decide to drive the whole distance with my sunroof open. For some reason getting sunburnt while driving never really crossed my mind. Anyhow, half of my face is sunburnt, and it looks cool, I guess.
My motorola phone had been missing in action this morning when I woke up this morning. Yeah I don't really remember much after I left the Loading Zone last night. [side note: Loading Zone is a gay bar in St. Louis with a style similar to Boom! except a little less high tech. I mean, Boom! has plasma screens and a much more sleek look. Loading Zone is, well, less New Yorkish and more Bransonish.] But it was good times. I had a lot to drink, a lot was paid for me (thank god for being young and gay) and the music was allright. They even played Alcazar! After they did that I was cryin' at the discoteque all night long.
Later on today I found out that my phone is no longer missing in action but rather a prisoner of war at 'the Croatian's house'. And I still haven't heard anything about picking it up yet, so I think I better just go to their apartment and wait.
Then I'm headin' down to Lake of the Ozarks!
Posted by piep0058 at 05:35 PM | Comments (3)
May 20, 2005
It's been a while
I know, I know, It's been a while since I've last posted. I guess I've been enjoying being on vacation this past week, and then it was finals week the week before that, and I was busy moving things into my new house and studying.
Speaking about my new house...
IT'S AWESOME!!!
My bedroom is nice; IKEA did puke all over it though. But it's nice. My bed is incredibly comfortable. I have plenty of closet and drawers space for all of my clothes. I should take a picture of it one day when I have everything put away.
Speaking over putting everything away...I'm in the process of cleaning up today because my sister is due to arrive in a few hours. She's driving up with her fiance from St. Louis via Bloomington. And I'm going to deliberately not call into Abercrombie today. Have I let the world know this yet? Yes, it's true, I work at Abercrombie & Fitch. At the same store that discriminated against me so long ago. I feel like Hell has frozen over or something.
Believe it or not, most of the people there are really nice. They're really stressing customer service to me because they know that's not the image they have had in the past. I've actually been able to talk to a lot of the workers there without puking all over their shirts. It's the people that shop at Abercrombie & Fitch on a regular basis that I have issues with. They just won't shut up!
It is a bit stranger however. Last year's sales for A&F were down over 30% and they attributing it to their rascism in advertising and lack of customer service. I think it has more to do with their ugly clothes that they've been putting out. They felt a conservative backlash and decided to wimp out and cave in. I think they wouldn't have had such a loss in sales if they would have diversified their models [only in race, not in body type] a little and continued to make more clothes that pushed the envelope on sexuality. Instead they've made clothes that are so unattractive sexually that not even my grandfather would wear them. And I get to see all of it.
Okay, back to cleaning my room. And I think I'll have a drink as this is the last day of my 'vacation' before I start my real vacation down to Missouri next week. Oh man, I get to see the parents again...yikes!
Posted by piep0058 at 11:44 AM | Comments (9)
May 09, 2005
Mission Accomplished
So what happened?
I told my parents I was gay! w00+!
Here's the story:
May 8th, 2005, shortly arriving to my house after eating at Moscow on the Hill, I invite my parents into the kitchen before they leave:
Me: Hey, you guys...
Dad: Yeah?
Me: I just need to tell you guys something. I don't date girls.
*pause*
Me: Do you know where this is going?
Mom: No.
Me: I like to date guys, okay. Did you guys have clue?
Mom: No.
Me: Well, I feel like I was giving you guys some hints along the way.
Mom: Well, I just want you know, that I want you to be happy, I love you and will always love you, I am proud of you, there is not stipulation of my love for you. I don't understand it, but I'll accept it.
Me: Thanks Mom
Mom: [insert more rhetoric saying she still loves me]
Me: Okay I'm just gonna stay here at my house.
Mom: Allright, we'll see ya tomorrow at breakfast.
Dad: See ya tomorrow.
Yeah. It was strange. But it's done. What's strange is that i didn't feel good about it all at first. I guess I was expecting to feel GREAT about it. And I just felt normal, and that made me feel bad. I don't know.
Anyhow, breakfast was okay. My mom's okay, but my dad isn't. I really hate dealing with this, but it's better to start now than later. At least they won't ask me about dating girls.
Posted by piep0058 at 02:15 PM | Comments (18)
May 06, 2005
My Lovable Neighbors
I spent some time at the house today. I got to meet my neighbors.
I'm just concerned. I feel I should be when I hear my neighbors say "God I hate that fag" and similar things. They're small town guys. They also happen to play for the men's hockey team. Yes, that's right, I got to meet the whole team today. I'm sure they aren't all close minded.
I realize I am stereotyping them all into being close-minded ass-faces. It was really just one that said all that. Maybe he didn't mean it in a hateful manner. It's just something derogatory to say about someone that has nothing to do with homosexuality at all.
I think there is some truth nowadays that the word "fag" isn't necessarily related to being "homosexual." But in my book, they are synonymous. I wonder if he would have changed his rhetoric had he known he was surrounded by homos. (I'm pretty sure he had no clue.)
What I liked the best was when they all started to pee in their own yard. That's hot. Yes, five hockey players were lined up against the wall of their house under their deck, penises whipped out, urinating all of the beer they had just consumed.
I hate having to worry about this. And, I'm not. My safety is in no trouble whatsoever. I'm just more concerned about derogatory remarks. I shouldn't have to deal with this. But, it's life, and there have been and will be many more situations of this type of discomfort. Such as my parents coming to visit me this weekend.
Oh man, let's see if I can muster up enough guts to tell them this time around.
Posted by piep0058 at 10:16 PM | Comments (6)
May 01, 2005
Rockefeller/Greenberg Comparison?
Okay, now, I'm sure other people have noticed this...
But check out the similarities between Maurice Greenberg, former head of American International Group (of which I happen to be a shareholder) and John D. Rockefeller, the hairless leader of Standard Oil.
Okay...so maybe they don't look that much alike...but whatever, I just thought they sorta resemble each other when I was reading about Greenberg on BBC.
Posted by piep0058 at 01:28 PM | Comments (0)