"Where the frick do I begin...?"
Hi. Been a long long while, huh? God, the time flies when
you are having fun. I swear this year has been one for the
ages. Never in the history of Brian *remembers the movie 'Life of
Brian'* have I experienced such chaos with happiness. I seriously
think that now that I've reached the age of twenty two my life will
never again slow down. At a rate of five hundred miles an hour I
have done more traveling, studying, driving, dating, laughing, crying,
bitching, running, cleaning, and whatever the fuck else you can end
with a "-ing". Literally, this whole life thing becomes a blast
once you get some things sorted out in your head. So... where to
begin...?
School was pretty must the low point of my year. Seems to me that
school always happens to get in the way of where my life wants go
leaving me stranded in a foreign waste land with the only motivation
keeping me there is to finish the damn task I already started. My
parents say that I will get whatever I want when I graduate, but I feel
this is more a parental loving method then a real world analysis of
what could and will happen. Although my grades were fantastic for
the year, I was nothing but bored the whole time I was in Iowa.
God put Iowa in the United States just to give hope to midwestern folk
by allowing them to send all there retarded people to Iowa. Me
being one of
them. Damn the chinese man who told me that Iowa would be a good fit for me!!!
Blah, one more year! One more year and then I can live where ever
I want while collecting my welfare check! YAY! God bless
the democrats!!!
Oh yeah, I'm in Chicago. Sorry if I forgot to tell you. I'm
there working for an internship with a friend of my mom's and I really
am loving what I'm doing. If this goes as well as I think it
will, I probably will end up doing something close to what I'm doing
now. My mom does the same thing and makes a huge amount of
money. So why not, eh? I'm actually living in Palatine but
that is very close to Chicago and just about everything else. My
job is pretty much running around chicago trying to get people to buy
something that my client has already showed them. I get paid
comission for closing the deal that they did. Which really adds
up after a long period of time. So hence, I'm very happy about my
job right now. Only drawback is that it takes about 60 days for
me to see that comission money... so I am stuck eating rice and beans
until I get paid... hehe (whatever).
My friends back in Iowa and Minnesota are driving me a little
insane. They seem to notice that I'm not there so they are
causing all sorts of problems for me to have to deal with when I'm NOT
even the one starting the whole process. Mild drama can be hard
to deal with when you are 500 miles alway from them. But after
this weekend I think I managed to clear up enough confusion for the
rest of the summer and allow for my salivation down here in Chicago,
and quiet possibly the rest of the world. Plus its amazing what
you learn about your friends when you get down to the really nasty
stuff and start to really see who they are. I still love them.
Hold on there perverted numnuts of the planet mars! This man no
longer is fetching lily's out of ponds. Thats right. I've
been happily dating some one for a while now. Let me begin with
this: I met a boy about a year and a half ago. Who went to
school in some far off place. We talked a lot on the internet
(what a great way to get to know someone *sarcism*). Last summer
we were suppose to meet, but things got complicated and confusing and
well that never happened. Then in march we met at a Pride thing
at my university. We had a great time. Things went so great
that I asked him if I could spend the night at his place and he let
me. I did. He dated some guy when he went back to school,
and then that didn't work out. He came to me and we started
talking about the possiblity of starting something this summer since I
got an internship in chicago (more to come on that). Well...
we've been dating for a while now and I wouldn't say that there isn't
anything that I find "quivical" about him. My time with him
really makes me want to spend more with him and I have a great time
hanging out with him and his amazing friends. I mean these people
might even compete for my friends. For all you heterosexuals out
there, Meg is probably one of the prettiest girls I've seen in a
while. She is top notch. And I love her personality.
Andrew is a questionable guy, but I think chris is gay even though none
of them will let me talk about it with them. And Amy is just a
fag hag. Great friends with his great mind/body and personality
make him a big time keeper.
But enough about that. Lately I've been watching the whole Ronald
Reagan Funeral thing, and I'm collecting what I once remembered about
the old man. I may have only been 8 or younger when he was a
president, but the man did so much for a country and my parents talk so
highly of him that it kind of rubs off on me. I got a little
teary eyed, but not enough to convert me to a compassionate
republican. Morgan would kill me. I was just thinking,
"Wow, that is really how I would like to go out." But I'll have
to become president, do something amazing, or have a lot of
money. I think its door C, and since I"m a white gay boy I have a
good chance at making more money then any one else, according to Morgan
(Who has an even better chance then me because he is a gay, white,
JEWISH male!) This is the stuff we talk about in the car ride and
such.
Well. I think its time to depart for another month and a
half. I hope you all are having a great and wonderful summer and
I miss a lot of you very much. Take care and keep kickin'.
Bri
Best Away Message ever:
"Every now and
then when I'm strapped for cash, I like to slip on a skirt, tie my
penis between my legs and head down to the docks for a little 'hustling.'"
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