get me the hell out of here

jeeeeez….

Apologies for the lack of updates but I had a pretty crazy September. It seems I last posted with any substance on the 10th, and in that time quite a bit has happened but in modern seano fashion I’m just going to give you the briefest rundown possible (and it’s 12:34 and I needz mah beauty rest).

I had made it a pretty regular routine to spend my Fri-Sun with the boys and going to the usual places doing the usual things…nothing spectacular on that front. Paul lost his goddamn mind and the ‘BWPC’ has dwindled in numbers since, but I can’t say I’m sorry for it because the people who are relevant I still find time for. Avalon finally shut its doors for the last time at the end of the month and I missed it because…

I planned to surprise Niko in San Francisco before we got into our spat before he left, I’m glad we cleared it up when he actually did leave cause otherwise it would have made for one weird vacation. On the 24th I left for SFO for a week to visit with Mr. Arty and obviously to surprise my baby boy. All in all it was a success on my end, I called him up outside his dorm and told him I was downstairs…it was pretty neat…It’s one of those things that you imagine but never consider and I’m glad I could make it happen. The rest of my time spent in SF was amazing, I attending the Folsom Street Fair (pics to the left), went to many fabulous eateries, spent a shitload of money on some new junk, and met some new friends. During my stay I did find time to be solo and take a last (well maybe not last) glance at a city I could be moving to in less than a year. I found that while I absolutely adore the city and the western lifestyle…I’m not as headstrong as I was before I came on this second trip. San Francisco is an extremely competitive city full of young adults with talent and the resources necessary to get the jobs they want, not to say I’m afraid…but some extra time padding my resume or taking on more education couldn’t hurt before jumping to the left coast.

We’ll see…

I got home with just enough time to catch up on sleep that I had lost from my terrifying plane ride (nothing abnormal about the trip itself I’m just a basket case on flying metal tubes of death). When I got back to work I immediately hit one of those ‘I’m overwhelmed with work so I’m going to shut down’ moods and had the worst time digging out from emails for the 2 fucking positions I’m working right now. Hopefully the end is near for the job I’m supposed to be done with, but not before I build an 8,000 reference library for a nathan-oski chapter that was due in February. Fuck! I’m not happy about going to work tomorrow knowing I was supposed to get some of it done last week and got none of it…gahhhh

No work rant! No!

The only piece I’m reluctant to type about is the boy sitch. By whichever means people will tell you it was by, I did meet a boy that I’ve been spending time with for about a month. Initially I treated it with the same skepticism I always do, but he’s a smart guy and pretty genuine so we’ll see how this goes…i’m currently enjoying myself quite a bit with it so I’ll stick with that and not put any expectations or goals for it and see how that plan works out for me.

See? A happy note ending!!

xo

ps – really missing my Thomas.