Day 64: The swelling subsides

My lip feels better today because the swelling is down, but now the whole area is raw and chapped. So, it's kind of a wash, but whatever.

I grabbed lunch with Ashley today (check her pic of me to the right...she makes me look good) at Food for Thought to discuss our lives since we last hung out a few weeks ago. It provided plenty of laughs as I pointed out to her that she sometimes over analyzes her life – especially concerning men. Once I said this she started to over analyze her personality as a tomboyish girl. So, good humor fodder and a worthy way to spend the afternoon.

Then we parted and I did some writing...

Around 5 ish Ashley and I met up again, this time with Kyle, Zane and John, for brews at K-House. That rocked as well and I told a great story about Mike Gerrity, a Kaimin reporter who today published a really great story about Cyril Kenneth Richard, the guy who allegedly killed his roommate in self defense a few weeks ago. It's shockingly awful – not Gerrity's writing, but the whole event surrounding this kid. Whether or not his story proves more truth than fiction, the events leading to this story are just tragic. I know Alisia's felt weird ever since the murder because it happened just a few blocks from her house, but I digress. I suggest reading the feature to get a picture into everything that happened. Honestly, I think it's the best story so far on the whole event, though don't tell Gerrity I said that. He's a putz of a man.

Also, today my friend Jordan also pushed me to a new job (like a certain "motherly" figure has been doing as well...she knows who she is). This one sounds good, so good that I'm not talking about it. I'll tell more later...

Anyway, I hope all is well out there in the world my fair readers. See ya soon.

Day 58: Well... Okay kids

As I begin writing this I'm listening to John and Jamie watch Love Actually, and Bill talk to Unnamed Girl about whether or not to watch Once. Bill's having an ethical quandary that I'm not in to talking about, but still, I kind of agree with him.

Today I won my fight with the Feds! A package containing my study package for Postal Worker should be in the mail tonight at 3 a.m., which means I'll soon be studying for a job as a postal worker. I also, as I said, had an interview with a certain group today. I'm not going to name it because unlike the Feds, people may actually know people involved in this group. I thought the interview went well, particularly because I feel we agree on how Montana's land should be used. But anyway...

Alisia's feeling somewhat better, but she's probably a few days shy of recovery. Hopefully she gets there soon because we have some plans coming up...

John and I went to the Dark Abyss today because he needed to buy a DVD player for his living room (he recently gave up cable). I tagged along to buy a new water bottle at Sportsman's WArehouse, and, also buy a few of Wind's Bakery pasties. John mocked my for purchasing this culinary treat, but it always makes me feel at home (the pasties are made in Anaconda after all). I reminded him that he's short, he mocked my chubbiness, and we then met Zane and Kyle for brews at K-House.

Right now I'm figuring out the rest of the night, which apparently I should stick around for. Then again, I have that sick girl in need of someone. So, what to do? What to do?

Normally I'd feel odd about the debate, if only because most of the girls I've dated have had a big shit storm over even the idea that I'd have the debate. But Alisia's a lot more laid back. Even with a fever.

It freaks me out as much as it pleases me. Is it normal for a person of my opposite gender to act...normal? Breaks my brain just thinking about it. But, anyway, I should figure the night out and get on with it. Overall, I've had a good day. Farewell.

Day 51: Still unemployed, but I feel better

Though I spent all day bored and refused to leave my house, I feel like I accomplished something, if only because I wrote up a storm of copy, reworking the entire scene I blogged about the other day so that it could work as more than a scene. I have no idea where the story will go, but accomplishing some actual creative work made me feel better.

I celebrated with a shower beer. Then I ran out of things to do.

After some bad jokes over a beer at Kettlehouse with Kyle and Zane I'm now getting ready to watch more Monk with Alisia (though truthfully I'm looking for a way to convince her to watch the Chipmunk Adventure). While at the Kettlehouse I noticed Al Pils changed his facial hair to a stand-alone mustache...yes, I frequent the joint enough to notice these things.

I'm still debating the piercing that many people left comments against, but given the universal hatred I don't know if I'll follow through with it. Or maybe I will just for spite.

I'll see what I can do tomorrow to make this more entertaining. Until then...Holla.

Happy birthday to me: Day One

So where do we begin? Should we talk about my bachelorhood and how I need to buy a broom or the Kettlehouse pig of Honey Hefe sitting in my refrigerator?

I’ve blogged before, but never with a purpose like this. In essence I’m chronicling my life, which rarely seems to entertain anyone, so I think for this first actual post I’ll just quote what one Daniel Shevlin wrote in the comment section of my latest feature for the Missoula Independent, but with my thoughts added as well:

I wonder what one person at the Independent has done to serve their country? I wager: Not one damn thing. (I’ll see your “not one damn thing” and raise you a “nothing particular.”) These young, brave people represent everything you, as liberals, take for granted. And, you got to love the inaccuracy (typical of liberals) in regards to this statement: "EVERY NIGHT we hear of more dead soldiers....." (Two periods too many) We do? Actually, troop deaths have been at an all-time low since the war began. (Since the war began, eh? How many thousands were killed before the war?) I guess 'evil' Gen. Petreus was right, eh libs? (Yes he was. However, Gen. Petraeus was not.) "An increasingly discouraging war.." (Yet more superfluous punctuation.) Huh? Actually, most people (outside of the 'left-wing propoganda [Only one “o” in propaganda.] zone' here in Missoula) have been encouraged by the progress made for democracy in Iraq. I wonder when, WHEN, (I doubt these caps were necessary) liberals, like the hypocritical egg-heads (No hyphen needed.) at the Independent, will just once demand that the Islamic extremists (you know, the people who want to kill you for not being Muslim), come to the table and discuss peace with the rest of the civilized world? Will that ever happen? (Oh no…I’m having an out of body experience…I can see Bill Clinton…and Arafat…they’re talking about…peace…and it’s the 90’s.) Hmm...Jews and Christians have managed to carve out a peaceful world with themselves, haven't we? (White Christian Nationalists for Israel, right?) Can you imagine the world of peace we would have if the Muslims would recounce death and murder and embrace peace? (If only “recouncing” was possible.) How about demanding that Muslims give women equal rights? I thought 'equality' was a virtue prized by liberals?

The last two rhetorical questions bothered me, not because I’m left without an argument (liberals do in fact demand equality, but without bombs), but because my feature was about two U.S. Army recruits discussing why during a very unpopular war they are joining the military. Politics had nothing to do with it. At all. But this guy didn’t care; he just wanted a stage to complain about “liberals,” and he used my article as a jumping off point. Not only does that stink of below average reading comprehension, but also it just seems petty.

Not that this guy hasn’t bottomed out before (He wrote a letter to us saying hate crimes could be someone leaving pickle off of a gay man's burger), but I digress.

Actually returning fire against this guy has made me feel a little better about turning 23 today. A little preview about tomorrow’s post: I’ll detail how I plan on losing 20 pounds in the next few months.