Two weeks ago today, I arrived in my new city of residence. Oakland, California. Despite that we've been here for two weeks, the concept of living anywhere outside of Michigan is still mind-blowing to me. So mind-blowing, in fact, that, while Amanda and I are out exploring our new surroundings, I find myself randomly announcing that we live in ( Read more... )

Forgive me, LiveJournal, for it's been almost a year since my last confession.

Because I'm a little Obsessive-Compulsive, I thought about waiting to return to LiveJournal until I actually reached the one year anniversary of my last post. I think, in some way, it would've been my vain attempt at lending some sort of cosmic significance to my ( Read more... )

With some crazy glue and ingenuity, I'm piecing myself back together over the weekend. Scratching and breathing. Alone. It's necessary.

So much has happened in the last month.

Special projects at the art gallery have been moving along at a faster pace; much of this is the result of important collaborations at the workplace, but also equally due to determination and hard work on the staff's part. The old guard is gradually letting the fiery upstarts take control of the gallery's ( Read more... )

I'm making some much-needed changes.

While I did wake up with some spinal issues, I haven't let the pain completely derail me. No, I probably shouldn't do laundry today, despite that it was at the top of my Monday "to do" list. However, while laundry will probably have to wait until tomorrow, I am determined to get some of my other big projects ( Read more... )

Paid Programming, the most recently written full-length play in my portfolio, was accepted into the Renegade Theatre Festival in Lansing, Michigan. I should feel proud. I can wholeheartedly say I was ecstatic for the first few hours after receiving the e-mail that announced the good news. It just frustrates me that my excitement is immediately ( Read more... )

I had a sinus infection-inspired dream last night. A ghost, housed in a decorative stone bust and responding to my current illness, warned that I needed to fill out Durable Medical Power of Attorney papers for myself. The bust grew arms and pointed at my chest, then said that I inhaled something extremely harmful to my health.

I also had a dream ( Read more... )

I'm learning how to breathe again.

I had an absolutely awesome time last night. For many reasons. First and foremost, the festivities at Club Triangle were a nice respite from all of the stressful work I've been doing lately. And, two, said festivities also proved to be an opportunity to really reconnect with my partner.

Okay. So, we're a pretty connected pair. We hold hands ( Read more... )

Life's little quandaries are slowly becoming manageable again.

My instinct, of course, is to say that I'm regaining control over my life. But, as I thought on that statement, I immediately noticed its flaws. Controlling life so often proves to be a futile act; its naturally an uncertain, uncontrollable thing.

So, I manage. Not to regain control ( Read more... )