I am sort of freaked out by this whole Jon thing, maybe more than just a tiny bit, but have been informed (by people other than Jon, who does not know I am freaked out) that it is because I am an emotionally retarded commitment-phobe, which is probably true ( Read more... )

Okay, I did say I would talk about Jon. I have even less an idea where to start on this than I did when I wasn't sure before, but the longer I wait the less inclined I am to start, so I suppose now's the time ( Read more... )

I feel that I should write about Jon, but I don't know where to start or what to write, except that I think this is good. With the possible exception of him leaving my apartment at 5:30 in the morning and going to work having not slept at all.

Today I had EMGs and nerve conduction studies done on both of my legs. I was pretty aggressive in saying exactly what I wanted tested and ruled out (because I think my doctor's saphenous nerve entrapment theory is bullshit), so they ended up doing almost 2 hours worth of testing. And they came up with NOTHING ( Read more... )

I've had a short while to think about it, and I've mellowed a bit on the whole wallet thing. I'm still upset--both the wallet and the ipod were gifts, and I was fond of them both--but, hey, some people have real problems, right? This isn't cancer, and it isn't famine or war--it's a stolen ipod and wallet ( Read more... )

And during the course of an hour-long workout at the AC, someone--somehow without breaking my lock or my locker--stole my ipod and my wallet.

No kidding.

What a mess ( Read more... )

In lieu of a real update of any sort, here is some random commentary ( Read more... )

I will have been working in my current office for three years come May. Today I arrived to the shocking realisation that the nameplate has been updated and now actually says my name.

The Naughty by Nature show at Circa last night was such a good idea for so many ridiculous reasons, and I'd like to tell you about it, but I can't, because I'm so tired ( Read more... )