Home at last
San Francisco was great, but, as always, its good to be home.
The ride down was good and it was nice spending some time with Tyler in SF before he took off for L.A. on Monday. We got into one little fight-ish thing when we were at a club on the Castro on Saturday night and I felt like he didn't have my back in a fucked up situation and that he was more concerned about having a good time than my safety. I wasn't expecting him to choose, but it would have been nice if he'd shown any sort of concern for me. he's pretty selfish in that way, so I'm not surprised actually. We talked about it the next morning and he apologized but what's done is done and I feel like the gap in my trust in him has widened even more. Other than that, it was a great time. The boys we stayed with, Christian and Critter, were so sweet and generous letting us crash in their living room for three nights and running around with us during the day. They live in the Upper-Haight area and I'd never been there, but I really like it. We also got to spend some time with Martin (from Limp Wrist fame) and that was nice. He's such a sexy man.
I had one really weird date and one really amazing one. I need to be careful because the boy I had the really amazing date with....well, I like him a lot which is stupid because he has a boyfriend (they're open) and he lives in San Francisco... but he is going to come visit me soon, hopefully next month or so.
Unfortunately it rained almost the entire time I was in SF (I've seen more rain in California than I have in Portland for the last 3 months!) so I didn't get to spend as much time exploring more of the city like I wanted to. I did get up to Buena Vista park with Christian and Critter's pups and its beautiful there. I guess its really cruisy, but somehow I manage to not pick up on such things, even when they're blatantly obvious.
Oh, and on Sunday I visited Fish (who used to work at Medusa here) who is working at a shop in the Haight-Ashbury area and she finished my my aloe vera tattoo. I seriously am so sick of people thiking it a pot leaf though. IMAGINATION people! I have one... they're nice, you should try it out sometime.
Anyway, of course, I love it and we discussed plans for my backpiece whooohooo!I also went to the beer bust at the Eagle on Sunday for a while, but I started getting depressed there so my date and I left. I wanted to be outside anyway so we sat at Dolores Park for a while. This was during the aforementioned good date. There are more details, but a boy does have to have some secrets, right?
The train trip back was....l-o-n-g. Originally, it was supposed to be about 17 hours from SF to Portland....but then the train was about 6 hours late picking us up in Oakland. It was ok though, I felt so disgusting by the time we got to Portland though since I'd been basically eating junk food and sitting on my ass all day (two things I just don't do). I think it might be time for a quick fast again to cleanse San Francisco and all the crap I gorged on during the train ride from my system.
We got home to a re-decorated living room, which was a very sweet surprise implemented by Adriana and Devan, although very overwhelming to come home to after such a long trip. It looks really good though, I can tell they worked hard on it, which is really wonderful. I'm really pretty lucky in the roommate factor.
And not to mention my lil bro is back!
Its so good to be home, Portland is a place like no other and my heart and I both belong here.
A small update on the Well, such a long train ride gives one plenty of time to reflect and after thinking about it long and hard, I decided to pull a Mario (from Americal Idol) and withdraw my candiacy for the manager position. Truth be told, I actually really like the position I have and while the increase in pay would be nice, its really not that much more considering this company wants managers to basically give up their lives for the job. I am going to try to get a second part-time job to pay off the last of these bills I have and the main reason I decided that I can't take the manager position is because I really do want to get back into school within the next year and having a position like that would make it even harder to take that step forward. I called my supervisor (who did my interview last week) to let her know and as soon as I hung up the phone, I felt an unexpected sense of relief so I know I made the right decision. And because I made the decision to decline the position, it will further drive me to get back into school. I feel really good about this.
And finally: Just before we left S.F. I went to "A Different Light Bookstore" and bought a few books for the trip but I only read one because I couldn't put it down and when I tried reading the other books I had, my mind kept wandering back to "B-Boy Blues" by James Earl Hardy. Its such an amazing story, well written, engaging, entertaining and inspiring. On account of this book and the good date I had in S.F., I decided maybe there is still some hope somewhere in the love department. I'd like to think so anyway. I think everyone should read this book, especially men of color (gay or straight). Goes best with a good funk/disco mix (think Kool and the Gang, Sylvester, Parliament) playing beside you.
The ride down was good and it was nice spending some time with Tyler in SF before he took off for L.A. on Monday. We got into one little fight-ish thing when we were at a club on the Castro on Saturday night and I felt like he didn't have my back in a fucked up situation and that he was more concerned about having a good time than my safety. I wasn't expecting him to choose, but it would have been nice if he'd shown any sort of concern for me. he's pretty selfish in that way, so I'm not surprised actually. We talked about it the next morning and he apologized but what's done is done and I feel like the gap in my trust in him has widened even more. Other than that, it was a great time. The boys we stayed with, Christian and Critter, were so sweet and generous letting us crash in their living room for three nights and running around with us during the day. They live in the Upper-Haight area and I'd never been there, but I really like it. We also got to spend some time with Martin (from Limp Wrist fame) and that was nice. He's such a sexy man.
I had one really weird date and one really amazing one. I need to be careful because the boy I had the really amazing date with....well, I like him a lot which is stupid because he has a boyfriend (they're open) and he lives in San Francisco... but he is going to come visit me soon, hopefully next month or so.
Unfortunately it rained almost the entire time I was in SF (I've seen more rain in California than I have in Portland for the last 3 months!) so I didn't get to spend as much time exploring more of the city like I wanted to. I did get up to Buena Vista park with Christian and Critter's pups and its beautiful there. I guess its really cruisy, but somehow I manage to not pick up on such things, even when they're blatantly obvious.
Oh, and on Sunday I visited Fish (who used to work at Medusa here) who is working at a shop in the Haight-Ashbury area and she finished my my aloe vera tattoo. I seriously am so sick of people thiking it a pot leaf though. IMAGINATION people! I have one... they're nice, you should try it out sometime.
Anyway, of course, I love it and we discussed plans for my backpiece whooohooo!I also went to the beer bust at the Eagle on Sunday for a while, but I started getting depressed there so my date and I left. I wanted to be outside anyway so we sat at Dolores Park for a while. This was during the aforementioned good date. There are more details, but a boy does have to have some secrets, right?
The train trip back was....l-o-n-g. Originally, it was supposed to be about 17 hours from SF to Portland....but then the train was about 6 hours late picking us up in Oakland. It was ok though, I felt so disgusting by the time we got to Portland though since I'd been basically eating junk food and sitting on my ass all day (two things I just don't do). I think it might be time for a quick fast again to cleanse San Francisco and all the crap I gorged on during the train ride from my system.
We got home to a re-decorated living room, which was a very sweet surprise implemented by Adriana and Devan, although very overwhelming to come home to after such a long trip. It looks really good though, I can tell they worked hard on it, which is really wonderful. I'm really pretty lucky in the roommate factor.
And not to mention my lil bro is back!
Its so good to be home, Portland is a place like no other and my heart and I both belong here.
A small update on the Well, such a long train ride gives one plenty of time to reflect and after thinking about it long and hard, I decided to pull a Mario (from Americal Idol) and withdraw my candiacy for the manager position. Truth be told, I actually really like the position I have and while the increase in pay would be nice, its really not that much more considering this company wants managers to basically give up their lives for the job. I am going to try to get a second part-time job to pay off the last of these bills I have and the main reason I decided that I can't take the manager position is because I really do want to get back into school within the next year and having a position like that would make it even harder to take that step forward. I called my supervisor (who did my interview last week) to let her know and as soon as I hung up the phone, I felt an unexpected sense of relief so I know I made the right decision. And because I made the decision to decline the position, it will further drive me to get back into school. I feel really good about this.
And finally: Just before we left S.F. I went to "A Different Light Bookstore" and bought a few books for the trip but I only read one because I couldn't put it down and when I tried reading the other books I had, my mind kept wandering back to "B-Boy Blues" by James Earl Hardy. Its such an amazing story, well written, engaging, entertaining and inspiring. On account of this book and the good date I had in S.F., I decided maybe there is still some hope somewhere in the love department. I'd like to think so anyway. I think everyone should read this book, especially men of color (gay or straight). Goes best with a good funk/disco mix (think Kool and the Gang, Sylvester, Parliament) playing beside you.