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Yay! Moving again!

Thoughts,

So! Today I’ve moved out of Mari and Britt’s apartment. Mari and Britt are two of the most WONDERFUL women and have been supporting me in many many ways for the last six months. I can’t even begin to explain how beautiful these two are. They’ve helped me financially and they’ve been a rock for me emotionally as well as helped give me some of my “gay” culture in the world. They are fun, lovable, and will eat sushi with me any time I want! hehe.

Now I’m moving on to a house in Vancouver, on “The Drive.” Right now, there’s only five of us living in the house but that’s because lots of people are away for the summer. Usually there’s more! The house is amazing. Its a four-story co-ed house with 7 rooms, four bathrooms, two kitchens, and a laundry room! Two of my friends here also live here although they are both away on vacation right now. It’s pretty sweet! I’ll post pictures at some point. Right now I’m just sorta sitting here, loving the place! Also, there’s a dog here named Pippin! How awesome is that!? Not as awesome as Mari and Britt but its pretty up there! ;)

Birthday

About Me

So, I admit… I love having birthday parties for myself. Throughout my childhood and teen years I’d only really had a handful of parties each year so once I got out of college I began to throw a party with my most intimate friends. We’d usually go to Dave & Busters and play fun games until we were tired of that and then I’d go out to Sardos Lounge and drink lots and sing lots of Karaoke.

This year, I feel like my friends circle has grown quite large since I got to Vancouver so I decided to give it a shot with a party. I invited everyone I knew up here and quite a bit of those people showed up to the party (even after several confusing plan-changes). It was truly fantastic to get to spend time with these people!

And presents! Let me just take a few minutes out right now to talk about the presents I got (of which we’ll post pictures of soon while I formulate my massive thank you’s). Apparently money was collected from a dozen or so people and They collectively bought me … AN IPOD!!! HOLY COW.

Like, an iPod is REALLY something I was wanting! I love it! But wait! There’s more! The iPod also came with a little alarm/player thing that I can sit it in and play music on speakers. RAD. And also this really super fabulous pink tool kit that I had been wanting for a long time! So I will be sending the official Thank Yous tomorrow to everyone involved but, really, THANK YOU OMG!

Tonight at my party, One person brought me some Quinoa, Blue Agave Sweetener, and Almond Butter to encourage me to continue with my healthy lifestyle. I also got an amazing gift certificate to Miranda’s Hat and a really cool spa kit, as well as some cards. Thank you to all of you who participated in this event!

I know there’s some people who would have liked to come but couldn’t for one reason or another and so I wanted to thank you too! You’re willingness to share yourselves like that means a lot to me!

That’s about it for now! I’ll post pictures of the wonderful iPod ensemble tomorrow! *hugs*

Chirps

Thoughts

Today was one of those days where I got failure data at nearly every corner. I’m exaggerating a bit but then that’s what I do! I exaggerate. I say “a million” in place of… 12. I say “I’m SOOO tired,” in place of “I’m tired.” As if the exaggeration somehow makes it better. Regardless of my exaggeration habits, it was still one of “those” days.

Getting feedback or failing isn’t usually a big problem for me. I’ve always tried to take a really positive position on “failing” and what that meant for me, but sometimes I fail at that. Yes, I think I meant to be ironic. Not just ironic, but TOTALLY ironic (exaggeration habit, just in case you needed a flashing arrow). I think that I seem to have a problem with it when the failure feedback feels more like a punishment than anything else. I don’t know why that aspect really bothers me but I’ve seen it crop up a few times in the last several weeks so its worth looking at.

My day started out with a meeting that failed to happen. This wasn’t a big deal at all as its just the nature of the biz. Going forward, however, I decided to make boiled eggs for breakfast (as is my usual course) and one of my eggs began to chirp after it was boiled. Now… a chirping egg is kind of creepy, but a chirping BOILED egg was like a ghost was sitting right next to me petting my hair and singing eerie songs to me. I was sitting in a stricken panic as I tried to find logic in what was happening. I think I sat there, thinking or trying to think, for 15 minutes before I even thought to google the chirping boiled egg and get information on it. My mind was filled with horrid thoughts of a melted baby chic letting out its last few chirps. By the time I started my research, I was convinced that the baby chic, who’s name would have been Reba, must have had its little beak melted off during the boiling process and was just sitting in the egg trapped, crying to be let loose. It couldn’t crack its way out because the beak was melted. it couldn’t move because its body was melted. It could only chirp.

Google says that boiled egg will chirp when air is forced through its porous membranes.

Well, okay. I’m still not going to eat eggs any time soon.

The whole day was kind of like that. Events happened, I reacted and stayed in that “mood” for a while.

Later I was hanging out with some amazing friends of mine, talking about my reactions to the chirping and everything else. I was re-living the emotions of the day while talking to them and suddenly found myself embarrassed and unable to really focus. What happened next, however, was so cool that I don’t know if I’ll ever forget the experience. My friend, who is an actress, took me through a series of emotion changes that completely got me out of my embarrassment state. The process was SO amazing. I went from embarrassed, to DEEPLY embarrassed, to calmer, to excited to intense and then to peacefulness. It was the first real experience I have ever had with any sort of “being the thing I’m thinking about” which some may call acting.

Anyway, my walk tonight was much shorter than usual so I’m going to try to opt for a slightly longer one tomorrow. I only went for 20 minutes tonight. I’m beginning to feel a bit unsafe in my neighborhood, so the later I procrastinate the walk, the shorter it gets.

In other news, my birthday party is coming up soon! I’m in the process of changing venues for it to a Vancouver based venue to make it easier for the guests to show up. It should be fun and probably my biggest party yet, if all goes according to my plans at any rate. I’ll be 29 on Monday! One more year till 30! The party an 80s themed potluck style event. I have to get an outfit still. Mari and Britt are going to load an 80s playlist on one of their iPods to play throughout the evening. Hopefully the weather will be excited for my party as well!

I have an early day tomorrow, meetings meetings meetings. Time to retire for the night.

Changing winds…

Projects, , ,

So, two months pass by and already there’s way too much information to put down on this one little entry. As each sentence passes by, so does the amount of items I’d like to report on here.  I start out my entries with thousands of inspirational bits to write about and find that they slowly evaporate when it comes time to get past any sort of introduction. Perhaps “evaporate” isn’t the correct word here, because my mind never truly loses “thought-mass” as I like to call it. Perhaps “become replaced” is a better term, replaced with a less formed thought.

So that’s exactly why I’m trying to stick to two items on this entry! In the infamous words of Ralph Wiggam, “I’m learnding!” As the title suggests, there’s some changes going on here in my life, my world, my sphere… if you will. I started this blog out with the intention to blog about my journey as an entreapreuner; to talk about the joys and trials of starting a business on no budget. I haven’t kept up with it in that fasion, and it now appears that more will change as time goes on, as I’ve decided to sideline the business for now and try again later. This ties into the second topic for the entry, which is all about dissapointment, but more on that later!

About Prestige’s fate. It’s a lovely business and has a lot of great potential with a very open market. Because of those facts, I’m going to let it simmer for a while since I have a few clients that I’d like to continue to work with. That being said, I’m going to do something bold and fun! I’m going to move to a new country! I’ll be working with Girls by Design during the development and deployment of their website. I’m just waiting on my passport in order to initiate the work permit papers for Canada and we’ll be good to go. It’s very exciting. Exclamation Point.

So, in light of these changes, it got me thinking about dissapointment a bit. I was discussing that word with someone else a couple of weeks ago, and I have come to realize that the phrase “to dissapoint” or any sort of offshoot of that phrase is one of the more manipulating parts in our entire human language! Any time anyone uses that phrase or subset of phrases and words, it is almost always applied in a way that’s manipulating or controlling one party or another. When you make decisions so that you don’t dissapoint someone else, you’re really saying that their interactions are controlling you. When you are afraid of dissapointing yourself, that’s a form of self-control, in the bad sense. What is dissapointment? It seems to me that dissaopintment is another word that people try to use when describing someone else’s  negative reaction, such as “sad”,”mad” or maybe even a combination, with a consequence if that person has does have one of those reactions. So the queston really is… why does it matter? Why can’t someone be sad or mad or whatever and it not have any real impact on you and who you are and what you do? I vote for the removal of the word “dissapointment” from everyday vocabulary and just focus on you and what you have to do!

Pulling that all around, that’s exactly what I’m doing. What I have to do. No disappointments! Let’s do it, yo!

An heart condition

About Me,

I have this condition. It’s rather serious and somewhat life-altering at times. Although the condition often rears its head, I don’t struggle from it often, really. Sometimes I feel pain, but most of the time I live my life as most normal people do, as I have adjusted to the condition to my heart.

The condition is called “ilovepeopleitis”. Yes, that’s what its called. I love people. It’s true.  I have a lot of hope in mankind, and trust that people are good and will do good things and make good things and say good things and drink mead and be merry.

I walk down the street and catch the eye of a little child, playing, oblivious to the larger world surrounding him and I feel a sense of warmth and happiness. It’s almost as if I draw energy from the sight.

I sit at an aiport, eavesdropping on a group of elderly people discussing the changing times and the future of air travel, and I smile, and hug myself. I draw a bit more energy from their rapid tennis game of conversation.

I pass by a mother, towing her child, shopping for wonderful treats and having a hard time saying no to the less healthy of the selections and I chuckle and shake my head. Another parent suckered by their one true love; Another boost.

All day long I think about people. I think about how our world wouldn’t exist in the same way without them. I think about how we wouldn’t progress without them. And I remind myself that that is what my cause is… to help continue the progression of people; to keep the world in balance of its natural order. I remind myself that I am part of that collective noun called “people” and I am part of the progression and play a part in the way the world exists.

My condition overtakes me at times. It guides me and leads nearly every aspect of my life. It is within me and I wouldn’t trade it for the world.