Pressing on him to talk to me doesn’t do anything except make me feel like a pest. I would love to think that waiting and being patient might yield a day where he’ll open up… except I know that’s not going to happen.
I really fucking miss him.
Monthly Archive for May, 2007
I think of Jess every single day. I am sad to suddenly realize that we aren’t close and don’t talk. I don’t really know what’s going on in his life and I only get pieces when I message him online… but I want to know and I want to be a part of it, even though I’m now far away.
Well, the buzz at work is that the kids at the Bakery Bar found me out. (Apparently by finding my blog?) Meh, whatever.
Yesterday I had the rear tire replaced on the SV and now everything is in perfect working order. I rode down last night to Woodburn and the ride was amazing; warm enough to remove all the liners from my gear and feel the wind. It was great.
I rode back up this morning and got stuck in some serious fucking traffic coming into Portland. I thought I’d make it to work early so I could be home for my movie date tonight with m, but sitting on 99E for an hour and a half didn’t help me out much.
Tonight I’m going to Spin Cycle with Jay and I can’t fucking wait. Me needs to let off some steam on the dancefloor. :)
Also, I’ve decided to let my hair grow long again. I can’t stand this helmet hair I have all the time now. I need to be able to pull it back.
Depressing, eh?
Relieving.
Ugh.
Ugh ugh ughhhhhhhhhhhhh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh UGH.
Don’t.like.being.insecure.
Consisted of:
Camping out at the BG’s place of employment, getting a beer at the wrong bar, welcoming Sarah home, eating vegan raspberry/strawberry pie, riding motorcycles over the Hawthorne bridge and having the shit scared out of me from the steel grates, asking the Apple store people about what I can do about my iPod, buying a dozen vegan donuts, helping the BG install a windscreen and then taking him for a ride on the back of the SV (a little tricky, but not as scary as I thought), helped make vegan pizza for dinner with the housemates on Saturday, watching Human Traffic and missing the Crackcrew, buying some sweet sunglasses (I was way overdue), nerding out on my laptop for a few hours, rode up to Beacon Rock and took some pictures, took a bunch of turns on my motorcycle and felt really confident about them (the road we were on was pretty twisty… and fun), and… cleaning up the Insight for the buyer (he came to get it yesterday and it looked purdy).
Just when I think things couldn’t get more interesting… I got a call this morning telling me Thuy and his wife were prego.
Hahahahaha!
What a *man*.
(I miss those TG kids.)
