2007 July Archive at /frekur/blog/

Monthly Archive for July, 2007

mustard

So yo. I swear I have too much to write and never enough time.

Yesterday on our day off the BG and I rode our motorcycles to Mt Hood and saw the Timberline Lodge. It was MUCH warmer than the last time we went. (Like… 50 degrees warmer.) On the road up Mt Hood to the lodge there were all these little butterflies everywhere. I hit probably eight of them and yellow guts were everywhere on my gear and helmet. Nice.

We also spent *zero* time planning for our upcoming trip to Seattle this weekend. We leave tomorrow, have nowhere to stay and little idea of what we’ll be doing. But we’ll figure it out! I could care less if we slept under a bridge, as long as we’re together. :)

Other things that are going on include me having a major revisit from heart palpitations. I was getting them a few years go, intermittently, but two Wednesdays ago I started having them non-stop, which is beginning to concern me. I went to the doctor Monday and (of course) had none while I was there. But I’ll be using the Holter monitor for 24 hours (I did this before but nothing really came of it) to see if there’s something wrong.

Really. Annoying.

Geico is ready to settle the claim with me and has decided to give me $750 for my pain and suffering.

We’re planning on seeing the Ashes to Ashes B-boy competition with some friends on the 21st, then partying with said friends the following weekend as well. :D

My dad is going to cancel his trip the weekend the BG and I will be visiting, which is awesome. (Though I feel bad that he has to do that… just a little, hehe.)

The kittens are getting bigger, but not enough to not be slowly killing us all, still.

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on July 5, 2007

in motorcycling, relationships and travel

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minimalism

The BG rocks because he lives in a tent.

And he rocks harder because he will continue to live in a tent in NC.

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on July 2, 2007

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to women everywhere

Stop pissing on the goddamn toilet seats.

Seriously. It’s not anatomically possible for you to sit down and piss on the fucking seat. So you’re either hovering, or you’re a man. I won’t explain to you how to use the disposable seat covers.

Do you consider yourself completely disgusting?

No?

Then clean up after yourself because that shit is fucking nasty.

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on July 2, 2007

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long weekend

The BG and I had a somewhat long weekend that started last Thursday. After work, we went and had dinner at Vegetarian House and then hopped over to Berbati’s to see The National. My legs and feet were killing me the whole show, but I had a great time; they were fantastic. (And it was the closest I’ve ever stood to a band and not had any sort of reaction. Wooo!)

Friday I had a half day so I brought him to work. M says it was “Bring Your BG To Work Day”. Indeed.

I picked up my motorcycle, which looks fantastic (I’ll post a pic later) and then we got ready for a movie night out… Ratatouille and Sicko. :) :) :) Beforehand we ate at Van Hahn, a vegan Vietnamese place on 82nd and Division, near the theater. Both movies were good, Sicko made me mad, really, just as all Michael Moore’s movies do. I think it might have led me to buy this book.

Saturday we nerded out for a while, then went to see Body Worlds at OMSI. It was really amazing, despite the very subtle nauseating feeling I had during the entire exhibition. (Dude, these were *real* people…) After the BG cooked us some awesome food and then mooching some other awesome food from the roommates, we went to the Back Stage and then over to Ararat with Serena and Mark (gooooo new friends!).

More nerding occurred on Sunday and eventually the BG made a kick ass pasta salad (I’m usually not a fan, but his was really good) and vegan chocolate raspberry scones (which were gone just hours later). I re-potted some of the plants he gave me and then we settled in downstairs for a movie (Happy Feet) with M and J. :)

This morning the BG slept in a teeny bit and then left for work. When I got up a couple hours later I found two notes.

It’s getting closer, I know. Yesterday was the start of July, and in one month (which lately has felt like one breath’s length), I will be gearing up for goodbyes. We’re both feeling it. Saying “I’m going to miss him” doesn’t even begin to explain how I feel.

But at least we have unlimited MMS messaging. :)