the book is mostly done. im sure ill find typos or some formatting problems, but as far as i am concerned, 99% of the work on it is now done. now the trick is figuring out why i cant save to my floppy.

as has been pointed out already, today was my last day at captech. im a free man. this means several things. my email address there no longer works. dont email me at work, i wont get it. it also means im totally unemployed. i am techincally a full-time student (which i have been the last two years anyway). without any sort of income (which i havent been).

the coolness of this hasnt sunk in yet. instead ive just been doing insane edits on the book. but im pretty happy with it. not 100%, but to be 100% would require a new book. not finishing this one.

somehow, its funny to go to price club (costco) and pick up a bix box of condoms. and go with your ex-girlfriend (who has a memebership) and then have her pay for them. tip of the hat to linda. but rest easy, knowing that she will be paid back for her loan to me.

yes, so thats about it. im not working, i got the book done (in time for david to show up at the party on fri and demand his copy). david also has now apparantly surpassed me word-count wise with his novel, which he started only about two months ago. hhhmmm…basically six years vs two months. im a slow writer i suppose.

oh and im a shitty friend. because i almost forgot: happy birthday ben!

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not too much happening here. ive been really incredibly busy with my class, with working out, with looking for a new house, with working, with going out, with staying in touch with friends, with everything. eek.

my last class is tonight. then i have a month off. then i either take a concept class in b-more in the fall, or a color theory class in dc. either would be cool. really cool, actually.

im moving, sadly. my roommies are leaving, and the house is too expensive for me, so i am likely headed farther afield. georgetown? maybe. glover park? adams morgan? woodley park? we’ll see. more than likely NW. my friend bethany might have to move, too, and id love to live with her but finding something affordable for two in the city with parking is difficult. no, not difficult. impossible. i move either sept 1 or oct 1. we’ll see. im not too stressed about it. lots of people move this time of year.

i need to go to class. i shall chat later. when i have more energy, more time. perhaps one day i’ll tell a story again or make a post that actually says something about my life. things are just so jumbled right now, in every respect, that im having trouble making sense of it all. for now, im going with the flow.

love to all.

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suggested track: “i wanna rock” by twisted sister

last night was probably one of the best nights of my life. i can’t remember a time when i felt better. all of my friends here threw me a surprise party. like 17 or 18 people were there. i was completely fooled. rachel totally played the naive card, and i fell for it. saying she wanted to check out this brew pub that her friend miracle told her about. i had been there, didn’t care for the place, even though their beer is very good, and decided to have dinner there with rachel. we get there, it’s going to be like twenty minutes for a table, so we head downstairs to get a drink while we wait. only there is a huge table in the back, and all of my friends were there. my initial thought was “why are all my friends having dinner here without me?” i’m not the sharpest knife in the drawer. then they all yelled surprise. i was very surprised, shocked, embarrassed, happy, etc. i couldn’t believe they did it. lenore and erik baked me a cake, and it had a barbie sugary decal on it. that was funny. i got to eat barbie’s boobs. i drank lots of beer, and shots and was trashed. travis got me a shot of wild turkey. that put the hurt on. plus i had been doing shots of cuervo. debra bought me a shot of cuervo, as per usual i yelled “thunderbird!” (kevin thought i was yelling “underwear!”), and slammed the shot glass down on the table so hard that i shattered it. i also got up the table and tried to walk down it like i was on a runway. at least that is what rachel tells me. i remember getting on the table, i just didn’t know why. apparently someone came over and said something to me. i don’t remeber this, but i told rachel last night that i probably swore at him. that is not cool, but at least i can say is that i don’t remember it. it was so great, i am so amazed that they did this for me. i’ve never felt better or luckier.

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my days of infrequent posting are drawing to an end and the days of non-posting are looming ahead. possibly. tomorrow i fly to dc and from there go to richmond. three weeks away from home, then a week here, then back to school. it makes it seem as if the summer is already over, even though i have a fun month ahead of me.

i’m going to miss friends. it was awesome having my uncle jon visit. i hadn’t seen him since the winter before this past one. we wandered 23rd looking for a present for me and went out to lunch. fun times. and i actually didn’t end up feeling guilty about having money spent on me. my lunch was cheap, and i made up some of it by giving my uncle a dollar to give to a bum, as he only had twenties. the present i will get a lot of enjoyment out of.

i had friends over last night to say goodbye. it is really weird that its going to be so long until i see them. i’ve gotten used to having them within driving distance again. i think all in all my tea party was a success. lots of laughter is a definite good thing.

i dreamt last night that my flight had gotten canceled. i was furious, they wouldn’t get me on another flight so my options were not going or paying many hundred dollars to buy a new ticket at day of prices.

its kind of surreal that i’m actually leaving tomorrow. i’ve been looking forward to this for months, but it snuck up on me. time to try to fit more things in my tiny suitcase. at least i was able to restrain myself and only plan on two pairs of shoes including those i’ll wear on the plane.

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This weekend I headed off with Amy for her family reunion. I tend to find reunions a little on the odd side, having not grown up in a family that has “reunions.” We typically just get the entire brigade together at the holidays. But, all weirdness aside, I had a good enough time. I got to see my little nieces, which was a blast. I guess I was a bad influence, getting them all riled up, but playing with them, swinging them around in circles, and tossing them upside down was a ton of fun. And I only dropped them once.

Just kidding.

So, I guess it should be no surprise, after having spent the weekend being the “fun uncle” and seeing all the distant relatives’ newborns, that I dreamt of a baby Sunday night. But, sheez, it was so real. Amy and I were in our bed room. We had the light blue sheets on the bed. And there, laying on the sheets was a little baby girl with light brown hair. She just looked up at us with those eyes as I bent over to pick her up. Her skin felt so new. Naked and helpless, she was totally dependant on us. But unlike other times when I’ve dreamt of babies entering my life, I wasn’t scared witless at the thought of having to care for her.

I felt happy.

And then I awoke.

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insomnia. after a day or moving, which should completely wear and knock me out. go figure. i am pissed though. also my back – inflamed vertebrae- is AWFUL. nothing is comfortable – waking or resting position. off to the doctor i go, hopefully soon. until then, i will continue the steady flow of ibuprofin into my blood stream. woohoo.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEN! and happy last day of work, tripper. tell captech to eat a dick (flashback).

in the news-that-rocks-my-world-with-a-giggle segment of this post: joey mcintyre (of nkotb fame, or infamy, as you prefer) is joining the cast of ‘boston public’ this season. let us all rejoice and watch this possible impending disaster (will the cast sing even more?). hm. if only it had been donnie though.

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i think if tripp spent less time analyzing AP3 like mr faux movie critic, allowed himself to smile at lowbrow humor, and removed whatever piece of equipment they must have left up his ass during his coloscopy, he would have enjoyed the movie a lot more. ahahahahahahaha. all in good fun, dear tripp, all in good fun. please do not try to zing me back or this will just get messy.

i am delirious after 2 days spent packing my belongings. i now live downstairs for the next 11 or so days. trying to fall asleep in vaughn’s bed awhile ago i realized uncomfortably that i was all too familiar with that particular piece of furniture. eek.

damn it, why can’t i sleep? my parents will be here in approximately 8 hours and 51 minutes!

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