Aug 22, 2010 23:31
I managed to open a Pandora's Box from the past that I should have kept miles and miles away from. Doing so made me realize how lucky I am for having someone like Logan in my life. We've been apart for just over a week, and I was doing fine with enjoying my space. But, today, in the fallout of this recent incident with someone I hooked up with the past, I have never felt so blessed for having a boyfriend like Logan, and I have never missed him more than I do now.
Logan returns tomorrow evening. He was in the Mingan Archipelago up in the Gaspe' region of Quebec. He got this amazing gig cooking for a Discovery Channel film crew while they're shooting a special about Canada's national parks - one of which involves this particular location. I want to surprise him when he returns. I'm thinking about something cheesy like surprising him at the airport holding a bunch of flowers or something. hehe! It will be fun. Hopefully, his flight runs on time.
I start soon on my blogging gig for McGill. I will probably simply cross-post between my new McGill blog and this one. A lot of the stuff I've written here is totally legit for sharing with prospective McGill students and families and whatnot. I met some of the other bloggers and did some headshots. The other bloggers are SUCH interesting folks! Their research topics range from things like artificial intelligence in video game design, opera performance, and healthcare law and public policy. I can't wait to meet the rest of the folks and read some of what they're doing here at McGill.
I should start posting food items that I cook on here. That would be a good way to chronicle my culinary adventures. This weekend, I made pepperoni rolls for the first time. However, they were kinda lousy, I thought. I'll have to work on refining the recipe and making something that can pass the finicky palettes of the Ohio Valley locals.
This antiestablishment-type radical dude came into the metro and defaced it with this permanent marker shit. Nobody did a thing. Everyone just kinda watched, not knowing how to react to this appalling vandalism in our metro. Finally, as the dude was getting ready to walk out, this short Asian dude finally got up and confronted the bastard. A brawl almost broke out, and it was pretty tense among everyone. However, the metro doors slammed and separated the two, and the vandal walked away into the station. At this point, everyone was still in this weird sort of silent disbelief about what had just happened.
I felt like shit about the situation. It's amazing how softened we have become in our modern urban society. Failing to stand up for ourselves in a situation that clearly warranted confrontation. I was one of those silent observers who was too scared and too confused to do anything. The short Asian dude who stood up to this guy and gave him shit for his vagrant disregard of common decency is my hero. He made me realize that I don't have to be a 6-foot-tall buff dude with intimidating stature in order to stand up to people. It's sad that, at this point in my life, I haven't yet grown the balls to be tenacious and blunt with people that desperately need to be put in their place.
I bottle things up a lot. It's my nature by now. I really hope that, next time something like that happens, I shamelessly tell the fucker off. And, that people appreciate the fact that someone stood up and took direct action to resolve an issue, instead of simply letting the giant elephant in the room remain unacknowledged.
self-awareness and personal reform,
reflections