Long but informative
My life isn't currently going entirely as I had planned, but I'm not complaining about it. I'm rather happy actually.
On the other hand, I'm not happy with my livejournal activity.
I've been spending so many nights out and out late that I haven't updated as much as I've wanted to and I haven't been reading my friends' posts (that's all of you). The real point behind "G.o.D. points" was so that I would get into a habit of reading my friends' posts. But alas, I have thusfar failed. No worries though, this just means that one day when my mom is teaching at school I'll be sitting down and reading probably over a hundred different posts.
I constantly declare to myself that I am going to "re-claim" my life. And I do. For a day or so. Then I go back to my regularly scheduled program.
I want to do more photography, reading, videography, letter-writing, excersize, and my couple other secret projects. Don't ask about them, they're secret for a reason.
But instead of those things, I am just living a routine of sleep, eat, smoke, work, Fuel, friends, smoke, eat, sleep, wander aimlessly, smoke, eat, work, Fuel, friends, etc. etc. etc.
On top of that, I'm starting to get lonely again. I'm used to thinking of Jameson everyday, but when I think of him about ten times a day I know it's time for me to get a boyfriend. So, I've declared that I will have a boyfriend by my birthday, February 26. This gives me a little more than three weeks. The bitch is I hardly know any gay guys, definitely not any I would want to date and not the kind that are likely to have friends I would be interested in even hanging out with really. But there is a guy that I've been noticing more and more...just if I wasn't so damned shy. And I'm intimidated by him, because of my old highschool thing of "he's too 'cool' for me"
Fucking bullshit.
But, I am feeling pretty good nonetheless. Even if I am not working on my projects, I am spending time with people who love me, and that has nearly always been my key to insanity. Which, by the way, is my biggest fear of traveling. I'm not afraid of getting lost or mugged or pickpocketed or kidnapped or murdered or cheated or anything like that. I'm afraid of how I will be when I am without friends by my side. Physically, I mean, I know you all will be there...just not, you know, there. But, that's also one of the reasons that traveling will be such a growth experience for me. Speaking of travels, I currently have $1,000.33 in my travel savings account, which is good but about $200 off of my projected savings. The moped and a couple other expenses have cut into me, but I still have plenty of time to make up for it.
The email and reply:
Dear cherrypop2002,
>
> Hey Jim, It's Garrett here, just checking in for confirmation that
> Scott got the money order and that you are looking at shipping quotes.
> Just getting a little worried here since I haven't heard a word since
> I mailed in the money. Your Buyer, ~garrettondemand
Garret.
No worries, Scott's just slammed right now, getting prepped for
Barret-Jackson, million things going on, hasn't forgotten you, nor your
shipping concerns on the Puegeot moped.
I am c.c. ing him on this email just to light a fire.
You should hear something this week.
Apologies for the delay and thanks for your patience.
Jim
I won the 1980 Peugeot moped on January 12. Sent in the payment (money order) via overnight mail on January 13. I still haven't heard a word from Scott.
To be honest, I'm not too worried about it. I'm a patient guy, and I'm also very trusting, even of strangers. Nonetheless, I think it's a bad sign when your friends are more worried about your money than you are. Or maybe it's just a sign of good friends.
The only other thing I'd like to say is that I want to start hanging out with some of my "old" friends some more. I know, my "old" friends from highschool aren't really "old" friends, but it really feels like it. I saw Sean Todd, David Hess, and Jimmy Nehrbass the other day, which was great. God, I don't know why I'm using last names too. I'll stop. I'd really like to see Jeremy and Andrew and some of that gang too. And you too Hunter, and all the other BK kids I respect that are still in school.
I was supposed to hang out with Bobby about a week ago, we set a day for lunch and said we'd call each other the day before to determine where and when. I totally forgot about it, still haven't called him back.
Since by this point my entry is so long that nobody but myself is reading it, and maybe good ol' Adam Vos cuz he's awesome at reading all my entries, I'm just gonna keep typing.
I'm starting to want to move out again. Reasons for staying: My family is awesome, I don't have to chip in much, I don't have to pay for food, and I can drive my mom's truck nearly as much as I want. If I move out again, I'll have to pay at least $300 rent (because that's the cheapest place I'm willing to live in), buy my own car, get my own insurance policy (I pay insurance, but it's much cheaper than if on my own policy), buy my own food, pay for my own internet connection, buy furniture, pay for laundry, and most likely deal with a roommate. Considering as how I'm down on my travel savings without having all of those costs, I know that truly moving out will seriously impede what is very much the largest goal of my current life. Reason for moving out: I want my own place, damnit. Once Kurt builds his new office in the garage, I'll have the room to myself. While that's nothing compared to my own place, it's a hell of a lot better than just having a bed in his current office.
I don't really know what I want to do. Scratch that. I don't really know what I'm going to do.
But whatever it is, it's bound to be interesting.
After all, I am Garrett McLain.