yes I am alive
Major news points:
Since I last updated, I started dating Leesa, the hot girl from work. It was awesome. It was everything I'd ever wanted. I didn't want anyone else. Stopped hanging out with Raymond, hung out with Lou only platonically. Felt truly monogamous for the first time in my life. She moved in when my Fabulous Roomie moved out (May? June? I don't remember.) 'Round about July things started getting shitty. By August, she was getting really emotionally abusive and finally I told her to either treat me decent or get the hell out of my life. 2 weeks later, 3 days before my birthday, she physically assaulted me at work. I had to call the police to get her out of the house, and it sucked. Restraining order. Arrest. Suckage. Threatening voicemails. Craziness. Bullshit suicide attempts. Craziness. Finally it got to the point that I didn't feel safe leaving the house or being at work, so I left town. Went to Albuquerque, NM and Portland, OR. Came back for the court date. More suckage. Perjury galore. She said she never hit me. And that she'd been intending to tell me things were over, anyways. And that she never wanted to talk to me again. Haven't spoken to her since, despite her almost-weekly attempts to contact me. Still kinda fucked up over her. Not going to date anyone again for a long time, I think.
Got a kitten! Her name is Trilla, and she's a ninja. Back before shit went down, Leesa was out walking her dog on the morning of July 4th, and a homeless guy came out of the woods and gave her this tiny kitten, and she brought it home. I am grateful on a daily basis that Leesa does not care for scooping cat litter, or else she probably wouldn't have left Trilla with me when she left, and I would be very lonely.
My friend Aimie got pregnant and just had the baby last Friday. She sent me pics, and while normally I think all newborns look like kind-of like umeboshi, I was quite impressed. I think he looks a little bit like Jude Law, but perhaps it's too early to tell. I'm really, really happy for her.
I have taken up spinning. So far I have not produced anything magnificent, but I'm really enjoying it.
I have this weird, masochistic experiment going on to see if I can go all winter without turning my heat on. So far, it's working out ok, but it's not particularly enjoyable. I think I will only be really proud of myself if I actually go all winter-- if I only make it til January, I'll just feel stupid.
...But I'm hoping to move out of here by January, anyways, so I guess it's a moot point.
Oh! And I cut my hair. After the horribleness of the court date, I was having trouble sleeping, and one night I finally decided that I needed to go and get my hair cut really short, get a bunch of tattoos and crazy piercings, and somewhere along the way develop a badass butch attitude and flirt recklessly with girls in bars. So, if you know me at all, you know that I have a tendency to make very long lists of things I need to do and then by the end of the day, I have completed maybe 2 of those things. So far I have gotten my hair cut. Maybe in a year I'll have managed a tattoo. We'll see.