Back on track...
Just got done having 'insanity chat' with someone I was supposed to go on a date with this weekend. Insanity chat in this case being defined as him overanalyzing everything to death and out-thinking himself while I wished we could just get together and smoke weed to mellow him the fuck out, lol. Needless to say, although I was greatly looking forward to meeting him pre-insanity chat, it ain't happening now.
I find it so bloody regrettable that so much interacting is done via the internet these days. Sure it's convenient but it's a terrible medium to have any kind of meaningful conversation through, and yet the vast majority of people seem fine with that. All the smileys and emotes in the world are no substitue for body language, intonation, etc. Which makes it especially frustrating that so much of gay interaction, particularly the meeting/pre-date leadup phase, is IM-based. And MySpace, thou art still the Devil's tool, verily.
As so often happens in life however, a dose of awesome came around with the dose of lame this week.
Fiscal security wrapped its comforting arms around me in that I'm no longer afraid for my job. Our department is still going to be shuffled around and restructured thanks to asinine budget cuts (and yes this is pretty much the Bush administration's fault, and no that's not uber-liberal angst talking) but I and some of the cool people I work with were lucky enough to retain our positions. Very golden ticket'ish.
Also, over the weekend the goils and I, and our non-goil geek counterparts, enjoyed a lovely three days at Sun River for Andy's birthday (though there really wasn't anything birthday'ish about it). It's been dubbed the Weekend of Healing, as we all greatly needed to unwind and just get the hell outta Portland for awhile. Hightlights included but were not limited to:
- A grand ol' turkey dinner, just like Andy used to make! For being the first bird that he and his significant other had ever prepared, it turned out damned good. The end of the meal saw Myles and I doing glorious battle over the scraps left over while being simultaneously cheered and jeered by the rest of the table for our barbaric behavior.
- The most brilliant snow architects collaborating together to give us such fine works as "snow Isengaard", "snow rabbit from Donnie Darko", "snow turtles fighting snow whale", and of course, the masterpiece..."snow monstrosity chasing snow peasants" (no thatched roof cottages unfortunately).
- Pueeerto Riiico and splorg!! Any truly good vacation sees the birth of at least one new gaming addiciton and one group-lexicon addition. This trip those honors went to our game from south of the border, Puerto Rico, wherein Maize Queens, Indigo Mistresses and Tobacco Fiends vie for control of poor people's lives, and the term 'splorg', which I hope very much will endure as an expression of discontent for months to come.
So yeah, while some concerns from last posting remain, lotsa good stuffs (stuffs!) happened too, and February starts itself with me feeling far more enthusiastic and rejuvenated than did the end of January.
I find it so bloody regrettable that so much interacting is done via the internet these days. Sure it's convenient but it's a terrible medium to have any kind of meaningful conversation through, and yet the vast majority of people seem fine with that. All the smileys and emotes in the world are no substitue for body language, intonation, etc. Which makes it especially frustrating that so much of gay interaction, particularly the meeting/pre-date leadup phase, is IM-based. And MySpace, thou art still the Devil's tool, verily.
As so often happens in life however, a dose of awesome came around with the dose of lame this week.
Fiscal security wrapped its comforting arms around me in that I'm no longer afraid for my job. Our department is still going to be shuffled around and restructured thanks to asinine budget cuts (and yes this is pretty much the Bush administration's fault, and no that's not uber-liberal angst talking) but I and some of the cool people I work with were lucky enough to retain our positions. Very golden ticket'ish.
Also, over the weekend the goils and I, and our non-goil geek counterparts, enjoyed a lovely three days at Sun River for Andy's birthday (though there really wasn't anything birthday'ish about it). It's been dubbed the Weekend of Healing, as we all greatly needed to unwind and just get the hell outta Portland for awhile. Hightlights included but were not limited to:
- A grand ol' turkey dinner, just like Andy used to make! For being the first bird that he and his significant other had ever prepared, it turned out damned good. The end of the meal saw Myles and I doing glorious battle over the scraps left over while being simultaneously cheered and jeered by the rest of the table for our barbaric behavior.
- The most brilliant snow architects collaborating together to give us such fine works as "snow Isengaard", "snow rabbit from Donnie Darko", "snow turtles fighting snow whale", and of course, the masterpiece..."snow monstrosity chasing snow peasants" (no thatched roof cottages unfortunately).
- Pueeerto Riiico and splorg!! Any truly good vacation sees the birth of at least one new gaming addiciton and one group-lexicon addition. This trip those honors went to our game from south of the border, Puerto Rico, wherein Maize Queens, Indigo Mistresses and Tobacco Fiends vie for control of poor people's lives, and the term 'splorg', which I hope very much will endure as an expression of discontent for months to come.
So yeah, while some concerns from last posting remain, lotsa good stuffs (stuffs!) happened too, and February starts itself with me feeling far more enthusiastic and rejuvenated than did the end of January.