I FUCKING LOVE APPLES!
The title is ironic because two of my major fandoms at the moment deal with apples and they both make me want to die a little inside because of it, but there was a thing on Tumblr, and it was hilarious and I fucking love Lana Parrilla, okay?
So, on to my life:
I have decided one of these soon weekends, I want to go to Portland. I am going to put a messege on my college's board about carpooling down there and see who is planning a trip. I really just want to say i have traveled because ironically, the last time i went somewhere that was considered a vacation, it was to Portland. That was actually kind of a cool trip. it was a new thing for me. This will be somewhat new as well, as i will be carpooling with people i may not know so well. But I think a small trip will do some good. my roommate is going weird. I don't know if I want to get into that, but she is getting married to a guy she barely knows so he can get on her insurance. I dont know. He's a nice man, but as Susan's friend, I don't want her to get tangled up in something she won't be able to emotionally handle later. She claims time and again that there is not going to be anything going on between them and that down the line if they don't work out, they could get the marriage annuled, but I really do think there are feelings there on her side at least. I haven't gotten to really know the guy enough to know whether he may feel something for her. If that is so, great. The friend in me is concerned, the tennant in me is concerned but for a more selfish reason, and the fellow human in me is like 'we're all adults and let it play out as it is to play out'. Anyway, the reason i brought all that up was because theyre going to Vegas to get married on the strip, and I figure I might take a trip as well. i don't have much money, but people vacation all the time if they are smart about it. I just want to make sure my trip won't cost me more than $250, and knowing me, just going to Powell's book store will cost about a third of that at least. The last time I was there, I bought a good dozen books for 100, but then, the whole vacation was done on my tax return of $320, train, motel and pleasure, so if I vanpool, that would shave off about $70 automatically, and if I am lucky/brave enough to borrow floorspace from someone who would spare it, that would shave off another 100 that would would spend for lodging. I don't know. I will have to think on it some more and gain a little more courage to do it. I have been too in my bubble lately, and the last time I went to Portland, I wasn't having the gender issues I have now, and I know that I have let the gender issues hold me back. I know I need to get out there a little more and not be so afraid. I will check out weekend vanpools to Portland and see how frequent they are (probably just about every weekend, and I will be good about my spending from now on).
I feel like a gay man right now. Okay, it is a stereotype that I am falling into, but I am a gay man about two things so far: hair (mostly on women with the hair porn like Mary McDonnel, Jaime Murray, and Jennifer Morrison at the moment), and Cher. Okay, I didn't used to love Cher, but I fucking love her now. I think it started with this dancey music, like Believe, and Song for the Lonely, and now i discovered on my Pandora station a couple of songs from her Living Proof CD, which has When the Money's Gone and now I am absolutely in love with A Different Kind of Love Song. From the looks of it, if her songs are upbeat both in tempo and in lyrics, I like it. Plus, she should have been the first person to fanboi about hair over, now that I think about it. Anyway, I am going to leave the song below under a cut. If you read all of this, thank you for wading through my caffine induced 4 AM ramblings.
Okay, so I may have lied to you about the cut. I am sorry, and it will probably happen again.
Erin
PS. Seriously you guys, I fucking love this song.
So, on to my life:
I have decided one of these soon weekends, I want to go to Portland. I am going to put a messege on my college's board about carpooling down there and see who is planning a trip. I really just want to say i have traveled because ironically, the last time i went somewhere that was considered a vacation, it was to Portland. That was actually kind of a cool trip. it was a new thing for me. This will be somewhat new as well, as i will be carpooling with people i may not know so well. But I think a small trip will do some good. my roommate is going weird. I don't know if I want to get into that, but she is getting married to a guy she barely knows so he can get on her insurance. I dont know. He's a nice man, but as Susan's friend, I don't want her to get tangled up in something she won't be able to emotionally handle later. She claims time and again that there is not going to be anything going on between them and that down the line if they don't work out, they could get the marriage annuled, but I really do think there are feelings there on her side at least. I haven't gotten to really know the guy enough to know whether he may feel something for her. If that is so, great. The friend in me is concerned, the tennant in me is concerned but for a more selfish reason, and the fellow human in me is like 'we're all adults and let it play out as it is to play out'. Anyway, the reason i brought all that up was because theyre going to Vegas to get married on the strip, and I figure I might take a trip as well. i don't have much money, but people vacation all the time if they are smart about it. I just want to make sure my trip won't cost me more than $250, and knowing me, just going to Powell's book store will cost about a third of that at least. The last time I was there, I bought a good dozen books for 100, but then, the whole vacation was done on my tax return of $320, train, motel and pleasure, so if I vanpool, that would shave off about $70 automatically, and if I am lucky/brave enough to borrow floorspace from someone who would spare it, that would shave off another 100 that would would spend for lodging. I don't know. I will have to think on it some more and gain a little more courage to do it. I have been too in my bubble lately, and the last time I went to Portland, I wasn't having the gender issues I have now, and I know that I have let the gender issues hold me back. I know I need to get out there a little more and not be so afraid. I will check out weekend vanpools to Portland and see how frequent they are (probably just about every weekend, and I will be good about my spending from now on).
I feel like a gay man right now. Okay, it is a stereotype that I am falling into, but I am a gay man about two things so far: hair (mostly on women with the hair porn like Mary McDonnel, Jaime Murray, and Jennifer Morrison at the moment), and Cher. Okay, I didn't used to love Cher, but I fucking love her now. I think it started with this dancey music, like Believe, and Song for the Lonely, and now i discovered on my Pandora station a couple of songs from her Living Proof CD, which has When the Money's Gone and now I am absolutely in love with A Different Kind of Love Song. From the looks of it, if her songs are upbeat both in tempo and in lyrics, I like it. Plus, she should have been the first person to fanboi about hair over, now that I think about it. Anyway, I am going to leave the song below under a cut. If you read all of this, thank you for wading through my caffine induced 4 AM ramblings.
Okay, so I may have lied to you about the cut. I am sorry, and it will probably happen again.
Erin
PS. Seriously you guys, I fucking love this song.
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