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I've moved into my new place. It's cozy and Summer and I love it. I had my friends Julia and Bethany over to look at it and give any advice for finishing touches on accents and decorum. Suggestions were very good. I just need to get a floor rug and some accent pillows for the living room and we'll be set. I also have a spare wall I need to do something with in the bedroom. The empty and un-untilized space bothers me...if I didn't have a vegetarian for a cat, I could put some big plants there. Summer and I are probably going to IKEA to get a set of a dozen or so cylindrical mirrors to accent the wall and add depth to the room. I love and hate decorating.
I've put in about 20 applications for work and haven't heard anything yet. So I'm biding my time on nins and peedles waiting to hear SOMETHING from SOMEONE.
I may be doing Old Maid and the Thief again with an opera company here in Chicago this summer. Hopefully I'll have a leg up on the competiton since I JUST DID the role. This is going to be an exciting and restful summer.
I've been a little down lately. I always do when I've been uprooted from familiar surroundings...I'm like a cat in that regard. You'd think I'd get used to it by now since I've lived in a new place every year since 1999. But I think I was finally able to put my finger on the melancholy...Marcy and I had lunch yesterday and we Hags were talking about our Fags. It helped put some things into perspective that I've been troubled with for months but haven't had to deal with until they finally came to a head. I have a great deal of friends and a beautiful girlfriend that would do anything for me but there's something about losing that one friend that you've known for years and who knows TOO much about you...and you didn't lose them over an argument or anything big and dramatic, you just got out of sync and drifted apart over time. Marcy and I both were saying how we don't feel that just because you're dating someone, your friends should suffer. We always like to include our friends in social things that we do with our lovers but some people just aren't like that and you have to let them go and delve into their little relationship nucleus. "Men just don't think like we do...even if they're gay...they're still men. Pay no attention to the man behind the Fag!" LOL
So I've made my stream of conciousness thoughts make me sound more serious and hurt than I actually am, but who cares? It's LJ.
I've put in about 20 applications for work and haven't heard anything yet. So I'm biding my time on nins and peedles waiting to hear SOMETHING from SOMEONE.
I may be doing Old Maid and the Thief again with an opera company here in Chicago this summer. Hopefully I'll have a leg up on the competiton since I JUST DID the role. This is going to be an exciting and restful summer.
I've been a little down lately. I always do when I've been uprooted from familiar surroundings...I'm like a cat in that regard. You'd think I'd get used to it by now since I've lived in a new place every year since 1999. But I think I was finally able to put my finger on the melancholy...Marcy and I had lunch yesterday and we Hags were talking about our Fags. It helped put some things into perspective that I've been troubled with for months but haven't had to deal with until they finally came to a head. I have a great deal of friends and a beautiful girlfriend that would do anything for me but there's something about losing that one friend that you've known for years and who knows TOO much about you...and you didn't lose them over an argument or anything big and dramatic, you just got out of sync and drifted apart over time. Marcy and I both were saying how we don't feel that just because you're dating someone, your friends should suffer. We always like to include our friends in social things that we do with our lovers but some people just aren't like that and you have to let them go and delve into their little relationship nucleus. "Men just don't think like we do...even if they're gay...they're still men. Pay no attention to the man behind the Fag!" LOL
So I've made my stream of conciousness thoughts make me sound more serious and hurt than I actually am, but who cares? It's LJ.