Well, maybe those of you up in the news recall yesterday in Laguna Beach, California, there was a huge landslide that brought down several houses.
Well, as it turns out, Jim has been in Orange County (The OC) visiting his family. It didn't occur to me until after I saw the evening news that, oh shit, Jim's family lives in Laguna Beach, and I hadn't heard from him in some time. So here I was thinking poor Jim was burried under mud and rubble, but alas, he is ok.
He contacted me and he is alright, the house is alright too (the landslide occured 2 blocks from him). That's California for you. Eathquakes, landslides, fires. I like DC a lot more...very little happens here, at least in the way of natural disasters. Man-made disasters are another story altogether.
Thursday, June 02, 2005
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
Adam's World Tour
It occured to a few days ago whether I was a well-traveled person or not. Most of my friends seem to have done more travelling than I have, but then, this is Washington so that doesn't say much. Just a thought...
Countries Adam has visited:
Countries Adam has visited:
United States - Well, this one is obvious. Cities I have have spent large amounts of time in: Washington DC, New York, Philadelphia, Cincinnatti, San Francisco, Portland, Baltimore. States I have at least visited: DC, Virginia, Maryland, North & South Carolina, Georgia, Pennsylvania, Ohio, New Jersey, New York (upstate & city), Delaware, West Virginia, California, Oregon, Washington State.
Canada - Montreal and Quebec City
United Kingdon - London, Dover
France - Calais, Paris, Bordeaux, Carcassone, Nice, Cannes
Spain - Barcelona
Italy - Florence, Pisa, Orvieto, Rome, Naples, Sorrento, Capri, Bari, Ancona, Venice
Vatican - (Does that really count?)
Greece - Patras, Athens, Piraeus, Thesolloniki, Mykonos, Naxos, Tinos, Delos
Austria - Vienna
Germany - Munich, Mainz
Liechtenstien - Vaduz(another city-state...do these really count?)
Switzerland - Lucerne
The Netherlands - Amsterdam, Vollendam, Monickendam, Edam
Belgium - Brussles
South Korea -Seoul, In'chon, Suwon
So that brings my count up to 17 nations, including the city-states. Not too shabby for a 24- year old I suppose.
Countries that Adam has not seen, but would like to:
Russia
Sweden
Iceland (Scandanavian boys!!)
Thailand
Cyprus
Malta
Portugal
Turkey
Cuba
Brazil
As you can see, for the most part, I like the warmer, Mediterranean climates. What can I say?
Monday, May 30, 2005
4 days off...
First off, Happy Black Gay Pride to those concerned. The streets of DC were certainly all the more colorful for it. I for one enjoyed it... lots of tall handsome muscular "chocolate" running around the streets is perfectly fine by me!
Let's see... so thursday night Ken hung out with me. Somehow, and I'm not exactly sure how, we wound up going down into Rock Creek Park (the park between Dupont Circle and Georgetown) around 11 pm. Basically Ken had never seen DC's most infamous "cruising parks" so I figured we'd play tourguide and tourist and go for a little walk. Yes, I know this is the same park where Chandra Levy was found chopped up...
Anyway, we go down into the locally-dubbed "P Street Beach" area, and there's a couple guys cruising, a guy whiping his dick out, the sounds of belt-buckles unfastening and pants dropping. In other words the usual stuff. Well we walk in the other direction toward the Q Street bridge and Ken tells me he has to take a piss. So I walk away to give him his privacy. So I walk aways up the trail and I'm standing by myself when all of the sudden 4 men appear out of the darkness and are saying something provocative to me. I pretend like I'm not interested and start to step back and they come closer to me.
And that's when all four start running toward me. Folloing my instincts, I immediately dart through the trees towards where I left Ken. I catch up to him, still being chased by four muscle-queens, tell him we gotta get the fuck out of here, and start this mad race through the dark not knowing where we're going, but we're going, still being chased.
We somehow emerged from the park behind the big church on 23rd St. As we spilled into the well-lit street, our chasers stopped following us and turned back.
There's a lesson in there somewhere.
Later we hung out in Adams Morgan reminiscing over our little adventure with all the drunks along 18th St. It was only the beginning of the long weekend.
Friday night I did quite a bit of cooking that evening (recipes forthcoming) since Friday has become Adam's cooking day. Still a bit shook up by my almost-rape/murder the night before, I had coffee with Ken, Bob, and Kurt. And surprisingly with the four of us at one table there was no drama. It was actually really nice!
Saturday I went with Ken (Bob was supposed to go, but didn't) to this hookah-bar called Oasis Cafe. I love hookahs! Over puffs of scented tobacco and descent Arabic food, Ken and I caught up on a lot of shit. Later we went to Soho and met up with Raven and Seth. This brings me to a story...
Let's see... so thursday night Ken hung out with me. Somehow, and I'm not exactly sure how, we wound up going down into Rock Creek Park (the park between Dupont Circle and Georgetown) around 11 pm. Basically Ken had never seen DC's most infamous "cruising parks" so I figured we'd play tourguide and tourist and go for a little walk. Yes, I know this is the same park where Chandra Levy was found chopped up...
Anyway, we go down into the locally-dubbed "P Street Beach" area, and there's a couple guys cruising, a guy whiping his dick out, the sounds of belt-buckles unfastening and pants dropping. In other words the usual stuff. Well we walk in the other direction toward the Q Street bridge and Ken tells me he has to take a piss. So I walk away to give him his privacy. So I walk aways up the trail and I'm standing by myself when all of the sudden 4 men appear out of the darkness and are saying something provocative to me. I pretend like I'm not interested and start to step back and they come closer to me.
And that's when all four start running toward me. Folloing my instincts, I immediately dart through the trees towards where I left Ken. I catch up to him, still being chased by four muscle-queens, tell him we gotta get the fuck out of here, and start this mad race through the dark not knowing where we're going, but we're going, still being chased.
We somehow emerged from the park behind the big church on 23rd St. As we spilled into the well-lit street, our chasers stopped following us and turned back.
There's a lesson in there somewhere.
Later we hung out in Adams Morgan reminiscing over our little adventure with all the drunks along 18th St. It was only the beginning of the long weekend.
Friday night I did quite a bit of cooking that evening (recipes forthcoming) since Friday has become Adam's cooking day. Still a bit shook up by my almost-rape/murder the night before, I had coffee with Ken, Bob, and Kurt. And surprisingly with the four of us at one table there was no drama. It was actually really nice!
Saturday I went with Ken (Bob was supposed to go, but didn't) to this hookah-bar called Oasis Cafe. I love hookahs! Over puffs of scented tobacco and descent Arabic food, Ken and I caught up on a lot of shit. Later we went to Soho and met up with Raven and Seth. This brings me to a story...
But first I'd like to interrupt with a random picture of my celebrity crush. Chris Carrabba... I'm going to start the Chris Carrabba Queerbois Fan Club. Let's have a moment of silence for this..
Moving Right along...Last week a certain guy friend whom I've known for a long time asked me out. Now, I know this guy has liked me for a long time, and there's always been a sexual tension between us. But everytime he makes any sort of move, I'm involved with someone. I guess it's partially my fault too, as I was too chicken to make a move myself. At any rate, I've been seeing this other guy for awhile now (THAT'S a story for another blog entry) and so I had to tell this guy without hurting his feelings (I hope) that I just can't right now.
Sunday I woke up hella-late and was reminded I said I'd go shopping with Margo, Fred, and Ken. We met at Margo's place and went to Chinatown so Margo could peruse the markets for Chinese herbs and teas for her ailments. We were starving for brinner (brunch + dinner = brinner, for those days when you wake up hungover and 3 pm and haven't eaten) so we followed the smell of food into one of the Chinese places for dinner. Pretty good, even though I'm still partial to City Lights on Connecticut Ave. (though admitedly it took me awhile to be able to go back after all those years dating Hitler, I mean, Casey.. it's his favorite restaurant).
Later with Ken I went to Biddy Mulligan's bar in the Jury's hotel on Dupont Circle for drinks with his friends Cary and Steven. Steven's hot...a boxer, well-dressed, handsome. Cary's a very lucky girl! Anyway after that we went for coffee and ran into aformentioned guy who's been asking me out. Based on his little behaviors last night, I really do hope he understands I am TAKEN at the moment.
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
SOhO...The Movie!!
SOhO - Episode I Revenge of the Fabulous
A long five minutes ago, in a DC neighborhood not too far away...
There is a certain cafe known for its bohemian atmosphere,
and oddball characters. It is just begging for a documentary to be made about it.
Between drunken twinks, psycho bums, Dena, and Gayvid dressing up, our story leaves off
as we find our heroes, Adam & Seth, filming their documentary about
the denizens of this Dupont Circle institution...
A long five minutes ago, in a DC neighborhood not too far away...
There is a certain cafe known for its bohemian atmosphere,
and oddball characters. It is just begging for a documentary to be made about it.
Between drunken twinks, psycho bums, Dena, and Gayvid dressing up, our story leaves off
as we find our heroes, Adam & Seth, filming their documentary about
the denizens of this Dupont Circle institution...
Well, yesterday my friend Seth brought his video camera down to SOhO cafe, and we began interviewing characters and regulars for our documentary about the place. This is already turning out to be very exciting!!! As our work progresses, I will keep you all up to date. Who knows...this may be airing at a film festival near you.
Monday, May 23, 2005
Weekend Updates
Since my last post, it's been a busy week. I left off at Wednesday afternoon after drinks at JR's. I met up with Ken and Margo and we went to Speghetti Garden in Adams Morgan.
Saturday I went with Margo & Fred to see the new Star Wars movie, Episode III Revenge of the Sith. I have to say, I wasn't too crazy about the first two prequels, but this one was pretty good. Of course, it was fun to see that whiney ass Hayden Christiansen finally turn evil. He's hot when he's all angry.
Afterwards we went to Austin Grill for lunch. It was a busy day. Unfortunately Aja's birthday party got cancelled, but it was Jayme's graduation party that day as well. Congratulations on your graduation from George Mason University, Jayme!! And unlike last time, there were no embarrasing incidents (It's funny how fast that story travelled).
Saturday I went with Margo & Fred to see the new Star Wars movie, Episode III Revenge of the Sith. I have to say, I wasn't too crazy about the first two prequels, but this one was pretty good. Of course, it was fun to see that whiney ass Hayden Christiansen finally turn evil. He's hot when he's all angry.
Afterwards we went to Austin Grill for lunch. It was a busy day. Unfortunately Aja's birthday party got cancelled, but it was Jayme's graduation party that day as well. Congratulations on your graduation from George Mason University, Jayme!! And unlike last time, there were no embarrasing incidents (It's funny how fast that story travelled).
Your #1 Match: ENFP |
The Inspirer You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends. You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules. Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives. You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller! You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist. |
Thursday, May 19, 2005
Come to the Dark Side...
Star Wars Horoscope for Aries |
 Like many aries, you have demonstrated your penchant for inflicting pain. You feel you are at the center of the universe and that you must be in control. You enjoy being a leader... and you find that your aggression and quick temper serve you well. Star wars character you are most like: The Emperor |
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
Adam's Electric Koolaid Sleeping Pill Test
First, a promotional plug for "Michele Rochambeau's" blog, Few and Far Between. A wodnerful gentleman I'v had the pleasure of sharing many an enlightening conversation at Soho. What a magical place Soho can be...philosophers, hustlers, college kids, gays, lesbians, yuppies, hippies, indie rockers, writers, artists... all forms of life. And I wouldn't want it any other way.
I had another job interview today! (with a considerably nicer pay offer) so wish me luck!
In other news I ran into Aaron the other day on the street with Steve/Storyteller. (those who were part of that Dupont "circle" of friends will remember him and Chelsea). he's living in Pennsylvania now, but plans on coming around to visit more often.
Oh, and word has it the fabulous Dena will be moving to West Virginia soon. Now that's a change of pace! From Dupont Circle's resident fag-hag to West Virginia?? In a way I'll be sad to see her go, it'll be the end of a fabulous era. And I won't be able to make fun of her anymore.
I'm on my laptop now killing time before I am to meet some friends at JR's at 6:00 for drinks. I normally detest JR's, but Jonathan insists on going there...I don't plan on staying long. Ken and Margo are also coming down later too..
Which brings me to my little "trip."
Yesterday, knowing I had to get up early for my interview, I always get nervous the night before and can't sleep. SO I visited a certain friend to get a sleeping aid pill to help me get a full night's rest without tossing and turning. WELL, I don't know what the hell was in the pill or what, but within 30 mins of taking it I swear I started tripping..
I was watching Conan O'Brien as I always do before drifting off to bed, and I swear Conan came out of the TV! Not exactly what I look forward too when I hallucinate but whatever... my whole room started changing, I mean shit started moving, a pile of clothes came alive, my bed started to feel like it was floating... The odd thing was I wasn't freaking out...it was very pleasant actually. Except I kept thinking to myself, "this shit BETTER wear off before I wake up for my interview! This is the last thing I need right now!!"
I eventually did drift into sleep..and had some of the weirdest dreams I've had in ages. But, as my friend said, I woke up full of energy and alertness. All I can say is when I see this person, I want to know what the hell it was they gave me. I don't like being given hallucinogens without knowing ahead of time what I'm getting into.
I guess the moral of today, then, is don't take strange pills, even from friends.
Post Script
Another blog plug: At drinks tonight Mike reminded me about his blog, Articulatory Loop. Check it out.
I had another job interview today! (with a considerably nicer pay offer) so wish me luck!
In other news I ran into Aaron the other day on the street with Steve/Storyteller. (those who were part of that Dupont "circle" of friends will remember him and Chelsea). he's living in Pennsylvania now, but plans on coming around to visit more often.
Oh, and word has it the fabulous Dena will be moving to West Virginia soon. Now that's a change of pace! From Dupont Circle's resident fag-hag to West Virginia?? In a way I'll be sad to see her go, it'll be the end of a fabulous era. And I won't be able to make fun of her anymore.
I'm on my laptop now killing time before I am to meet some friends at JR's at 6:00 for drinks. I normally detest JR's, but Jonathan insists on going there...I don't plan on staying long. Ken and Margo are also coming down later too..
Which brings me to my little "trip."
Yesterday, knowing I had to get up early for my interview, I always get nervous the night before and can't sleep. SO I visited a certain friend to get a sleeping aid pill to help me get a full night's rest without tossing and turning. WELL, I don't know what the hell was in the pill or what, but within 30 mins of taking it I swear I started tripping..
I was watching Conan O'Brien as I always do before drifting off to bed, and I swear Conan came out of the TV! Not exactly what I look forward too when I hallucinate but whatever... my whole room started changing, I mean shit started moving, a pile of clothes came alive, my bed started to feel like it was floating... The odd thing was I wasn't freaking out...it was very pleasant actually. Except I kept thinking to myself, "this shit BETTER wear off before I wake up for my interview! This is the last thing I need right now!!"
I eventually did drift into sleep..and had some of the weirdest dreams I've had in ages. But, as my friend said, I woke up full of energy and alertness. All I can say is when I see this person, I want to know what the hell it was they gave me. I don't like being given hallucinogens without knowing ahead of time what I'm getting into.
I guess the moral of today, then, is don't take strange pills, even from friends.
Post Script
Another blog plug: At drinks tonight Mike reminded me about his blog, Articulatory Loop. Check it out.
Saturday, May 14, 2005
Summer Fashions!!!
What's new? Yesterday, Friday the 13th, I went to Filene's Basement on Wisconsin Ave. for some new summer fashions!!!
Filene's is another reason I love Washington (they have stores in NYC, Boston and some other cities too I think). At Fielene's you can find names like Prada, Kenneth Cole, Versace all for 1/4 what you'd pay at a retail store. So I love this place, naturally.
Among some of my good finds on this visit were a pair of Kenneth Cole jeans... like the best pair I've ever found, they're like taylor-made for my ass (which some say I hardly have one, hence it's hard to find fitting pants), a pair of Kenneth Cole dress pants and dress shirt (for work), a Lucky shirt, a nice casual shirt. I was very happy except for the totally inept cracked out bitch working at the register who didn't know her ass from her elbow. But a small price to pay for fabulous bargains. I can't wait to go back, I could live there!
Oh, and I have another job interview... this is good, it means I can keep my options open and actually pick the best offer rather than settling for something second-rate. But what's up with all these positions not starting until June? I want money NOW!
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
New Things...
Well, first a note about the new counter you'll see on the sidebar to your right. No, the number you see is not correct. That'd be pretty depressing if it was. I started this blog back in February of 2004, and I just put the new counter up last week. So who knows how many people have really visited my blog... so the number you see is as of May 2005. I just wanted some idea of how many people actually read this...I'm always pleasantly surprised by people talking about my blog. It's flattering.
I had a very nice night with Jim last night. I don't know what it is about him... he's very nice. Besides getting lost driving around Lincoln Park (No, NOT the band) trying to get back to Dupont Circle, it was a pleasnt evening. I met Raven at Soho much later (Jim had to go to bed...I forget some people have to go to work early in the morning), I missed comedy night, but I got to see her since I didn't see her all weekend (how odd, I know!) What else is new with me... I'm keeping to my new work-out schedule. Actually I'm really hella-sore today because my muscles are finally being used after a long winter of laziness... I'll get Jim to massage me maybe. =) I don't know what's gotten into me, either... maybe it's the spring season making my sap rise, but I've been abnormally horny lately. Like really.
And now the dessert...
What's sad about the following quiz, is that I've seen more of Europe than I have of my own country... how'd that happen!?
I had a very nice night with Jim last night. I don't know what it is about him... he's very nice. Besides getting lost driving around Lincoln Park (No, NOT the band) trying to get back to Dupont Circle, it was a pleasnt evening. I met Raven at Soho much later (Jim had to go to bed...I forget some people have to go to work early in the morning), I missed comedy night, but I got to see her since I didn't see her all weekend (how odd, I know!) What else is new with me... I'm keeping to my new work-out schedule. Actually I'm really hella-sore today because my muscles are finally being used after a long winter of laziness... I'll get Jim to massage me maybe. =) I don't know what's gotten into me, either... maybe it's the spring season making my sap rise, but I've been abnormally horny lately. Like really.
And now the dessert...
Your Mexican Name Is... |
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What's sad about the following quiz, is that I've seen more of Europe than I have of my own country... how'd that happen!?
Your Travel Profile: |
You Are Well Traveled in Southern Europe (47%) |
You Are Well Traveled in the Northeastern United States (43%) |
You Are Somewhat Well Traveled in Canada (40%) |
You Are Somewhat Well Traveled in Western Europe (36%) |
You Are Somewhat Well Traveled in the Midwestern United States (25%) |
You Are Mostly Untraveled in the United Kingdom (13%) |
You Are Mostly Untraveled in the Western United States (11%) |
You Are Mostly Untraveled in the Southern United States (8%) |
You Are Mostly Untraveled in Asia (4%) |
You Are Untraveled in Africa (0%) |
You Are Untraveled in Australia (0%) |
You Are Untraveled in Eastern Europe (0%) |
You Are Untraveled in Latin America (0%) |
You Are Untraveled in New Zealand (0%) |
You Are Untraveled in Scandinavia (0%) |
You Are Untraveled in the Middle East (0%) |
Sunday, May 08, 2005
I <3 to rant
Random thoughts that occurred to me this weekend...
The Heart Rant
I'm not sure exactly where this horrible trend got started, but lately instead of saying "I Love..." for example "I Love You", people have been saying "I heart you" using the word heart where the heart symbol <3 is. The examples are too many to count here, like the movie "I <3 Huckabees" which apparently is pronounced "I heart Huckabees."
Stop people. It's not cute, and it wasn't when this trend began. Now it's just fucking annoying. Next time someone in public says "Adam, I heart you" I'm going to rip their beating heart out of their chest and say "I heart you too."
Let's officially lay to rest "heart" in the Trend Graveyard, ok? It's a bad trend from 2004 that should not survive into 2005. It has gone the way of stone-washed jeans, braided belts, Pearl Jam, and the phrase "don't go there."
Thursday, May 05, 2005
Tales of the City
This week I got one of my favorite miniseries from TV, Armistead Maupin's Tales of the City on DVD finally. I've been wanting to buy it for ages, but I had a hard time justifying the purchase to myself. So I found it online (NOT through Amazon, mind you) for half price. It's based on the stories by Maupin about San Francisco in the 1970's, the bohemians, the gay movement, all the craziness that makes me sad I wasn't born yet to enjoy it.
This week I've also tried working out again to rid myself of winter cellulite and general unhealthiness. Of course my late night snack last night kind of negated the whole thing, but whatever. Oh yeah, I should quit smoking too. Right.
And it's been awhile since I put a recipe up. So here is a very simple recipe that's also very good. Keep in mind it's fairly spicy, so adjust the red pepper to your taste. I like mine WAY hot. It also makes a LOT, so you may want to cut the recipe in half.
Chicken Curry
2 teasp ground red pepper
2 teasp curry powder
2 teasp chili powder
1 teasp salt
1 teasp ground coriander seeds
1 teasp ground ginger
1 teasp ground cumin
1 teasp ground cinnamon
3 tablespoons butter
1 cup chopped onion
2 garlic cloves, minced
1 pound skinless, boneless chicken breast, cut into 1-inch pieces
1 (8 oz) carton plain fat-free yogurt
1 (6-oz) can tomato paste
5 cups cubed peeled baking potato (about 2 1/2 pounds)
4 cups water
4 1/2 cups hot cooked Basmati rice
2/3 cup chopped tomato
Combine first 8 ingredients. Melt butter in a Dutch oven over med heat. Add onions and garlic; cook 5 minutes, stirring frequently. Stir in spice mixture & chicken, cook 10 minutes.
Separately, combine yogurt and tomato paste, stir with a whisk. Add yogurt mixture, potato, and water to the pan. Bring to a boil. Cover, reduce heat, and simmer 1 hour, stirring occasionally. Serve over rice, top with chopped tomato. Makes 9 servings.
This week I've also tried working out again to rid myself of winter cellulite and general unhealthiness. Of course my late night snack last night kind of negated the whole thing, but whatever. Oh yeah, I should quit smoking too. Right.
And it's been awhile since I put a recipe up. So here is a very simple recipe that's also very good. Keep in mind it's fairly spicy, so adjust the red pepper to your taste. I like mine WAY hot. It also makes a LOT, so you may want to cut the recipe in half.
Chicken Curry
2 teasp ground red pepper
2 teasp curry powder
2 teasp chili powder
1 teasp salt
1 teasp ground coriander seeds
1 teasp ground ginger
1 teasp ground cumin
1 teasp ground cinnamon
3 tablespoons butter
1 cup chopped onion
2 garlic cloves, minced
1 pound skinless, boneless chicken breast, cut into 1-inch pieces
1 (8 oz) carton plain fat-free yogurt
1 (6-oz) can tomato paste
5 cups cubed peeled baking potato (about 2 1/2 pounds)
4 cups water
4 1/2 cups hot cooked Basmati rice
2/3 cup chopped tomato
Combine first 8 ingredients. Melt butter in a Dutch oven over med heat. Add onions and garlic; cook 5 minutes, stirring frequently. Stir in spice mixture & chicken, cook 10 minutes.
Separately, combine yogurt and tomato paste, stir with a whisk. Add yogurt mixture, potato, and water to the pan. Bring to a boil. Cover, reduce heat, and simmer 1 hour, stirring occasionally. Serve over rice, top with chopped tomato. Makes 9 servings.
April Showers Bring May Flowers... ugh
First... am I the only one who thinks it's ironic that Paris Hilton is staring in a movie called "House of Wax?" Typecasting?
Anyway, let's see how far back I can remember what's been going on...
Sunday was the first of May, it was a beautiful day, and I met Jim for brunch at Pepper's. We had a good breakfast over mimosas (even though I prefer bloody marys as my morning alcohol kick.)
He took me back to his place on Capital Hill. I'm blushing just thinking about it.
So later that same day, I went to meet some friends in Dupont Circle, enjoying the sun and people watching.
Monday I went to comedy night at Soho... and somehow it wasn't painful. It was actually funny... there were lots of funny new comics. I'm regaining my faith in comedy night.
Tuesday night I met Raven and Ken at The Brickskeller for drinks to celebrate the end of Raven's exam over glasses of my favorite beer, framboise.
It's a very hard beer to find in this country, but that's why I love The Brickskeller, and I'm glad I introduced two more friends to the framboise cult.
That's what's been new with me... more to come. And remember my drink-making contest below!
Anyway, let's see how far back I can remember what's been going on...
Sunday was the first of May, it was a beautiful day, and I met Jim for brunch at Pepper's. We had a good breakfast over mimosas (even though I prefer bloody marys as my morning alcohol kick.)
He took me back to his place on Capital Hill. I'm blushing just thinking about it.
So later that same day, I went to meet some friends in Dupont Circle, enjoying the sun and people watching.
Monday I went to comedy night at Soho... and somehow it wasn't painful. It was actually funny... there were lots of funny new comics. I'm regaining my faith in comedy night.
Tuesday night I met Raven and Ken at The Brickskeller for drinks to celebrate the end of Raven's exam over glasses of my favorite beer, framboise.
It's a very hard beer to find in this country, but that's why I love The Brickskeller, and I'm glad I introduced two more friends to the framboise cult.
That's what's been new with me... more to come. And remember my drink-making contest below!
Saturday, April 30, 2005
Bar-mania! Contest
Yesterday while having drinks at Townhouse Tavern on 17th St, it occured to me that a) some drinks have WAY crazy names... like "cowboy cocksucker," "sex on the beach," etc. and b) I should have a drink invention contest on my blog!
Now I'm too cheap to actually give the winner a real prize...but I'll be sure to give you credit and promotion here on Adam's Deep Blog.
So here's some examples of crazy drinks with even crazier names...
Banana Assmaster
Ingredients: 2.0 part Banana
4.0 scoops Ice Cream
4.0 oz. Milk
2.0 oz. Vodka
Directions: Mix all ingredients with a lot of ice and blend in a blender. Add vodka to taste.
Or perhaps, Here's my own invention... it is inspired by a man we all know and hate/love, taking his favorite things and fusing them. I humbly submit,
The Casey (my ex-boyfriend)
Ingredients:
1-2 shots Maker's Mark
1 can Diet Coke
1 Parliament Light cigarette
Directions: Mix shot(s) of Maker's Mark in a glass of Diet Coke with ice. Serve garnished with a Parliament cigarette next to the glass. Smoke and drink in alternating puffs and sips. Complain about Adam, Enjoy.
Or here's a subtle variation based on a certain old Greek woman..
The Dena
Ingredients:
1-2 shot(s) Greek Ouzo (aniseed liquor)
1 can Diet Coke
1 Virginia Slim cigarette
Directions: Mix shot(s) of Ouzo in a glass of Diet Coke. Serve garnished with a Virginia Slim cigarette next to the glass. Smoke and drink in alternating puffs and sips. Complain about Adam, Raven, Sophia, Gayvid, Soho, etc. Enjoy.
NOW... the other rule is this has to be something you test in your kitchens first. I don't want any dumb shit now... it can be gross, but it has to be realistically drinkable (ie, no car antifreeze, rat poison, DC tap water...)
Send me your recipes and get famous! Who knows.. maybe one day your recipe will be ordered in bars across the world~
Now I'm too cheap to actually give the winner a real prize...but I'll be sure to give you credit and promotion here on Adam's Deep Blog.
So here's some examples of crazy drinks with even crazier names...
Banana Assmaster
Ingredients: 2.0 part Banana
4.0 scoops Ice Cream
4.0 oz. Milk
2.0 oz. Vodka
Directions: Mix all ingredients with a lot of ice and blend in a blender. Add vodka to taste.
Or perhaps, Here's my own invention... it is inspired by a man we all know and hate/love, taking his favorite things and fusing them. I humbly submit,
The Casey (my ex-boyfriend)
Ingredients:
1-2 shots Maker's Mark
1 can Diet Coke
1 Parliament Light cigarette
Directions: Mix shot(s) of Maker's Mark in a glass of Diet Coke with ice. Serve garnished with a Parliament cigarette next to the glass. Smoke and drink in alternating puffs and sips. Complain about Adam, Enjoy.
Or here's a subtle variation based on a certain old Greek woman..
The Dena
Ingredients:
1-2 shot(s) Greek Ouzo (aniseed liquor)
1 can Diet Coke
1 Virginia Slim cigarette
Directions: Mix shot(s) of Ouzo in a glass of Diet Coke. Serve garnished with a Virginia Slim cigarette next to the glass. Smoke and drink in alternating puffs and sips. Complain about Adam, Raven, Sophia, Gayvid, Soho, etc. Enjoy.
NOW... the other rule is this has to be something you test in your kitchens first. I don't want any dumb shit now... it can be gross, but it has to be realistically drinkable (ie, no car antifreeze, rat poison, DC tap water...)
Send me your recipes and get famous! Who knows.. maybe one day your recipe will be ordered in bars across the world~
Thursday, April 28, 2005
Ch-ch-ch-changes
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Ch-ch-changes
Look out you rock 'n' rollers
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Ch-ch-changes
Pretty soon you're gonna get a little older
Time may change me
But I can't change time
-David Bowie
"Changes"
Well since my last post, things are still going well. Tonight I had a date with that guy Jim, the one I met at Cobalt Saturday last. It went very well and I got to learn more about him over drinks and dinner at The Brickskellar Inn. I really like the Brickskellar and it's been ages since I went there. It's claim to faim is it has the widest selection of beers in the world. Now, I don't know if that's necessarily true, but I wouldn't be surprised if they had the largest selection in the United States. I mean, they have literally hundreds of beers from around the world, and it has a cozy little atmosphere that reminds me of intimate little establishments in The Netherlands and France.
Anyway, like I said, the date went well and we have plans to meet up again this weekend. He's very mature and intelligent, so we'll see what happens.
Not much else is new, just waiting to see what's happening on the job front.
My Myspace profile URL has also changed. It is now http://www.myspace.com/dcadam. Change your web bookmarks accordingly, because I know SO many people are interested. Stop laughing.
And on other news check out this link to one of my favorite new bands, The Postal Service. I fell in love with them last autumn when the song "Such Great Heights" came out. They're a pretty great band, they have the very "emo" 80's sound I can't quite describe. Another good band to check out is Rilo Kiley. More rock-based, I absolutely love the female lead singer's voice. Even if the mainstream doesn't pick up on them (I guess their too busy talking about how Ashley fuckin Simpson is a great singer, or Britney's baby or something) I expect great things from this band in the future. God what's wrong with this country, so much good music, but too many people are listening to whatever pop drivel is being forced down their throats. I would say Eurpean youth have more taste, but these are the same people who think Anaesthesia...er I mean Anastacia is a diva. To me she sounds like Donal Duck had a sex-change and sang karoake.
Enough ranting. Goodnight.
Ch-ch-changes
Look out you rock 'n' rollers
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Ch-ch-changes
Pretty soon you're gonna get a little older
Time may change me
But I can't change time
-David Bowie
"Changes"
Well since my last post, things are still going well. Tonight I had a date with that guy Jim, the one I met at Cobalt Saturday last. It went very well and I got to learn more about him over drinks and dinner at The Brickskellar Inn. I really like the Brickskellar and it's been ages since I went there. It's claim to faim is it has the widest selection of beers in the world. Now, I don't know if that's necessarily true, but I wouldn't be surprised if they had the largest selection in the United States. I mean, they have literally hundreds of beers from around the world, and it has a cozy little atmosphere that reminds me of intimate little establishments in The Netherlands and France.
Anyway, like I said, the date went well and we have plans to meet up again this weekend. He's very mature and intelligent, so we'll see what happens.
Not much else is new, just waiting to see what's happening on the job front.
My Myspace profile URL has also changed. It is now http://www.myspace.com/dcadam. Change your web bookmarks accordingly, because I know SO many people are interested. Stop laughing.
And on other news check out this link to one of my favorite new bands, The Postal Service. I fell in love with them last autumn when the song "Such Great Heights" came out. They're a pretty great band, they have the very "emo" 80's sound I can't quite describe. Another good band to check out is Rilo Kiley. More rock-based, I absolutely love the female lead singer's voice. Even if the mainstream doesn't pick up on them (I guess their too busy talking about how Ashley fuckin Simpson is a great singer, or Britney's baby or something) I expect great things from this band in the future. God what's wrong with this country, so much good music, but too many people are listening to whatever pop drivel is being forced down their throats. I would say Eurpean youth have more taste, but these are the same people who think Anaesthesia...er I mean Anastacia is a diva. To me she sounds like Donal Duck had a sex-change and sang karoake.
Enough ranting. Goodnight.
Sunday, April 24, 2005
Kill Your Family... but first take off your shirt
Let's see... well first I feel I should apologize for that post below where MAYBE I went a bit far with the things I said, and maybe I regret writing it like I thought I would. But I also feel like I can't go back and delete it, because that's self-censorship and goes against the purpose of having a blog where one can rant. I don't know what to think anymore. I just realized today a certain person hasn't spoken to me since the birthday...I don't know which is sadder, the fact he's not talking to me, or that I'm only now noticing he didn't call. Shrug.
Anyway the week went by ok, except by midweek I got this nasty little infection or something in my sinus and lungs, so I tried cutting back on smoking which is such a pain in the ass. I know smoking is going to be the death of me, but damnit I like smoking. I have no intentions of quiting anytime soon. All my friends are smokers, so at least we'll all die together from it.
Friday I went first to see the new Amityville Horror movie with Margo, Ken, Fred, Stephanie (the Haitian girl), and some new guy she hooked up with Dominic. Notice I didn't even put a link to the movie site, I refuse to help them out in anyway. What a stupid fucking movie. It had maybe 5 seconds on real terror in it... the rest was just laughable. HOWEVER, that having been said, Ryan Reynolds at least made it interesting to watch.
My summary of the movie... The ghosts tell Ryan Reynolds to kill his family, but first he has to run around shirtless for an hour. The shirtless part was fine by me... it was the "horror" I went for and didn't see. Why can't there just be a "Ryan Reynolds Naked" movie. Just 2 hours of him looking hot. No plot, no dialog, just hot and sweaty Ryan Reynolds. Now THAT"S worth price of admission!
Maybe the Amityville spirits can tell him "Go sleep with Adam..."
Sigh. Moving along. And now for Adam's Horror Movies These Days Rant
It seems horror fils coming out in the last couple of years suck ass. They aren't scary. Why? Read on..
When the Blair Witch Project came out, it sparked a bunch of reality-style horror movies that just lacked the luster of the original concept. Now after The Ring came out a few years ago, it seems all the horror movies are following suit, this new Amittyville flick included. I'm sorry, but when I saw The Ring I admired it's pschologial horroe aspect, but when that stupid little girl came crawling out of the well, it wasn't scary, it was laughable. Now all the horror movies have supposedly looking "scary" ghosts and such that all resemble Samara from The Ring moving about real fast of creeping up behind you or coming out a TV set... it's not scary. It's hokey.
We need to get back to the psychological horrow of the classic horror movies... sometimes it's best when you don't see the monster. Sometimes it's best when you're left to use your imagination. Of course most people these days don't have attention spans to begin with.
Well Saturday Ken and I went back to Margo's where she was making Bailey's ice cream in her ice cream maker with real Bailey's. Fabulous idea! After a few drinks we headed to Austin Grill in Old Town Alexandria for dinner and more drinks. It was a cool place and very filling portions, I'd been craving spicy Mexican food for some reason. After dinner we decided to check out The Black Cat. It was really cold last night by the way. Anyway the club was ok, there was some punk show going on upstairs which we missed, and I ran into Sophia briefly in the red room. Actually I hear my ex goes there a lot, but thankfully I didn't run into him. So Ken downed some White Russians (which turn my stomach) and I got to scope out all the hot punk/indie rocker boys before going for coffee at Soho to finish up the evening. The drama is STILL continuing between Ken and Bob which I had a long discussion with about. And today I've done nothing but putz around (since I didn't get home until 5 this morning) and because it's cold and wet outside I've been acting like a bear cub in hibernation. It's going to a busy week full of surprises (dates, job interviews, parties) so I've gotten my beauty sleep in advance!
Anyway the week went by ok, except by midweek I got this nasty little infection or something in my sinus and lungs, so I tried cutting back on smoking which is such a pain in the ass. I know smoking is going to be the death of me, but damnit I like smoking. I have no intentions of quiting anytime soon. All my friends are smokers, so at least we'll all die together from it.
Friday I went first to see the new Amityville Horror movie with Margo, Ken, Fred, Stephanie (the Haitian girl), and some new guy she hooked up with Dominic. Notice I didn't even put a link to the movie site, I refuse to help them out in anyway. What a stupid fucking movie. It had maybe 5 seconds on real terror in it... the rest was just laughable. HOWEVER, that having been said, Ryan Reynolds at least made it interesting to watch.
My summary of the movie... The ghosts tell Ryan Reynolds to kill his family, but first he has to run around shirtless for an hour. The shirtless part was fine by me... it was the "horror" I went for and didn't see. Why can't there just be a "Ryan Reynolds Naked" movie. Just 2 hours of him looking hot. No plot, no dialog, just hot and sweaty Ryan Reynolds. Now THAT"S worth price of admission!
Maybe the Amityville spirits can tell him "Go sleep with Adam..."
Sigh. Moving along. And now for Adam's Horror Movies These Days Rant
It seems horror fils coming out in the last couple of years suck ass. They aren't scary. Why? Read on..
When the Blair Witch Project came out, it sparked a bunch of reality-style horror movies that just lacked the luster of the original concept. Now after The Ring came out a few years ago, it seems all the horror movies are following suit, this new Amittyville flick included. I'm sorry, but when I saw The Ring I admired it's pschologial horroe aspect, but when that stupid little girl came crawling out of the well, it wasn't scary, it was laughable. Now all the horror movies have supposedly looking "scary" ghosts and such that all resemble Samara from The Ring moving about real fast of creeping up behind you or coming out a TV set... it's not scary. It's hokey.
We need to get back to the psychological horrow of the classic horror movies... sometimes it's best when you don't see the monster. Sometimes it's best when you're left to use your imagination. Of course most people these days don't have attention spans to begin with.
Well Saturday Ken and I went back to Margo's where she was making Bailey's ice cream in her ice cream maker with real Bailey's. Fabulous idea! After a few drinks we headed to Austin Grill in Old Town Alexandria for dinner and more drinks. It was a cool place and very filling portions, I'd been craving spicy Mexican food for some reason. After dinner we decided to check out The Black Cat. It was really cold last night by the way. Anyway the club was ok, there was some punk show going on upstairs which we missed, and I ran into Sophia briefly in the red room. Actually I hear my ex goes there a lot, but thankfully I didn't run into him. So Ken downed some White Russians (which turn my stomach) and I got to scope out all the hot punk/indie rocker boys before going for coffee at Soho to finish up the evening. The drama is STILL continuing between Ken and Bob which I had a long discussion with about. And today I've done nothing but putz around (since I didn't get home until 5 this morning) and because it's cold and wet outside I've been acting like a bear cub in hibernation. It's going to a busy week full of surprises (dates, job interviews, parties) so I've gotten my beauty sleep in advance!
Thursday, April 21, 2005
For Your Entertainment
You are |
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You're France!
Most people think you're snobby, but it's really just that
you're better than everyone else. At least you're more loyal to the real
language, the fine arts, and the fine wines than anyone else. You aren't
worth beans in a fight, unless you're really short, but you're so good at other
things that it usually doesn't matter. Some of your finest works were
intended to be short-term projects.
Take the Country Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid
You're Rhode Island!
You are a contradiction in terms and most people like making jokes about
this. If people heard that your inspiration was historically Greek, they simply wouldn't
believe you. You are extremely tiny and indeed, your whole world view is simply small.
You're a tremendous fan of Stephen King novels, yet still somehow maintain faith in a
higher power. You're still working hard to convince everyone that your schools have
nothing against the Board of Education.
Take the State Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
Your Inner European is French! |
 Smart and sophisticated. You have the best of everything - at least, *you* think so. |
Your Japanese Name Is... |
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You Will Die at Age 58 |
58 Not bad, considering your super wild lifestyle Want to live longer? Try losing a few bad habits. |
You Are Fruitcake Soda |
 You're gonna get tossed like a drunk midget |
Enough with the quizzes... anyway as an update, I have officially joined the rest of the modern world and got a Motorola camera phone yesterday, thanks to our friends at T-Mobile. It's about damn time I got one. My old phone was very much "in"... about four years ago when it first came out! It's just that I could never justify to myself buying a new expensive phone when my old one worked just fine. I'm like that with a lot of things, which is what separates me from a lot of the disposable culture victims (especially gay men).
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Post Script
OK, there is a little issue I left out of my last post about my birthday weekend. And I created a post about it before that, then felt guilty for posting an angry heat-of-the-moment bitch session.
But I should note, since I know the right people read this blog, that my weekend was 99% perfect... there was ONE little issue that could've made it perfect.
Of course, I refused to let this one person's absence put a dent on my good mood or great time. But in the aftermath of the weekend, I feel this has got to be discussed.
I hate childishness in people, I try to only surroung myself with self-sufficient and mature goal-oriented adults. So when I was dating a 15 year old essentially trapped in a 25 year old body, who had very little sense of personal goals or responsibility, it shouldv'e been a red flag...ok this is already taking on the wrong tone. People wonder why I'm picky about people I get involved with, this is why. I typically date older men because I'm sick of meeting guys who are in their twenties who don't bother to move out of mommy's house, find a real job, and pursue some real life goals. Sure there ARE some self-sufficent adults in my age range, but they're usually taken. Small wonder why.
Well, it's true I'm the one who broke it off with a certain boy (I say boy instead of young man for a reason) but regardless I thought we were still going to be friends.
Then he calls me and informs me that despite months of knowing about my birthday and thinking about visiting, he wouldn't be able to come. A week beforehand, mind you. His car wouldn't work... so alright, be a big kid and get on a bus or train or plane. I'm sure someone can hold your hand and make sure you find your seat too.
Well, this person said he didn't have the money...but he somehow planned on going to Kings Dominion for Laura's birthday? And this doesn't cost just as much money??!!!
Ok, so that was a week before my birthday. As the week approached we talked again...
(incidently, the Kings Dominion trip didn't pan out either) and he had the FUCKING NERVE to say:
A) He didn't think he should come because of the situation and it would be awkward for him, given everything and being around my friends.
-Ok, this is a less-lame excuse. But then he said...
B) He had a gift for me, and I should come to Richmond to pick it up.
ARGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHARGHHHHDHU ufr pi irue vuas h heuh ^&#^$%&#(@)(!!!!!!!
That's how I felt as I calmy hung up... and threw the phone against the wall.
*Maybe he could've spent the present money on a ticket to DC instead, since his presence would have been more appreciated than any gift.
*Maybe he should've planned a little better financially.. for someone who had no money to visit me, it certainly seemed you were out spending money that weekend anyway. I do read you blog darling from time to time still...
*Maybe he should realize that if he wants to be counted among my friends, he has to be there when it's important. I've always been there for him in the past when it was important. Friendship is a two-way street.
I could almost say I hate him over all this. It's not just me being a selfish prima donna, this was ONE FUCKING TIME in the entire time I've known the boy he could've made the initiative to come visit me instead of being a passive little child and expecting me to be the adult and always visit him.
And aforementioned boy-man, if you're reading this... Take my birthday gift and shove it up your ass. If you think I am EVER coming to Richmond to visit you, you're dead wrong. If you think you wanna be my friend, you know how to get to DC. Rent a car, take a plane, take a train, take a bus, hitchhike, but for fucks sake GROW UP and take the initiative for once. If you don't reciprocate the visits, I don't see any reason why I should continue coming down there either. I'm throwing the ball in your court. Your move.
But I should note, since I know the right people read this blog, that my weekend was 99% perfect... there was ONE little issue that could've made it perfect.
Of course, I refused to let this one person's absence put a dent on my good mood or great time. But in the aftermath of the weekend, I feel this has got to be discussed.
I hate childishness in people, I try to only surroung myself with self-sufficient and mature goal-oriented adults. So when I was dating a 15 year old essentially trapped in a 25 year old body, who had very little sense of personal goals or responsibility, it shouldv'e been a red flag...ok this is already taking on the wrong tone. People wonder why I'm picky about people I get involved with, this is why. I typically date older men because I'm sick of meeting guys who are in their twenties who don't bother to move out of mommy's house, find a real job, and pursue some real life goals. Sure there ARE some self-sufficent adults in my age range, but they're usually taken. Small wonder why.
Well, it's true I'm the one who broke it off with a certain boy (I say boy instead of young man for a reason) but regardless I thought we were still going to be friends.
Then he calls me and informs me that despite months of knowing about my birthday and thinking about visiting, he wouldn't be able to come. A week beforehand, mind you. His car wouldn't work... so alright, be a big kid and get on a bus or train or plane. I'm sure someone can hold your hand and make sure you find your seat too.
Well, this person said he didn't have the money...but he somehow planned on going to Kings Dominion for Laura's birthday? And this doesn't cost just as much money??!!!
Ok, so that was a week before my birthday. As the week approached we talked again...
(incidently, the Kings Dominion trip didn't pan out either) and he had the FUCKING NERVE to say:
A) He didn't think he should come because of the situation and it would be awkward for him, given everything and being around my friends.
-Ok, this is a less-lame excuse. But then he said...
B) He had a gift for me, and I should come to Richmond to pick it up.
ARGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHARGHHHHDHU ufr pi irue vuas h heuh ^&#^$%&#(@)(!!!!!!!
That's how I felt as I calmy hung up... and threw the phone against the wall.
*Maybe he could've spent the present money on a ticket to DC instead, since his presence would have been more appreciated than any gift.
*Maybe he should've planned a little better financially.. for someone who had no money to visit me, it certainly seemed you were out spending money that weekend anyway. I do read you blog darling from time to time still...
*Maybe he should realize that if he wants to be counted among my friends, he has to be there when it's important. I've always been there for him in the past when it was important. Friendship is a two-way street.
I could almost say I hate him over all this. It's not just me being a selfish prima donna, this was ONE FUCKING TIME in the entire time I've known the boy he could've made the initiative to come visit me instead of being a passive little child and expecting me to be the adult and always visit him.
And aforementioned boy-man, if you're reading this... Take my birthday gift and shove it up your ass. If you think I am EVER coming to Richmond to visit you, you're dead wrong. If you think you wanna be my friend, you know how to get to DC. Rent a car, take a plane, take a train, take a bus, hitchhike, but for fucks sake GROW UP and take the initiative for once. If you don't reciprocate the visits, I don't see any reason why I should continue coming down there either. I'm throwing the ball in your court. Your move.
Monday, April 18, 2005
Birthday Blowout Weekend
It's been such a great past weekend, so much has happened, so many good things I feel my luck is changing, good things are definately goin' on!
Well let's see. I have a potential job interview this week for a high-paying new job (I won't discuss it at any lenght yet so as not to jinx it), and I've had one of the best birthdays yet this weekend, thanks to all of my friends who helped make it special. (seriously, I know I don't get sappy very often, but you guys are great).
Friday since I planned on being very busy on Saturday (the 16th) which was my actual birthday, my parents took me out to dinner and we did the whole gift/cake thing. From my brothers I got some cool apartment stuff that I could use, and from my parents a new digital camera! This camera is the shit, it takes excellent pictures and movies, and it's smaller than my palm. I've been using it like crazy, pictures forthcoming...
Saturday, after getting my gift from Kurt (it seems we're trying to resolve our differences) I met my friends at Lauriol Plaza in Adams Morgan for dinner. Since it's one of the most popular restaurants in the city, it took an hour for our whole party to be seated, which was fine because we just hit up the bar. We got outdoor patio seating, which was fabulous because it was a beautiful evening, and the food was superb. I had this really good Spanish seafood dish, and a nice glass or two of sangria with it. We did the gift thing, and I was almost teary-eyed. Margo & Fred got me this awesome Cuisinart coffee/espresso maker/grinder in one, it's fabulous. Bob actually painted me a painting... he put a lot of effort into it and it's going to look really cool on my wall. Ken gave me a handmade leather journal, he even did his own little etching with a personalized message. The beautiful Stephanie, fabulous Haitian princess that she is, also was there for my dinner.
After dinner, we went to Raven's apartment in Dupont for a joint birthday party for the two us us (earlier that week we celebrated her actual b-day on Wednesday at Cafe Japone's kitschy little futuristic bar). Chris showed up with a bottle of wine for me (you know, I got like a million wine bottles this weekend.. are people trying to tell me something?) Ben was there, Kevin was there, and a bunch of other people I don't even remember. The drinking continued of course, well until around midnight when it was time to hit up the club. We went to Cobalt and I got pretty hammered and danced until the club shut down and we had to leave. I "met" (ok, I was dancing and sucking face with apparently) this very attractive guy... I don't really remember too much but my friends told me he was cute and they approved SO he's been calling me and trying to meet up for drinks and I probably will meet him at some point this week.
I got into bed around 7 a.m and trying not to puke, so when Jonathan called me at noon to remind me I was supposed to meet him and his boyfriend for Sunday brunch at Freddy's it was all I could do to roll out of bed and hurry my ass down there. I'm sure I looked like death warmed over as I drank coffee trying to recover. It was good to see Jonathan and Gordon, even if the food was shitty and the service was absolutely abysmal (never eat there!) After wards I went to Dupont Circle to sun myself and have coffee with people.
Monday I had coffee in the evening with Ted, Sophia, and Ken & Margo showed up and we ended up hanging out late as usual. I've been so tired from these past few days I need to de-tox and hibernate for a little while
And that's what's been new with me...
You are LaFawnduh. Why are you so sweaty?
Which Napoleon Dynamite character are you?
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Well let's see. I have a potential job interview this week for a high-paying new job (I won't discuss it at any lenght yet so as not to jinx it), and I've had one of the best birthdays yet this weekend, thanks to all of my friends who helped make it special. (seriously, I know I don't get sappy very often, but you guys are great).
Friday since I planned on being very busy on Saturday (the 16th) which was my actual birthday, my parents took me out to dinner and we did the whole gift/cake thing. From my brothers I got some cool apartment stuff that I could use, and from my parents a new digital camera! This camera is the shit, it takes excellent pictures and movies, and it's smaller than my palm. I've been using it like crazy, pictures forthcoming...
Saturday, after getting my gift from Kurt (it seems we're trying to resolve our differences) I met my friends at Lauriol Plaza in Adams Morgan for dinner. Since it's one of the most popular restaurants in the city, it took an hour for our whole party to be seated, which was fine because we just hit up the bar. We got outdoor patio seating, which was fabulous because it was a beautiful evening, and the food was superb. I had this really good Spanish seafood dish, and a nice glass or two of sangria with it. We did the gift thing, and I was almost teary-eyed. Margo & Fred got me this awesome Cuisinart coffee/espresso maker/grinder in one, it's fabulous. Bob actually painted me a painting... he put a lot of effort into it and it's going to look really cool on my wall. Ken gave me a handmade leather journal, he even did his own little etching with a personalized message. The beautiful Stephanie, fabulous Haitian princess that she is, also was there for my dinner.
After dinner, we went to Raven's apartment in Dupont for a joint birthday party for the two us us (earlier that week we celebrated her actual b-day on Wednesday at Cafe Japone's kitschy little futuristic bar). Chris showed up with a bottle of wine for me (you know, I got like a million wine bottles this weekend.. are people trying to tell me something?) Ben was there, Kevin was there, and a bunch of other people I don't even remember. The drinking continued of course, well until around midnight when it was time to hit up the club. We went to Cobalt and I got pretty hammered and danced until the club shut down and we had to leave. I "met" (ok, I was dancing and sucking face with apparently) this very attractive guy... I don't really remember too much but my friends told me he was cute and they approved SO he's been calling me and trying to meet up for drinks and I probably will meet him at some point this week.
I got into bed around 7 a.m and trying not to puke, so when Jonathan called me at noon to remind me I was supposed to meet him and his boyfriend for Sunday brunch at Freddy's it was all I could do to roll out of bed and hurry my ass down there. I'm sure I looked like death warmed over as I drank coffee trying to recover. It was good to see Jonathan and Gordon, even if the food was shitty and the service was absolutely abysmal (never eat there!) After wards I went to Dupont Circle to sun myself and have coffee with people.
Monday I had coffee in the evening with Ted, Sophia, and Ken & Margo showed up and we ended up hanging out late as usual. I've been so tired from these past few days I need to de-tox and hibernate for a little while
And that's what's been new with me...
You are LaFawnduh. Why are you so sweaty?
Which Napoleon Dynamite character are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Fuck the Cherry Blossoms
Same as last year, this whole Cherry-blossum-mania that has decended upon DC is driving me nuts. Fuck the cherry blossums. I used to like them, now they just make me bitter and resentful for some reason.
Let's see... I'm going to try and speedily sum up the past few weeks, or at least as much as I can remember...
Easter came and went. Getting more and more frustrated with the drama involving Kurt & Bob, April Fools Day went to Guerilla Queer Bar at McFadden's on 24th St. in Foggy Bottom with Ken, Margo, and Fred and a bunch of other people, saw some cool people, finally ran into Ed again, met this fabulous midget named Marinella at the bar and had a drink with her and brought her to my circle of friends. Margo lost her ID and credit card and never did find it. It rained like cats & dogs, went to drag queen bingo at Club Chaos, had dinner in Adams Morgan, went hiking in Great Falls National Park, had dinner at Hamburger Mary's in Logan Circle on 14th St., Ozzy is moving to Texas, heckled people in Dupont Circle with Gayvid and Jordan, Comedy Night at Soho... I'm sure there's a lot more, but that's all I can remember right now.
Me and Raven's birthday's are this week (Raven on Wed. the 13th, myself on Sat. 16th) and we're already planning a blowout weekend.
[There used to be more, but my conscious won't allow me to keep it up here, like I knew it would... damn internal guilt]
Let's see... I'm going to try and speedily sum up the past few weeks, or at least as much as I can remember...
Easter came and went. Getting more and more frustrated with the drama involving Kurt & Bob, April Fools Day went to Guerilla Queer Bar at McFadden's on 24th St. in Foggy Bottom with Ken, Margo, and Fred and a bunch of other people, saw some cool people, finally ran into Ed again, met this fabulous midget named Marinella at the bar and had a drink with her and brought her to my circle of friends. Margo lost her ID and credit card and never did find it. It rained like cats & dogs, went to drag queen bingo at Club Chaos, had dinner in Adams Morgan, went hiking in Great Falls National Park, had dinner at Hamburger Mary's in Logan Circle on 14th St., Ozzy is moving to Texas, heckled people in Dupont Circle with Gayvid and Jordan, Comedy Night at Soho... I'm sure there's a lot more, but that's all I can remember right now.
Me and Raven's birthday's are this week (Raven on Wed. the 13th, myself on Sat. 16th) and we're already planning a blowout weekend.
[There used to be more, but my conscious won't allow me to keep it up here, like I knew it would... damn internal guilt]
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
Don't Feel Like Blogging
I realize it's been way too long, and so much has happened in the past few weeks since I last blogged. I don't feel like blogging much tonight after everything that has happened. It's been a beautiful Spring day, yet I've been dreading life, knowing PJ would read my letter at some point, dreading his reaction (which, under the circumstances, he handled very understandingly and well). And it doesn't help that in the middle of all of this I've been reading Anna Karenina, which is all about the dissolution of a relatioship.
I just want people to know I do love PJ, I do. But I am human, and I can only keep holding on for so long, I tried I really did. I wish I had never let it go on so long, maybe it wouldn't have felt so bad ending it. I liked all of PJ's friends and hope we can be friends, as I naturally hope me and PJ stay friends. I hope to visit Richmond again soon, and all are welcome to visit DC.
I need a drink. Maybe a few.
I just want people to know I do love PJ, I do. But I am human, and I can only keep holding on for so long, I tried I really did. I wish I had never let it go on so long, maybe it wouldn't have felt so bad ending it. I liked all of PJ's friends and hope we can be friends, as I naturally hope me and PJ stay friends. I hope to visit Richmond again soon, and all are welcome to visit DC.
I need a drink. Maybe a few.
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