Wow! I didn’t realize how long it has been since I last posted something. Time really flies these days. Work has been so crazy the last two weeks that I have taken tomorrow off to unwind before a few more big projects fall onto my desk. I think we’re finishing up the powder room tonight (finally). Tomorrow night we are going to the Franz Ferdinand and Death Cab for Cutie concert. Got an email today from KingJulien about editing and laying out with him a book he’s putting out. That sounds like SO much fun. I hope he also puts some of his photography in there because he takes great photos and his lomo shots are amazing. I need to remember to ask him that when we talk.

Oh yeah, I decided to really put an effort into getting my whole degree thing taken care of. When I was supposed to graduate 4 years ago, my credits were all wonky and then life got in the way. The graduation lady told me on the phone yesterday that I have enough credits for two Associates degrees, so I’ll be cashing that all in soon. woohoo!

Wow! I didn’t realize how long it has been since I last posted something. Time really flies these days. Work has been so crazy the last two weeks that I have taken tomorrow off to unwind before a few more big projects fall onto my desk. I think we’re finishing up the powder room tonight (finally). Tomorrow night we are going to the Franz Ferdinand and Death Cab for Cutie concert. Got an email today from KingJulien about editing and laying out with him a book he’s putting out. That sounds like SO much fun. I hope he also puts some of his photography in there because he takes great photos and his lomo shots are amazing. I need to remember to ask him that when we talk.

Oh yeah, I decided to really put an effort into getting my whole degree thing taken care of. When I was supposed to graduate 4 years ago, my credits were all wonky and then life got in the way. The graduation lady told me on the phone yesterday that I have enough credits for two Associates degrees, so I’ll be cashing that all in soon. woohoo!

Last night was my kind-of-surprise-party, meaning, it was mentioned to me and I thought it was a joke, but it turned out to be real. Ralph and Cody thought it would be fun to get the boys together to meet at the new gay bar where “our” old gay bar used to be. First Ralph, Cody and I went to the 4th St. Bistro for dinner (because one of their appetizer specials is foie gras, which I absolutely love when it’s sauteed with fruit. That night was quince and it was served with gingerbread slices. w00t!) then proceeded to Neutron nightclub.

Many years ago (nine, actually) it was the bar where I met most of my boys, including Cody, my dearest, best friend. However, many years ago, it also played better music and was fun. I tried. I tried really hard, but staying there was made painful, thanks to the crappy DJ. From what I gathered, his theory is, if you play music really loud, it gets really good (because you are now deaf). His music selection was awful. AWFUL. Any modern song that sampled an 80s song was played. If he wanted to play a song that did not have an 80s sample in it, HE PLAYED AN 80s SONG ALONG WITH IT. I hate him. I hate him now.

Then, to add to my hatred for him, his music kept stopping because he was over-heating his equipment (so he says). The first time it went out was about 5 minutes after the music got unbearably loud. As we looked at him with utter contempt, we noticed this neon light behind him and couldn’t figure out exactly what it was. Well, we stared at it for a few minutes to try and figure out what it was when the dj suddenly gets back up (he was crouching underneath his set-up to find records) and it looked like he was rising out of the neon “sculpture.” Cody tells us it looks like labia to him, now that the dj just “popped out of it.” We all agree, but I have issues with these 3 squiggly lines that are above the main part. So, having to yell over the too-loud music, I say, “A vagina that needs chapstick” RIGHT when the music died. Everyone in that bar stared right at me and for this, I hate that dj forever.

I got dragged onto the dancefloor a few times, but the music was so bad, I wasn’t really into it (and i was really looking forward to a good night of dancing. I think we’ll go to 80s night at Vino this friday to make up for it.). Finally, after an especially disappointing song, I told Ralph that I was done. I actually got my hopes up when the music started on a particular song, bounded onto the dancefloor and then about shat myself when I heard that it was another poorly sampled mix. So we said our goodbyes and left at about 2am. I hope this dj isn’t a harbinger of things to come in my 30s now that tomorrow (the 6th), I will be a hating-that-dj-30-year-old.

Today was a busy day. I had to get Ralph to the airport at 7:30 a.m., so from the time I got back (quarter to 8 a.m. after an iced mocha stop at Bibo’s) I cleaned, made appetizers for Cody’s Oscar Party, did some gardening and laundry. By 11 a.m. it was time for Daddy-Daughter Day, so my papa came over and, since we didn’t have any errands to run, he went with me to a freelance photoshoot thingy. Afterward we had a long lunch and then split for the day. I had to finish appetizers, take care of the grumpy-because-Ralph’s-in-Chicago puppy, clean up for the party and then head over to Cody’s. As it was I was about a half hour late, but it’s not like I ever watch this thing, so I didn’t care that I missed the beginning. The one thing I will say is that the crappy Pimp song was a guilt-ridden Affirmative Action vote. When I got home, I worked on cosmo’s resume for a little bit and did a light work out.

Yesterday I got one of my prints from AntiGirl framed and we finished putting the hardwood floors into the powder room. It looks so nice with the tile. The only other big thing I have to work on for the powder room is the projection of the facial features of Fornasetti’s “Julia” on the main wall.

I was hoping to work on the library as well, so that I could continue on with my paintings, but I didn’t have a chance to. So the current painting is in the corner, somewhere amid a forest of blank canvas, water color paper, cds, books, art supplies and, oddly enough, a can of clam chowder.

Today was a busy day. I had to get Ralph to the airport at 7:30 a.m., so from the time I got back (quarter to 8 a.m. after an iced mocha stop at Bibo’s) I cleaned, made appetizers for Cody’s Oscar Party, did some gardening and laundry. By 11 a.m. it was time for Daddy-Daughter Day, so my papa came over and, since we didn’t have any errands to run, he went with me to a freelance photoshoot thingy. Afterward we had a long lunch and then split for the day. I had to finish appetizers, take care of the grumpy-because-Ralph’s-in-Chicago puppy, clean up for the party and then head over to Cody’s. As it was I was about a half hour late, but it’s not like I ever watch this thing, so I didn’t care that I missed the beginning. The one thing I will say is that the crappy Pimp song was a guilt-ridden Affirmative Action vote. When I got home, I worked on cosmo’s resume for a little bit and did a light work out.

Yesterday I got one of my prints from AntiGirl framed and we finished putting the hardwood floors into the powder room. It looks so nice with the tile. The only other big thing I have to work on for the powder room is the projection of the facial features of Fornasetti’s “Julia” on the main wall.

I was hoping to work on the library as well, so that I could continue on with my paintings, but I didn’t have a chance to. So the current painting is in the corner, somewhere amid a forest of blank canvas, water color paper, cds, books, art supplies and, oddly enough, a can of clam chowder.