Time for an Update

It's been two years since I've uploaded a picture of me, so here I am from earlier this year.

Spotlite on...Jason

I had a great idea for a "subseries" on this Journal to write about my especially closest friends. I obviously call it my Spotlite series. I did a couple, then summer hit, and I haven't even written about my life let alone a special entry for my friends. I've been busy.

Jason and I recently celebrated our 1-year anniversary of meeting. We met on July 7, 2005. I was high, he was lookin for some fun. When I was on meth I talked. A lot. A 20-minute hookup turned into a 4-hour monologue. We began hanging out almost from day one non-stop. We were, I thought, pretty good friends. Then the inevitable happened. He fell in love with me. I can't help it. It's a curse. I had to be honest and tell him I didn't feel the same way, but that I would love to continue being friends.

Last fall, we had a bit of a falling out. I did something he didn't care for, but I felt justified in what I had done. Of course, I didn't apologize for doing something I didn't think was wrong, so he quit speaking to me. He told me that there are no "dark periods" with him. When he ends a friendship, it's over. I accepted that and moved on. Dana and he had become fast friends during the time we were hanging out, so that wasn't really the end of the story. She tried several times to reintroduce us, and that didn't really work. In March, just before Dana's wedding, Jason sent me an email. It said something like he had lost his mind, and with the wedding coming up, we should at least try to be civil toward each other. That's all I really want from anyone-civility. I worte back and said I was never mad at him and that if he wanted to restart a friendship, I was game for that. We did.

I win--again. We did have a dark period, but we are now better friends than ever. I do have a tendancy to joke about inappropriate things, so I do occasionally remind him of the dark period he said he would never have. He has helped me out several times in the last year when I wouldn't have made it otherwise.

Jason started dating Mark in June, and has done the traditional disappearing act. Dana and he have not seen each other as much as either would like in the last couple months, but they both have their respective spouses. As a single guy, it's easy to see what's going on, and I'm sure things will work themselves out. Like Dana last fall, I hate to see my friends having issues, but these two are the least of my worries right now. They will be fine, I'm sure. You heard it here first, from Nostradavus. :)

Summer 2006 - Condensed

Yep, it's that time again. I'm Back. The masses have been screaming for more, so I will do my best. I was told that I haven't written since May, and I didn't check that fact for myself, but if that's true, it's hard to believe.

I have had a very busy summer. I went whitewater rafting in April. I wrote about that and still recommend it. Maybe next Spring I can get a small group together to do that. Nate and Heather, my brother and sister-in-law have been in Africa since the end of April. Three months already! One-eighth of the time they'll be gone. As Rush Limbaugh says, "for those of you in Rio Linda," that's two years. I don't know why he says that, but it's funny. Trust me, it is.

May brought a trip to Florida with Bryan and his sister. I'm not sure that I ever finished that story, but it turned out to be a lot of fun. That was said tongue-in-cheek. I was called a faggot-ass bastard by Bryan's sister. Love him, can do without the sister. The end of May brought a fabulous three-day trip to Jersey City and surrounding areas. My sister lives there and I had a wonderful time visiting her. We went to Trenton to get another statehouse on film. Well, digital media, but it's all the same, right? We also did some bar hopping, but not your typical stop-in-every-bar-on-one-street hopping. No! We were on the Upper East Side of Manhattan, then Little Italy, then back up to the Upper West Side in one night. The day before was Central Park and Greenwich Village. I guess you could say we were island hopping.

In June a party was held for my six-month anniversary of being meth free. I am guessing, but I'd say there were about thirty people there. Pretty good turn out for a party. To be fair, it was hosted by Dana and Jason so that had something to do with the higher turn out. I also travelled to Michigan for the annual family reunion and had a good time there. It was good to see everyone, but my cousins from Colorado were especially nice to see. The last weekend of June was Pride and that is always a weekend of fun, drinking and sunburns.

Now we're almost thru July and I have had to slow things down a bit. I have been doing really well this year-2006 has been good to me. I have learned though, just how precarious my situation really is. I went in just a matter of weeks from really good, hanging out with friends, doing what I want to do- to begging the electric company to give me an extension. It can go from so good to so tight so fast.

On that note, there may be some big news soon. I think my motto for life goes something like this: "Hope for the best; prepare for the worst." I'm a little bit tired of that though. One nice thing about preparing for the worst is that there aren't huge disappointments. But it would be nice for the best to happen from time to time. I know, with all the great things going on right now, I'm still complaining. Isn't that just like humans? Ugh.

I'm tired so I'm gonna go lay down, but I will try to keep the masses appeased by writing more often.