released.
7.29.2004
Elijah Wood -
http://www.veryverygay.com/elijahwood/ewivvg.html
7.27.2004
A hott picture of Joe and I at an undisclosed location... ok, ok - it's the new school of Architecture.
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To be learned...
I always thought that we enjoyed what we were naturally gifted at. I suppose I confused the idea of pride with enjoyment in that I took pride in my accomplishments because I was good at them and naturally excelled. For example; you enjoy playing a trumpet because you can play Taps and people recognize the tune. I on the other hand realized that I love to dance and am incredibly bad at it. I am not a budding young gay boy who can exclaim his emotions with the thrust of a leg or arm – I am a bad dancer that loves to move regardless of the ramifications and misunderstandings of my jolting and hopping.
So what are you doing next weekend? Want to meet at the nearest club?
7.07.2004
The sweet sounds of phones...
I just returned from close to a day spent at O.U. Yes, it was an executive road trip. It was moments like today that I love my job. I got to root around the attic of Ellis Hall as well as walk around the roof and decipher visual clues as to why things are failing and leaking. I like to think of it as a combination of Architect, Archeologist and Detective. Ok, ok – so it’s not the same as solving who stole the peanut butter, but the roof is leaking for a reason. It was fun, even though the building is a structural mess and will be a bitch to deal with. Hopefully we can sort it out and restore it to it’s original prestige. Red clay tiles and all!
So it is 5:08 and I have only been in the office for an hour or two. Not bad! I love it when days fly by.
Next week is my 23rd birthday. There is no real cultural significance of turning 23 other than maybe equating it somehow to your 21st birthday. An example of this could be, “Happy 23rd Birthday – You have been legally able to drink for two years in the U.S.” or “Congrats, you’re more of an adult than you previously were.” Regardless, nothing has changed other than the distance I am to crow’s feet. But, on the other hand I feel that I have accomplished quite a lot within the last year.
- I have graduated from OSU with a degree in Architecture.
- Became a Vegetarian (except last week when I accidentally ate chicken at Happy Greek.)
- Went from Staples employee – Admin. Asst – Graduate Architect within the space of 5 months during a bad economy.
- Got a new car.
- Moved in to my own apartment.
- Started working out religiously and being as healthy as I can (minus the smoking.)
- Read a lot – Atlas Shrugged and Fountainhead (the two largest accomplishments.)
All in all I am pretty happy about things. Hopefully they will keep on going well for the next year and the years to come, as we only get older, slower and shorter.
Now – a decision to make – go drinking at Larry’s or go to swim practice? Hmmmmm…..
7.06.2004
Dearie Me.
After quite the hectic and crazy weekend that we all had I am back at the work station and slower than ever.
The weekend was packed with fun including a hott party on Miranova’s 18th floor with an untouchable view of the fireworks. Thanks goes out to Sky for throwing the great party and giving me a reason to dress up and look good. As for the rest of the weekend, well it was good – especially the part where a friend was whipped and paddled in front of a large crowd. Any more of this craziness would have been invalid.
So here I am sitting in front of the Ohio Book of Building codes trying to figure out the ‘Occupant Load Actual’ after three days of fun and games. As a result my normal motivation is considerably lacking and it has harmonized itself without standard time.
Joe and I managed to sneak in a photo shoot at an undisclosed location and came away with some great shots. I am quite happy with them and hopefully will publish a couple on here.
Regarding the rave review I had given last week about a swim practice I had attended – well, I attended practice number two last night and left with another great feeling of accomplishment. A swim meet is coming up in October and gives me a potential goal to reach. I have no doubt in my training and swimming abilities to be ready for the meet (it’s in Ft. Lauderdale, FL) but meets in general have always terrified me. The nerves beforehand become uncontrollable to the point of nausea and shaking. Is it worth putting myself though the turmoil for a sense of accomplishment? Or should I just focus on the immediate health benefits I receive from swimming regularly? It’s something to ponder for the next few months or so.
7.02.2004
Dragging....
Yawn… oh lordy. Why oh why do I continue to have fun on a weeknight?! I went to Skully’s last night and had more than a good time. I don’t regret it - although leaving at 1am wasted from a club with work the next day isn’t too smart. There was a great group of people there, lots of drinking and dancing… who hoo.
I can’t really function too well – sentences are tough to correspond.
It’s noon – Hopefully I’ll be out of here in no time – out to lunch which will take around an hour and a half and then a couple more hours of work…….. poopy.
7.01.2004
Surprisingly.
Yesterday, after a long, drawn out day of drafting (or as I like to call it vector data entry) I decided to make the most of a perfect summer evening and partake in an outdoor swim team practice.
I had no idea how much I could love it again! After being physically and mentally abused by unforgiving high school coaches I thought that the idea of swimming and enjoyment could not coincide in the same phrase. Wrong. The drive it takes to swim during timed exercises is beyond personal choice. The endurance and effort promoted is only something that can be emitted by having a fitter and faster teammate slapping your feet due to your weak arms and burning lungs. After the hour long rush is over it then takes your last drop of adrenaline to actually hoist yourself out of the pool and find your safe warm towel.
I have decided to seriously reconsider routinely swimming on a team. Sure it is $5 a practice, but when you equate that to a couple of glasses of wine at the Burgundy Room is seems quite menial.
Overall, I feel great today even though I didn't make it to the gym this morning. The swim practice high is still resounding with me over 12 hours later. Not too bad for five bucks.