Welcome to my happily ever after...
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the bell jar
Well, I survived Carlos's birthday party, and there weren't any problems so I can heave a big sigh of relief. In fact, things went so darn well that I am a bit shocked. I was prepared for the worst.
Let me clarify. I didn't expect his friends to cause any problems. But I did expect there to be tension about the fact that Seth and his boyfriend were there, as well as my coworker K and her friend. So in essence, I had three groups of friends there that didn't really know each other, and I felt obligated to hang out equally with each. So basically I ran back and forth all night long. It worked.
Saturday morning, Seth and his boyfriend left early to go home, so Carlos, his roommates, and I went to Barnaby's for breakfast and then went to the Fine Arts museum. It was a nice leisurely day. I bought a print of "The Corn Poppy" by Kees Van Dongen that I can't wait to frame. It makes me happy. I think I want it on the wall by the bed so it will be the first thing I see when I turn on the light in the morning.
Did I mention that I have been cigarette free for 72 hours now? To tell the truth, it hasn't been very difficult. I've said all along that it wasn't the nicotine that had me hooked, but rather the routine of smoking. To remedy this, I have changed my routine a bit. For example, rather than going home from work and having Pornfest 2002, I ate dinner, went and worked out, and then went to Carlos' house to watch The Parkers and Girlfriends. Then I came home around 9:00, ate a snack, took a hot bath, and then went to bed by 9:45. I was a good boy. Now that I have to be at work at 7 AM, I find that I have to be in bed by at least 9:45 if I want to get enough rest. My alarm goes off at 5:30 AM now, and man that sure comes early. Getting off work at 4 sure is a treat though!
I've been reading "The Bell Jar" by Sylvia Plath, and I must say that I am really enjoying it. I have always heard that her work was really depressing, but so far I must say that I don't see that. Perhaps I'm not far enough into the book yet. I'll keep you posted.
I had so many things that I wanted to write about but now I can't remember what they were. Perhaps I should start keeping a list, no?
I'm going to pretend to work a while.
7:51 a.m. - 2002-08-20
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