Jumping Back in the Pool
I feel the need to write again. I mean really write by using this place as a blog again even if no one reads it. Still, I supposed maybe one or two may read and it may seem a bit confusing because I don’t feel like explaining what has happened in the past few months. I always liked when stories started halfway anyway. I can always ask questions, I guess. I won’t mind.
It wasn’t until I got my car back that I really noticed the shocks needed to be replaced. 3 are pretty worn and one is just fucked so it feels like I’m driving through a dirt road rather than cement and asphalt. I figured it’d be best to ride along with my mom until I took it to the mechanic to get them changed on Wednesday.
I was in a good mood. My day off was on Friday and I thought I would treat myself to a “nothing day”. I didn’t leave my house, I didn’t call, text, or message anyone. I spent most of the day in bed watching That 70’s Show on Netflix and napping. Though my job isn’t physically tough, it really wears me out. I originally applied to be a dishwasher but the chef said I was too well spoken to be left in the back and wanted to put me in the club lounge instead, so he did. I’m very introvert and I wanted to be a dishwasher so I wouldn’t have to talk to anyone and now my job was to interact with the guest…fantastic. It takes a lot out of me to pretend to be interested in the stupid shit people talk to me about and all the bitching they do when the free food in the lounge isn’t to their liking. Of course I smile and say something like, “I’m very sorry! I’ll let them know downstairs and we’ll have something different tomorrow”. On the inside I’m really thinking, “Then how about you go to the restaurant and pay for your gawd damn food?! You fuck!”
Though Mitzi has seemed a bit distant and short tempered this past week or so, I know it’s because she’s been getting up way early and is on the bus and trolley all day going back and forth around the city. Ironically, she’s been getting up early to go to a meditation class. Still, I’ve been there and I know how tiring it can be. I went to pick her up from work last night after my shift was up and she practically jumped on me and kissed me. I asked her is she was okay and she said yes and that she missed me. It felt nice to catch her on such a good mood.
We went back to her place and I stayed a while before going to pick up my mom and heading back home. A lot of the time I wish the days had more hours. There’s never enough time. Never.
Since, I’ve been gone from tumblr this stuff happened!
- I sold my old car
- Bought another car (2000 VW Golf)
- I quit my job
- Got a better job
- Went to San Diego Comic-Con
- Got a girlfriend
- Started my comic collection back up
The Way I See It
Sometimes people will tell you that you need to fall to know which way is up. That’s true but some people also need to live in the hell they’ve created for themselves.
As much as I would like to
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to forgive you for what you did. When your name comes up my blood boils just as it did years ago. Fuck you.
"Light Years" by Pearl Jam
Can’t get it out of my head, don’t want it out of my head
Fast Food ≥ Equal Rights
So the war on Chick-Fil-A is over, I guess? I was on a tumblr hiatus when the whole thing was going on so whatever. If you’ve never heard about it then you probably just discovered what the internet is. That or you’re a teenager and therefore have the memory of a goldfish. Chick-Fil-A was heavily criticized and boycotted for because it’s owners are Christians who donate money to churches and things like Boy Scouts. The thing that also enraged people, if you wanna use that extreme of a word, was that they didn’t want gay people working for them. People were all over the internet using melodramatic words and phrases like “I’m speechless”, “This is disgusting”, “This literally makes me sick”, and “This is such bullshit”. Though I agree, it was bullshit to fire someone for being gay, especially in these times, it is a fast food place. I mean, come on, when you think fast food do you really think ethical?
Aside from not wanting gays working for them, they caught fire for giving money to churches and Christian organizations like Boy Scouts of America who have also been criticized heavily for their anti-gay rules. If only they had bomb-ass cookies like the Girl Scouts, maybe people would have gone easier on them. Well, not really. Girl Scouts take no stand on sexuality, are not against Planned Parenthood, and encourage girls who don’t believe in religion to join. And they say girls are complicated.
So why haven’t places like In-n-Out been criticized or boycotted? Unlike their secret menu, it is no secrete that they are Christian owned and have proverbs all over food wrappers and under the cups. They are Christian owned and they do donate money to the church and Christian organizations that are anti-gay but they don’t fire their employees for being gay. Why? Because the world isn’t black and white and there is such thing as a middle ground. People are so quick to jump to one side or the other. In-n-Out pays well, they don’t fire their employees for being gay, they are closed on Easter, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and close early on a number of other holidays to give their employees “time to be with their families”. Maybe it’s to not pay them time and a half or whatever but I can’t tell you how many holidays are ruined for individuals because they have to go flip burgers.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that not eating a chicken sandwich isn’t going to change the world. It’s food and that’s all it is. You have such a small ego that you want to paint yourself to be a revolutionary, be my guest. The world is changing for the better and these homophobic creatures are pulling acts like this as a weak last gasp to hold on to a dead ideal. I say enjoy the food you want and let these dinosaurs die out because it’s only a matter of time.
It’s been a very long time and, really, there is no need for us to talk to each other or to be friends for that matter. I don’t mean that in a rude way at all, just to be clear, I’m just stating the facts. Though I don’t feel guilty anymore, I will never stop being sorry for what I did and how I acted even though I was not in the right state of mind when I did the things I did. Still, time has passed and it really does make me happy to see and know that you are doing well. Yes, I peaked into your facebook and instagram not too long ago and I’m sorry if it sounds creepy but I was not trying to be. The reason is that I think about you from time to time and wonder how you are doing. I don’t think romantic thoughts, I just honestly hope you are well. You will never read this and that is fine, that’s honestly the point of writing these things. It’s cruel how things happen but oddly beautiful how they turn out sometimes. Thank you for being the person you were in my life and know that I am forever grateful for being as kind and loving as you were. Though you probably don’t wonder and obviously didn’t ask, I am doing very well and am in a very happy point in my life and you had a lot to do with it as you were a big part of why I rebuilt myself into someone new. Thank you.