2001-03-29

sn00t.diaryland.com has been looking so lonely and forlorn... its a terrible tragedy, really.

after a large huff and puff and a blow-my-diary-off episode, i started pensees, which still reads like penis to me everytime i look at it.... i made a move trying to avoid prying eyes on the part of alex and his gf. since then, i have actually had a decent email exchange with her, and she seems alright. this goes to show that life is totally weird, without exception.

its been about six months since i updated here... and a god-awful lot has changes since then.

my last post was made from the job site of the job that i got laid off from. that was a very nasty job, and i had a great time getting laid off from it. it was laid-off-tabulous, if only for the fact that on the day you get laid off, you get lots of free beers from sympathetic bartenders.

dot.com go bust, sn00t's career fall down, go boom.

i have been unemployed for 2 months now, and its been alright, though a little boring and depressing at times. i'm looking to go back to publishing, but noone seems to want to hire me.

such is life.

speaking of life, mine is pretty lacadaisical.

my last entry preceded my meeting of mike by exactly four days.

people who used to read my diary would be excited to know that after all that trial and torment, sn00t has acquired a boyfriend. and a skater one at that.

sometimes god smiles.

so... i met mike on the 6th of october, when i was at kilowatt with fartybutt, who was here spreading her orlando charm for the weekend. we started kissing about ten words into meeting each other and continued to do so for the next five hours... from two until seven in the morning....

no, i didn't sleep with him. didn't even get any clothes off... (we were in alameda square park, for christ's sake.)

we went out later that week, and its been six months of ups and downs, but mostly ups... there are alot of sucrose-laden nicknames, and sundays spent lolling in bed. there is beer drinking, and camping and lots and lots of sex.

sn00t is happy, on that front. terrifyingly happy, and rather in love, which is nice, for a change.

unemployed now, but in love. life is sickeningly in balance, ain't it.