Blast from the past

Those of you who have known me for the last few years know this story already, but read on:

When I first moved to Columbia, I lived in a dirty little duplex. The other side of the duplex was inhabited by a guy and his fiance. The only reason I know they were engaged is because my mom talked to them as I was moving in. For many months they never talked to me. Even in passing, I would be friendly and say hello, but they didn't even respond. That's why I was quite surprised one night as I arrived home at about 1am to find the guy excited to say hi to me. He introduced himself as he shook my hand and proceeded to tell me that his fiance had just had his baby. Then in almost the next breath, he asked if I was gay or straight! ODD!! I didn't know what the hell he wanted, so I lied. "I'm straight," I said. He replied "Oh I'm bi." I thought what the hell? I replied that's nice, and went inside!

When I got inside, I noticed my laptop was shut, which I never did. I looked around to see if anyone had been on it. Just as I found a bunch of gay porn on the internet history that I had NOT been looking at, I heard a knock at the door. It was him!! He proceeded to tell me that with the fiance gone it was a bit lonely next door. He then invited me over! I was like "Um, cuz it's late!" And shut the door in his face. How SKEEEEEZY to be scamming on the neighbor boy while his fiance was in the hospital after having his kid!!! And how nasty that he had apparently been looking at porn on my computer!! I didn't have any run-ins with him after that. We went back to the no talking thing. Meanwhile he was deemed "creepy bisexual neighbor guy."

Well, tonight I passed a customer in the store and made eye contact. Instictively, I nodded hello, just as I realized it was none other than creepy bisexual neighbor guy! Luckily I was helping someone else. I did my best "avoid further eye contact at all cost" by staring so intently at my customer that the poor guy probably thought I was trying to drill holes in his head with my eyes. After CBNG finished his business, he kinda lingered as if he wanted to catch my eye or something. Ewww! Finally he left. As this was at the end of the night, I cornered Jesse, who had been working with him, to tell him the story. Apparently, I got animated because Mills overheard and wanted in on the story. Then Monica joined, and it was CBNG theater.

Ahhh Mondays...

Northward flames Orion's horn. . .

Thanksgiving at home was very brief but very enjoyable. I ate WAY too many rolls, cinnamon rolls, pie, etc. Raucus games of Cranium ensued. Unfortunately I had about 24 hours at home due to the fact that I had to be back at work at 9am today. I had to drive home until about 3am this morning. I was a little worried about staying awake for the ride back and a little sad that I had to leave home so soon. But I got texts from three of my best friends in Utah, and my good friend TJ had left a voicemail message, so I got to talk to him for a bit to pass the time. Early in my trip, I looked up and noticed how bright the stars were. Directly to my left was my favorite constellation Orion, the hunter. I'm not a religious guy, but I kinda had a spiritual moment. A feeling of peace came over me as I saw the familiar hunter of the winter sky almost watching over me, guiding me home. I realized how lucky I am to have a family that loves and protects me, wonderful friends to love and support me, and a loving boyfriend who brightens my life and comforts my heart. Naturally, these are the things I'm thankful for this Thanksgiving.

From the outside looking in

It's been a while since last I wrote, but I'm feeling like there's not a lot to say. Life has a way of falling into place sometimes in a way that is not boring or staid, but still not interesting, at least from the perspective of a blog reader.

Work is pretty much the same, although Jesse has heightened his "out of controlness" with a new nickname for me that is so bad I can't even write it here. When Keri picked it up, I had to draw the line.

I went to the Choral Union concert with Ed on Thursday. They sang two Handel corronation anthems and Mozart's Requiem. It wasn't "oh my God I'm blown away," but very enjoyable, especially for a community choir. I have to say it was much nicer watchin and listening rather than singing in a monkey suit packed in on the bleachers on stage.

Friday Ed and I indulged in nearly three hours of Harry Potter. I wasn't nearly as excited to see it as he was, but his enthusiasm was cute and infectious. I enjoyed it mui much! The rest of the weekend has been spent with Ed alternating between frollicking and lounging.

So, life is good, Ed is great, and I am content.

And the wistful words of Autum lay gently on her ear...

This has been a good weekend, filled with opera scenes which I attended with excellent company, and partying like a rock star. Today I have enjoyed yet another unseasonably warm sunny autumnal day. The only damper is that it is not yet five and the sun is nearly set.

Yesterday, my coworker's father suffered a stroke. It was a sobering reminder to me of the frailty of life. As I have pondered it, I realize once again how lucky I am to have such a loving family and an amazing circle of friends. I don't think I tell these people often enough how much better my life is because of them. If you're reading this, then most likely you are included in this group of very special people.

Finally, here is a pic of my boy in costume and makeup, "which is no different from any other Friday night." Love you Ed!

Culture and debauchery

Because of my endless love for dichotomies, I revel in the fact that I went to MU's opera scenes with some opera novices, thereby enlightening them, and then met them at the 'berg for drinks where Marching Mizzou showed up. The crowd was a drunken frenzy. Ahhh the juxtapositions of life.

So, I must say how proud I am of my Eddy G. And tonight wasn't even his big night. He looked ever so smashing in his period costume. Too bad boys don't wear tights and fitted vests anymore. =)

Ed ripped the butt of my jeans tonight. No, it's not as kinky/dirrty as it sounds. It was just an accident. But it SOUNDS bad. =) Ummm, I've said enough.

Congrats

Congrats to St. Louis, a.k.a. "The Lou" for being number one in chlamydia, number two in gonorrhea, and number five in syphilis out of the entire nation. All the people who think it's so goshdarn special now have something to back their claim.

Luckily, I am dating the most wonderful boy in the world, so I don't have to worry about stuff like that.

Dies irae!

Dies irae! Dies illa! Calamitatis et miserie! They're taking away my DVC!! By the end of the year, Diet Vanilla Coke is being phased out. What is this poor addict to do? Thank God that Coke Zero is around to take the edge off.

Just like heaven

Daylight licked me into shape
I must have been asleep for days
And moving lips to breathe his name
I opened up my eyes
And found myself alone alone
Alone above a raging sea
That stole the only guy I loved
And drowned him deep inside of me

You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Just like heaven

After spending all morning in bed, Ed and I got a huge breakfast at a quaint restaurant downtown. Then, we frolicked in the autumn leaves, and by we, I mean me as Ed ran from the downpour of leaves I threw into the air. Then I continued to throw and kick leaves in my boyish/impish fashion. Yay!

The rest of the afternoon was spent on a blanket soaking up sun with my babe. I can now truly say I've experienced heaven. (Thus the title and opening song quote).

Ed has purchased a new outfit this weekend, thereby achieving the unthinkable: increasing his hotness quotient. Yum!

Finally, tonight has been spent with everyone's favorite pocket gay, Michael: Drinking, eating popcorn and pizza, and watching the FOX Sunday lineup.

Far from being a productive day, but a needed break from reality.

Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain...

So I left work today in the middle of a TORRENTIAL downpour. Good thing I only have one windshield wiper functional because I keep forgetting to replace the other. Luckily I meandered home and arrived in one piece. Thus ends the reign of BEAUTIFUL weather we've been having. (Get it? Rain ends the reign...) Le sigh... I am sad because tomorrow was supposed to hold rolling around in the leaves with Ed. Soggy leaves are not so good for frolicking in. =(

Today was quite the interesting day at work. Michael, the cute little pocket gay, came in with a friend to visit me! Yay! I got a hug from Mike Menser. (Awkward). Jesse, the not so straight jeweler, drilled me in the ass...literally...with a drill. (Luckily, there was no bit!!!!!) I stole the best phrase from Monica Menser: "I have no idea what you're talking about, so I'm ignoring you!" Don't you bitches go stealing it from me now! And finally, the following conversation with Amy:

Me: I flirted with the HOTTEST 42 yr old woman the other night!
Amy: You flirt with everyone!
Me: (Pause to consider). Yeah, I kinda do!
Amy: You're the Buchroeder's WHORE!

So there ya have it. My new nickname. Sheesh!

Profound words

From the deathbed of a cancer victim: "I wish I would have laughed more and sung more songs."

Happy Halloween!

Here are some fun pics from last night. It turned out to be quite the bender for me. I haven't been that drunk in a LONG time. Batman was plastered. Sheesh!