Jake’s Life

Thursday was rough. I’m not going to get into it, but my looming halfway-to-fifty birthday coming up, missing my mom, and being tired really affected me.

Friday Sandro came over and we went to the mall for lunch, then walked around looking at things. We stopped by the T-Mobile store so I can play with my new toy which is coming soon. We went grocery shopping and I’m not sure why, but when I can get a bunch of stuff for not a lot of money I love it. Adidas antiperspirant was two 2-packs for $5. I also picked up a pint of Arrogant Bastard to try, which was very good. Danielle, my new roommate cooked dinner consisting of steak, pasta salad, salad, green beans, and vegetable dips which hit the spot. And my other roommate’s cute hot younger brother spent the night.

Today I didn’t do much. I woke up after dreaming about my new Blackberry, and being the true knob that I am I’ve already downloaded a bunch of themes and programs for it. I may sell my Wing to my roommate, who is a complete texting whore. Sandro and I picked up my grandmother and drove her to my new place to show her how close I actually am…for some reason she thought that just because I moved to the next county that I was far enough away that it’s a helluva drive to see her. Then we took her grocery shopping. Sandro was very affectionate in the store today. Don’t get me wrong, it doesn’t bother me at all, and I actually liked it. It just stood out to me. Once we got back to my place he left and I took a nap, then woke up and went to Aaron’s house to watch COPS. His boyfriend and I recently met and after a rough start but ended up hitting it off pretty good. I came home after dinking around there for a while and am now enjoying a pint of Young’s Double Chocolate Stout, with solid plans to work out tomorrow!

By the way, my roommate’s little brother is asleep on the floor in the living room right next to the sliding glass door, and he just kicked it which scared me.

I’m very self-critical: I have expressed this on my blog in the past, either proactively or through my natural writings. Some of you that have talked to me, and all of my friends, know how self-critical I am, but that I balance it with confidence. The main issues I find myself harping on myself for are my weight and fitness, my finances, and my place in life (largely because of my finances).

I’m tall, he’s short: Some of you noticed this from photos of us, but I’m 6’4’’, 200 (-ish) pounds, and Sandro is 5’3’’ and 135. This makes for some interesting looks at us when we’re in public together because I look older than I am, and he looks young enough to be in high school.

I’m an organized chaotic: Everything in my life is organized. For instance, I have a calendar with due dates and amounts for all my bills, I constantly check them online, I have a to-do list on my desk at all times (I recently converted from a notepad to a small dry-erase board), and I set tasks for myself each weekend and constantly monitor them. I do have an issue with procrastinating though, including responding to blog posts and comments. I also have issues with actually completing the tasks instead of staring at them on my list.

I only own one firearm: My pride and joy, a Springfield XD .45 ACP. Classic black, tactical rail standard, 1911 style grip safety and angle, no external hammer (it has a firing pin indicator on the back to show that’s it’s cocked), and a chambered round indicator (a small nub which sticks up on the top of the slide to let you know there’s a round in the pipe). I originally was planning to buy a Glock 22 (.40) but a friend let me shoot his XD and I fell in love with it. I prefer Hydrashok rounds, in case you were wondering. I have been promised a one year anniversary firearm though…hmmm, what to get? (No Adam, an AR-15 is out of the question.)

I love doing nothing: My week usually kicks the crap out of me. You’d think driving around for ten hours is easy, but it’s not. I think the fatigue is more mental because I juggle driving, anticipating others’ driving, radio, cell phone, Nextel, MDT, and am constantly having to be aware of what’s going on around me and my vehicle. By the time I get home my brain is fried. On my weekend, I love sitting around and watching TV, spending time with Sandro, and find it hard to respond to e-mails/blog comments and post comments to others’ blogs because of how much time I spend looking at a computer screen during my week.

Well, as promised, here are some photos from our day trip to Deception Pass on Saturday. It didn’t go quite as planned, with him harping me as to where we were going, me caving in, getting pissy, him getting pissy, deciding to go minutes before work called me in later that day, and the 45 degrees and sunny tuning into 38 degrees and rainy, but we still made it happen.

Picking Gammy up from the airport.

We woke up at 4 a.m. and couldn’t sleep so we went for breakfast.

Complete hottie at Target playing a video game.

From the significant other…I’m still pissy that I’m not working tonight.

There are a lot of reasons why I love my boyfriend: He’s smart, a business man, he’s sweet, caring, and even though I’m 6′4” and older, and he’s 5′2” and younger, he takes care of me sometimes. Oh, and he’s adorable, cute, hot, whatever you want to say.

When he found out about my computer issues he gave me his iBook to use. When he found out about another issue he rectified that as well. As much of a mean ass he says he is, I never see it. I love him a lot, and the last almost six months have been really happy for me.

And now back to our regularly scheduled essay on gangs.

Thanks to the folks who have commented on my last post so far. The rest of you can lick donkey balls. But I guess not everyone checks RSS feeds of the blogs they read every day.

Sandro leaves for Peru again tomorrow and is going to be gone 2 weeks. Since I have worked all this week I will likely not see him before he leaves. We’ll probably do the standard video messaging thing again this time though.

Tonight is my Friday, but tomorrow at 4pm I have a staff meeting. Middle of my fucking night. But that’s part of the joy of being administrative staff I guess…you get to leave on time and the other guys have to get a couple hours of sleep before coming back.

Every weekend I spend with Sandro. Most of my weekend, anyway. Depending on what we have going on (homework, errands, work, etc.) we always set aside time for each other. Take for instance this weekend: I have a five page paper due on Tuesday evening, and after my Thu-Sat weekend I work, so I try to get homework done during those three days. Most of that homework was done with him sleeping next to me clamped onto my arm, sometimes snoring. I kept odd hours, asleep at 4 a.m., awake at noon.I had to clean out my garage which took some time. I had to do a few other things as well. He was patient, let me do what I needed to do, and even though we were not directly interacting the entire time we at least spent it together.

Every weekend when I drop him off at home and get back to work I can never wrap my mind around how I got what we have.

Well now, today was fairly pleasant. I woke up and heard from Dizzle, who of course needed something. I don’t mind though, because every time I’ve needed something he was there too. Anyway, he came over and I installed Windows Mobile 6 on his new T-Mobile Dash. Sandro wasn’t feeling good so he stayed in bed until Dizzle got here. Damn, he is so cute in bed.

Moving on, we went to California Pizza Kitchen for lunch, then picked up Gammy to go grocery shopping. After that I put her groceries away and took Sandro home. Then I went to the mall and got a haircut. I usually get an even umber one all around, but have been missing actually doing something with my hair for the past few years. Despite the fool trying and failing to decapitate me with clippers (got a nice little gash on the back of my neck now), I’m overall pleased with it. Sop the blood up and I’m good as new! Here’s the result:

Since then it has just been me, my homework, a bottle of pinot grigio, and my Juvenile Delinquency textbook.

Sandro comes back on Tuesday and I can hardly wait. Even with one coworker calling out sick indefinitely I still have my four days off planned. Through the past couple of weeks that he’s been gone we’ve kept in touch at least every other day through e-mail or IM. We’ve even worked through a problem this way (which happens to be one of two problems we’ve ever really had come up). He’s been so supportive of personal stuff and work stuff in my life and is always there to listen to me. I’m always there for him when he needs to vent about something, although I wish that he would more often just for the simple fact that he’s so bashful. We’re working on being more open with each other, going good so far.

Besides not seeing Sandro for two weeks I’m also feeling pretty burned out on work lately. That’s not to say that I’ve completely thrown in the towel on it, or have checked out while I’m there, but my entire life at any job I’ve been at I have given my all, always come in when needed, and overall busted my ass to make things work. Here, no matter how hard I work only one person appreciates it…unfortunately even though that person is higher up than me I rarely see him and he doesn’t control my evaluation. Right now, I need to take a break on that for my own sake.