Meet Kinney

He's a little angry about the bumpy ride home, but he's exploring his bowl and seems to be warming up to me. What's most important is that he's alive. And doesn't look suicidal.

Hilarious (link)

I love Sarah Silverman.

Holidays

I like holidays more than the average person. It's a holdover from going to Fleet Farm as a kid and seeing those huge holiday displays. (Although that excitement almost died when I worked at Fleet Farm and had to put up said displays. Damn you, bright orange polo shirts.)

Here are my favorite holidays, in order of favoritism:

1. Christmas!

It was almost tied with Halloween, but Christmas has more things to look forward to than Halloween. Everyone has their own marker of the start of Christmas season, but mine is infallible: Starbucks' red cups. I looove the holiday red cups. I will go out of my way to get Starbucks just so I can carry the bright red cups. Mmm. I also enjoy the music (I have the "Now that's what I call Christmas" 2 disc set. It's fantastic.) I also like cards and presents and snow and TV specials and days off of work and candles and lights. Phew. Oh yeah, and Jesus. (That's Christmas, right?) I do NOT love the Salvation Army bell players because they do not allow gay people to ring their bells. Who would be better at standing outside, wearing bright red, looking fabulous, and ringing a little bell? The gays! Salvation Army, I will donate the $0.32 intended for you to PFLAG. Where's my checkbook?


2. Halloween.

By far the best part of Halloween is the Halloween Movie Weekend. Nearly every channel has some delightfully horrible Halloween special. My favorite are the Hitchcock marathons. I also like handing out candy, but only in my hometown where I'm pretty sure I won't be stabbed by a trick-or-treater.


3. My Conception Day

The day I was conceived. It's in February. And it's cool.


4. My Birthday

In November. Scorpio, baby.


5. Thanksgiving

I like the fruit salad. And mashed potatoes. And Diet Coke.


6. Arbor Day

It's under-appreciated.

R.I.P. Kris Meloni

October 6, 2007 - October 21, 2007

Kris was found dead at approximately 9 a.m. on Sunday, October 21. Kris appears to have committed suicide but the investigation is still pending.

So much for being a matchmaker...

"Breeding bettas is NOT a project for most keepers and requires much study and preparation before attempting. The mating process is complicated, and frequently violent for both male and female."

Sorry Kris.

Kris is horny. (link)

I have a new pet.

His name is Kris Meloni.

Named after Chris Meloni, and Kristin.

Your therapy

Some people talk to a therapist and use psychology to solve their problems
Some people talk to a priest and use religion to solve their problems.

And I talk to my friends and use Sex and the City/Queer as Folk to solve my problems.

I think I have found the most effective strategy.

Such a Good Quote

Brian: I don't believe in love. I believe in fucking. It's honest, it's efficient. You get in and out with the maximum of pleasure, and minimum of bullshit. Love is something that straight people tell themselves they're in, so they can get laid. And they end up hurting each other, because it was all based on lies to begin with.

--Queer as Folk

My Perfect Day

Thank you, Columbus, for giving me today off from work. This inspired me to determine my mundane yet perfect day...

9:00 AM: Wake up, fully rested
9:02 AM: Starbucks - get coffee, donut, and New York Times
9:05 AM: Return home, drink coffee, eat donut, read New York Times
10:00 AM: Shower
10:30 AM: Go to park (it would be a nice 55 degrees out)
10:45 AM: Read in park
12:00 PM: Get turkey sandwich from deli, eat
1:00 PM: Nap
2:30 PM: Gym
3:30 PM: Do some work
6:00 PM: Meet friends for something
9:00 PM: Watch some TV, go to bed.

I could do this every day, forever.

Changes

When I was a little kid I'd wake up early on Saturday mornings and watch cartoons.

I still do that.

But, there are some key differences that show I am an adult now.

1. I drink coffee during the cartoons.
2. I usually don't eat cereal for breakfast because I probably forgot to buy milk. Or cereal. Or a bowl.
3. Instead of procrastinating doing homework, now I procrastinate grading homework. And also doing homework (but for grad school instead of grade school)*.
4. My living room is considerably messier now that I don't have my mom to clean it.
5. Instead of jumping out of bed and running to the TV, I now just kind of stumble there.
6. I'm taller. Slightly.

So as you can see, I've come a long way in the past 20 years.



*I wrote this very early in the morning. Please do not judge me by the bad puns made here.