So it looks like I get the urge to blog towards the end of the month. Maybe it's my natural cycle.
Let's see, not much is new with me. I got a second job at Trader Joe's. Honestly, it's not a bad place to work. But with my full time job and the Trader Joe's, and the lack of a day off, this may have been a mistake. I'll see if I can't rearrange my availability to give myself a day off. Here's to hoping.
My good friend, Erin, is making headlines. The Washington Post, the Advocate, The Maneater... she's everywhere! Her amazing Brady Project may actually make a difference on campus. Basically all you need to know is that Brady Commons at Mizzou is named after renowned homophobe/racist T.A. Brady. She's trying to get to school to reconsider it's naming of this building. The argument against it is pretty lame: Brady wasn't the only racist, and we can't rename all the buildings. Which is, of course, pretty lame. The University could rename the buildings if it wanted, but MU has never really cared that much about it's more shameful past moments, and doesn't think it needs to atone for any of it's sins. Ahh, my alma mater.
I've been feeling kind of stuck lately. My job(s), my friendships, my future, my relationship status. I'm trying to work on me. And that's always been my cop out so that I wouldn't have to deal with dating/feel bad about myself for being perpetually single. But, as corny as it sounds, my goal right now is to be a person that I would want to date. And I don't just mean that in a physical lose-weight-ya-fatty sense. I want to be a positive, healthy, interesting, funny, financially solvent, attractive (gasp, I said it) person. It will, of course, take work, and I'll have to put myself out there more and actually try, but I think it'll be worth it. At least I hope it will. I'm not getting any younger, and I might as well try to improve myself/my life... right? And as I write this the Rilo Kiley song "the good that won't come out" is playing. Creeeepy.
I've also come to understand that people either "get" me or they don't. Most of the people I work with at Trader Joe's "don't." I'm odd, I'll admit it. AndI just have a sense of humor that most people don't get. I'm too cynical, too sarcastic, too sharp-tongued. Hopefully they'll come around. I have met a couple cool people there. But most of the people say things to me like "smile more." That has to stop. I'm working and I'm by no means rude, but I'm also not going to feign some artificial euphoria for no particular reason. For all my complaining, the extra cash has been great.
In other news, I got to go to the Morrissey concert last week. It was great. He's not washed up at all. He's still got the moves, the voice, the deadpan self worship/decpriciation... the total package. He is, as most of you know, one of my idols.
So far in 2006 I've seen Ricky Martin, Madonna, and Morrissey. Now, if I can manage to see Liza Minnelli before the year's end, I will have collected the last piece of the gay live music amulet... and I'll be immortal!
Although, I am planning on seeing Girl Talk on new year's eve... that might be an acceptable substitute.