Long Overdue Post
2004-05-13||xx||1:56 p.m.
*taps the screen* Miss me fuckers? Yeah, me too. (Sorry, Stifler moment there, had to do it.)
Ahhhhhh! It has been literally days unto weeks unto half a damned month at the least! since I have written any words into this thing and I am sure there are those of you who were wondering...just what it was that Cephy had found himself involved in of late. And to those that didn't really care, that woke up with their morning coffee and checked of all things the verdammt newspaper instead of MY diary, I'm gonna tell you anyways.
Now, as many of you can remember, I had some issues after Feast of Fools- mainly waking up with an abcess. Big fun there. After a week of hemming and hawing I finally got to the hospital, got some drugs and got better! And I smartly kept said drugs so in the future when I do have this problem again it will be an easier fix. Now though, I am in the search for a good dentist and dental plan. Gotta get this shit fixed.
Due to the pennicillin I was on though, I was tired, and not riding my bike anywhere. It exhausted me, seriously. So, I wasn't coming to the library to check mail, and as such, checking it solely through the magic of a cell phone. Wonderful things- I did notice one small flaw with them though. When a person is drunk they want to call everyone in their phone to tell them. Mike and Autie were the lucky ones last night, who got the text message, as I was swerving down the road (walking mind you) and trying to type. It wasn't pretty.... at all. Why was I drunk last night? Well, any person who mixes three beers, a pina colada and blue carisou/ malibu together has a good shot at it... I was enjoying my wed night after work with Will, Manda, Scott, Mary and Korrie. And yes, "that" Korrie little Miss Amazing Rotundity, and No, I did not ask her out yet. But I did invite her openly to this weekend's Cystic Fibrosis walk and found out in the process that she loves the medieval rennaissance festivals....(were doing a demo there as Amtgard in case you weren't aware). Soooo, if she shows, which I hope for, I may be able to simply get more into character and turn on the charm. But we shall see, yo.
Ahhh, my latest hobby has become an odd one. Frank and Eric were the ones responsible for introducing me to it, so it's their damned fault, yo. Slot car racing. Not the little ones that we played with on a Tyco track when we were young but the bigger ones, 1/24th scale and fast. So fast in fact that their a damned blur going round the track. The low end models will do 15mph scale and the high end, (which Mike is building of course) upwards of 75mph scale. Very neat little fast bullets. Odd hobby too, but the guy who owns the place is a very nice guy and therefore we go. Plus he's our kinda people, just like that clerk down in Arundel Mills who sold me my cellphone. Dude remember's Frank and I, and Frank's custom wrapped cellphone, AND the details about the character Frank is drawing for his comic...
Speaking of such things- I started thinking about writing again. I hadn't thought of it much since Amber and I had split, I don't know- I didn't care about being creative but now I have thoughts bursting in my mind again. Hopefully I can get some of them written down and submitted to Literotica or other such sites again. It's been too long since I have had my work critiqued by those people. Speaking of which, anyone wants a fun read, go to www.literotica.com and do a search for the author Malefic. This would be me. I have one story on there and several poems.
I have been spending time again with Mike and Autumn. Fridays are turning into the days I see them it seems. The racetrack is in Waynesboro and I have, for the past two weeks, simply stayed there with Mike and gotten a ride in with him the next day. Last weekend, which was Mother's day, he and I played several rounds of Yahtze' before heading in. It was cool, if a bit maddening (the dice rolls). They have a beautiful house, rife with one happy little spirit in the basement who occupies a fruit cellar. I can't help but admit I wanna sit in that cellar and enjoy the feel of a nearby ghost. *chuckle* I know Brooke, I know Amber- no eating ghosts- theyre not good for me! I love you both but I also love that feeling of nearby otherworldly creatures... *shivers*
Speaking of shivering- I was drunk last night, and as normal all I wanted was to curl up with good music and sleep/ rest. The music I chose was of course- Nine Inch Nails, a band I have heard referred to as "aural sex". This is exactly true, as I was in such a good space after songs such as "Something I can Never Have", "Pinion", "Wish", and so on. Happy sigh.
GE is rapidly approaching and I am freaking out internally about the feast. For the first time I am unsure about the amount of food I will need. And for those that attend my feasts normally, you Know I always have plenty. This time though, I'm just not sure. Oh well, it's nerves I tell you, just fucking nerves.
Gotta go though- walking to work today and I wanna get out there in the heat.
I'll talk your way later, loves,
Cephy