The Mighty T (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} tiasworld) wrote,@ 2005-04-25 15:04:00 |
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Installment #1
Thanks to a small reminder from davidmn I decided it really is time to update this journal something fierce. Since I have not written in over a year I am going to do this in installments. Are you ready?
March 2004 – August 2004
March 15th (or there abouts):
John and I moved out of the loft (as it was a bit too intimate for the 2 of us and moved into a 4 bedroom place with another friend from Michigan. We moved above a candy store. I was living every kid's dream. A candy store!
I was so excited. I had a bedroom larger then some studio apartments I have seen, a jacuzzi, a balcony off my bedroom and a washer and dryer in the apartment. We were living high.
At around the same time I quit working at the spa. Good thing, too, as the spa closed its doors due to mismanagement less than 2 months later. That place was really draining me. I grew very tired, very quickly, about people deciding the things I need to do to be attractive and presentable. Simple things like I was told I needed to wear make-up. They could not understand that I feel beautiful as is.
So I was then a full-time waitress at caffe De Luca My good friend, Mike, was my manager and we had a great time with it.
April:
I ran into Asif, who I worked with at ANS before the Worldcom takeover. And he and I started having weekly lunches. Why not? He was unemployed and I did not have a day job. It seemed the perfect way to pass the time and lament about being laid off. It is sometimes fun to have a co-conspirator in holding a pity-party.
After a year at caffe De Luca it is amazing how many people from Michigan I ran into. Two girls from high school drama club, 3 guys from college, and Asif.
Working there was a nice step in my social life. There I go to alluding to my end at caffe De Luca, but that will not come until the next installment.
May and June:
Well work kept me more than busy. And I got into a bad habit that many waitresses get into: when I got off of work I was still energetic, and the only thing to do would be to go to a bar. So I drank a bit more often than I would usually. But on a good note I met many of my neighbors and gained a few friends from being a local at the bar. I also found out my neighborhood was filled with Michigan folks as well. We could bond with a game or two of Euchre.
July 1st:
I turned 30! Following a queue from Emily I decided to make a big deal out of nothing. I really do not care that I turned 30. But I think it is the perfect age to milk the complaining factor. I just do not understand MTV anymore, ‘cause I am 30; I have to have at least 8 hours of sleep, ‘cause I am 30; etc.
We had a BBQ in the pouring rain for my birthday. John is the man who kept the flames going. He was quite impressive. And Vanessa came down to visit me. I had a great time showing her around and I love that she travels a bit like I do. She can easily entertain herself by trying to walk around and find new streets to look at. Also, it was nice having her around just to laugh lots. We have always been able to laugh together.
July 13th:
I volunteered as a crew member for the HOPE Ride. Roger, one of the guys I rode with in AIDS Rides I participated in, asked if I would ride. As I did not feel I was in shape enough, nor was I in a place to fundraise, I decided to help out by crewing the ride. It was interesting being on the other side of the ride. This ride was so much smaller than other rides I had been on (35 riders as opposed to 1500 riders) and fairly disorganized, but due to the diligence of the organizers and the crew the riders did not feel the effects of the lack of organization during the ride. It was magic. Being a part of this makes me want to ride in a summer of 2005 ride. Here are 3 photos from the ride: http://www.tiagirl.com/hoperide
August:
I worked 6 to 8 shifts a week at the restaurant, every single Friday, Saturday and Sunday night. I really was a bore.
But on a good note: Craig from New York did visit for a week. And I tried to give him a tour of the city by showing him all the photo-booths that we could find. If you go here you will see come of the fruits of our labor.
And at the end of the month I went camping with some of the gang from the HOPE Ride. We could not have asked for a more miserable weekend to go camping. Our first night we did not do much of anything but the second night. Oh, the second night. We were rescued by a group with good food and large tarps. So we tarped (new verbs are being created everyday)over a campfire (real safe, right?) and enjoyed a night of food, drink and conversation.
OK, this is long enough for the first installment. I am hoping to have September until now done by the end of this week. Please feel free to harass me if I do not have it posted.
Later,
Tia
Thanks to a small reminder from davidmn I decided it really is time to update this journal something fierce. Since I have not written in over a year I am going to do this in installments. Are you ready?
March 2004 – August 2004
March 15th (or there abouts):
John and I moved out of the loft (as it was a bit too intimate for the 2 of us and moved into a 4 bedroom place with another friend from Michigan. We moved above a candy store. I was living every kid's dream. A candy store!
I was so excited. I had a bedroom larger then some studio apartments I have seen, a jacuzzi, a balcony off my bedroom and a washer and dryer in the apartment. We were living high.
At around the same time I quit working at the spa. Good thing, too, as the spa closed its doors due to mismanagement less than 2 months later. That place was really draining me. I grew very tired, very quickly, about people deciding the things I need to do to be attractive and presentable. Simple things like I was told I needed to wear make-up. They could not understand that I feel beautiful as is.
So I was then a full-time waitress at caffe De Luca My good friend, Mike, was my manager and we had a great time with it.
April:
I ran into Asif, who I worked with at ANS before the Worldcom takeover. And he and I started having weekly lunches. Why not? He was unemployed and I did not have a day job. It seemed the perfect way to pass the time and lament about being laid off. It is sometimes fun to have a co-conspirator in holding a pity-party.
After a year at caffe De Luca it is amazing how many people from Michigan I ran into. Two girls from high school drama club, 3 guys from college, and Asif.
Working there was a nice step in my social life. There I go to alluding to my end at caffe De Luca, but that will not come until the next installment.
May and June:
Well work kept me more than busy. And I got into a bad habit that many waitresses get into: when I got off of work I was still energetic, and the only thing to do would be to go to a bar. So I drank a bit more often than I would usually. But on a good note I met many of my neighbors and gained a few friends from being a local at the bar. I also found out my neighborhood was filled with Michigan folks as well. We could bond with a game or two of Euchre.
July 1st:
I turned 30! Following a queue from Emily I decided to make a big deal out of nothing. I really do not care that I turned 30. But I think it is the perfect age to milk the complaining factor. I just do not understand MTV anymore, ‘cause I am 30; I have to have at least 8 hours of sleep, ‘cause I am 30; etc.
We had a BBQ in the pouring rain for my birthday. John is the man who kept the flames going. He was quite impressive. And Vanessa came down to visit me. I had a great time showing her around and I love that she travels a bit like I do. She can easily entertain herself by trying to walk around and find new streets to look at. Also, it was nice having her around just to laugh lots. We have always been able to laugh together.
July 13th:
I volunteered as a crew member for the HOPE Ride. Roger, one of the guys I rode with in AIDS Rides I participated in, asked if I would ride. As I did not feel I was in shape enough, nor was I in a place to fundraise, I decided to help out by crewing the ride. It was interesting being on the other side of the ride. This ride was so much smaller than other rides I had been on (35 riders as opposed to 1500 riders) and fairly disorganized, but due to the diligence of the organizers and the crew the riders did not feel the effects of the lack of organization during the ride. It was magic. Being a part of this makes me want to ride in a summer of 2005 ride. Here are 3 photos from the ride: http://www.tiagirl.com/hoperide
August:
I worked 6 to 8 shifts a week at the restaurant, every single Friday, Saturday and Sunday night. I really was a bore.
But on a good note: Craig from New York did visit for a week. And I tried to give him a tour of the city by showing him all the photo-booths that we could find. If you go here you will see come of the fruits of our labor.
And at the end of the month I went camping with some of the gang from the HOPE Ride. We could not have asked for a more miserable weekend to go camping. Our first night we did not do much of anything but the second night. Oh, the second night. We were rescued by a group with good food and large tarps. So we tarped (new verbs are being created everyday)over a campfire (real safe, right?) and enjoyed a night of food, drink and conversation.
OK, this is long enough for the first installment. I am hoping to have September until now done by the end of this week. Please feel free to harass me if I do not have it posted.
Later,
Tia
