I really need my DNS changes to propagate please. Ugh. Damn internet.

I'm super inspired and happy today. I slept too late by way of throwing the alarm/cellphone onto the floor in a mini fit of sleep-induced annoyance. I'm starting out about 3 hours later than I wanted, but spontaneity is good, and I'm all prepared to be flexible, et al. So, I have to admit that the TR shit is good shit. Wow. I'm probably going to be writing a lot more. If not here, then somewhere else... so let's begin.

I've always known that I have an addictive personality. I become obsessed easily. I've known this since I was 11. This is why I don't drink, do drugs, smoke, eat chocolate, etc. I never have, because I know if I do it once - I'll most likely develop an addiction. Those things - and many of the things I abstain from - are not necessary to sustain my life, so why have them there? Food is a different story. You need it to live, it's easy to justify. I definitely think I have some kind of food addiction and eating disorder. But because of my obsessive personality, and learning a little bit, I figured out that I'd rather be obsessive about controlling it. Yeah, total eating disorder flag. But, I've lost 39 pounds and am wearing clothes from high school. So, the benefits outweigh the possibility of issues right now. Aside from the vanity part, I promise I can out run you. I've never tried for speed, but I bet I can do 10 miles faster than you. I'm also slowy becoming a vicious fighting machine thanks to my boxing classes.

Being in control makes me happy. Choosing my own destiny and what happens to me in my life is something I don't want to ever let go of. I think it's obvious that there is a specific set of situations where I allow someone else to control me completely. I make that decision, I know where it starts and where it ends. It's beneficial to my binary personality. I work well with structure. I work well providing structure, and honestly - things tend to go badly when there isn't a clear definition of who is in charge.

I'm leaving in about 2 hours. I don't know when I'll be back. I expect to have ridiculous amounts of fun and annoy plord. Upon my return, I expect that some of my Tiger Beat vital statistics will have changed. Change is good, because I wither and die when I'm not being challenged.

Thursday - Went to work, got flowers and lots of phone calls and $2.00 many times. After work Mark took me to get ice cream. It was the most ridiculous insane cookie pie thing I have ever seen. Neither of us could finish even half of what we ordered. It was yum and full of delicious forbidden sugar. After that we went to my house and I tried on clothes. Ha. Girlie.

Friday - I woke up way later than I had wanted to. I got myself dressed and packed and drove over the big scary mountain to SF. The drive over was beautiful. Sunny with blue skies and not too cold. I talked on the phone the entire drive. I hate driving, but I love talking on the phone and combining the two really helped. I did a little shoe shopping and wandered around Ikea for a little bit. That night Montell picked me up and we went to "The Darkest Hour." Spooky, isn't it? The door people were really nice and the people there seemed generally happy. My friend Devon and his friend Eric arrived shortly thereafter and was that ever funny. Devon wore a polo shirt with a little man on a horse on it for me. I was really happy to see them, they're fun. Somehow Montell conned Darren into showing up as well. That was so funny, I laughed and laughed. He's promoting a club night there called 'Nocturnia.' I shrieked in terror and he said, 'Yeah, yeah, Kary said I could use the name.' Hilarious. Melanie from #sfrh was there and I reconized her from her picture. She's super friendly and nice and
reminds me of kids from Atlanta. Go to Body Rapture and tell her you want to do her.

After the club closed, Montell took me to this diner, I think it was near the Castro. It was sort of loud and crazy. Everyone was hip and fashionable and had obviously just come from their respective subculture's clublands. It was fun. I had a spinach bacon omellete with cheddar. I also ate a bagel. Thus began my downward spiral into sugarsugar weekend of sugar.

Saturday - I drove around and considered going to San Jose to barge in on Austin and nehp. Then I remembered that it was far and I hate driving. I picked up Roger to go to ERIC GOTTESMAN's fancy party. Roger baked me a big pink funfetti cake! Wow. It was so incredible. It's been far too long since someone baked me a cake. He and I went to the grocery store, because I always make sure to provide vokda with cake, as the two seem like they go together. I saw Bartles and James wine coolers 2 for $8. He actually bought them! I think he got 'berry blast' and 'melon' or something like that. I picked up a bunch of Little Debbie cakes and some cocktail umbrellas so as to increase the fanciness. Then we drove to Alameda.

It's so cute there. I want to see it in the daytime. We pulled up to ERIC GOTTESMAN's house and got rockstar parking. His apartment was just about at capacity. As you might imagine for a party held by a rock star of his magnitude. I met lots of people really quickly and got sort of disoriented, but then I saw Chip and felt super happy. Chip and Cappy have given me some of the best relationship advice I've ever received. Classics such as "Fuck him!" and "Never talk to that fucker again!" not to mention all the good reasoning they use. Seeing Chip was a total highlight. I got to see Yen, Jej and sashie. It was like super secret society meeting. I got to meet thejane, Starr, Chip's roommate Chase and lots of other fun people. ERIC GOTTESMAN and his lovely girlfriend Shannon are ridiculously cute and gave me hope for Western Civilization. I'm glad Jake didn't set anyone on fire and Yen is the cuddliest thing I have ever seen. It was super happy and I had a really good time. People ate cake and actually drank wine coolers. The cops only came 3 times and jej hugged me. Fun.

This was definitely one of my best birthdays ever.

As you may or may not know - today is my birthday. If everyone who reads this site gives me $2.00, I will have $10.00! I could go see a movie, or buy nail polish, who knows. The possibilities are endless. So, you should donate $2.00 to my birthday fund and it will make me smile. I promise.

Here are some reasons:
- It's my birthday
- My site is funny and makes you laugh, and my hosting costs more than $300 a year.
- I've helped you fix your unix server, your webcode, your car, your love life or some other thing that was worth at least $2.00 to you.
- I have given you webspace, DNS services, domain names or a funny feeling in your pants. FOR FREE.
- I've been a good friend, and you think it's funny that "I want my two dollars!"

Seriously, it's cheaper than sending a card, and even cheaper than a phone call in some cases - although I love phone calls, so do both.

Also, don't forget - I'm going to be in San Francisco for an all out wacko party weekend. Call or SMS me if you want to meet up.

Oh, one more thing - I am very smiley right now. Here is an emoticon to help illustrate that :D