Wowza

I've lost use of my left thumb for the time being. Slicing open a tendon will do that to you. I'm going in for surgery Thursday to get it fixed up. For the time being I'm wearing a fiberglass splint and a cotton wrap to keep it covered.


9 stitches. Wooo


People ask, I tell 'em I cut it while I was prepping tomatoes for a sandwhich.

I'm not saying I did this on purpose, but the tomato story is better then the truth.

I'll have missed a few days of work by the time this is over, and that makes me really sad. I like working, and making money, and looking at used cars, imagining buying a used Mercedes (found one that is gorgeous for only $2300) and driving it home and showing it off to my friends.


Oh my friends. How flaky they've been.

My dad basically gave me the go ahead to have people up here @ the apt for the weekend, cause he'll be in Chicago. His only condition was that we don't leave the placed trashed come Monday night, when he gets home.

I texted Noah about it. He sounded thrilled. Then passive-aggressively demanded the $60 Fargo destroyed along w/ my duct tape wallet last summer.

I texted Misha about it. I know both her and Suzy have to work until ten or so Saturday night, but I asked her if she wanted to drive up with Suzy and Noah, and we could all crash here at the apt, I would rent some movies and buy food for dinner that night, then on Sunday we could all go out for lunch or dinner or something, and be cool kids. She hasn't texted me back.

I would text Suzy, but it probably be the same.

I mean, if they have plans, they can just tell me, I wouldn't mind, I'm fully aware of the fact that I'm not their only friend, they're all very popular, and busy people.

So who cares if the three of them are the only three friends I have?

Hell, I'd drive back down to chill with them this weekend if they offered. So I guess I actually am kind of bitter that they haven't even given me any acknowledgement about it.

My dad keeps asking if I've heard back from them. And I keep telling him I haven't heard a word from anyone other then Noah, but his word doesn't really mean much. It's not like he can get a car and drive up here, w/ or w/o the girls, even if he really wanted to. Having no license kind of puts a damper on that sort of thing.

I think my dad feels bad about me not hearing back from them. Cause he seemed like, excited, to offer up the apt for me to entertain people. That's really cool of him. I mean I can't recall him ever doing that at the house. When we were younger, and we wanted friends over, we would ask mom, and she'd take care of it. And now that we're older, at least when it comes to Aron and I, we just have our friends show up, or bring them home. So, it's really cool of my dad to give me the option of having people over.

Too bad they're probably not going to come here.


I want to ask them to see me after my surgery, but I feel guilty/selfish for even thinking of asking them. It's not like it's a life saving, high risk surgery. But it would be nice to wake up from the anesthesia and have my friends around.

Because I don't think Dad will be there, if I remember correctly he'll be back in Chicago next Thursday. Which is alright, he's already taken yesterday off to drive me to my surgery consult in Benton Harbor. And we're at a critical point in the Opus Project, and since he's the boss of the Opus project, it took a lot for him to do that.


I ran 4 miles today. err...completed four miles. 2 in the morning at the gym (it's all I can do now, I can't grasp any weights or handles with my left hand). I ran the first mile, but walked the second .5 mile, and then ran the last portion. And this evening, I ran two miles in 20 minutes. Non stop :D so thrilled about that, now I just have to do it again, to make sure it wasn't a happy accident. And then after that, I've got to start trimming time. I think my goal at the end of the summer is to do the 2 mile in 10 minutes. That's one goal. Another goal is to be under 220 pounds, for the first time since sophomore year of high school. And another is to go down a pant size or two. Right now I'm at 225 pounds, and a size 38 waist. So I'm pretty close to that. Oh and I also want defined arms. lol, cause that'll be nice. I think I was able to do it, because dad loaned me his old pair of runners for the evening, and they've been broken in and molded into the ideal form for running. Plus, I made (in my honest opinion) a bitchin' running mix:


SONG ARTIST
"The Bears Are Coming" Late of the Pier
"Sun Hands" Local Natives
"New York Is Killing Me" Gil Scott-Heron
"Ares" Bloc Party
"Loser" Beck
"Sick Thief" Alien Ant Farm
"They're Not Horses, They're Unicorns" Bayside
"Miami" Against Me!
"Shit Luck" Modest Mouse
"Pon De Floor" Major Lazer
"Start Wearing Purple" Gogol Bordello
"Bulletproof" La Roux
"Pass Out" Tinie Tempah
"Seven Nation Army" White Stripes
"On To the Next One" Jay-Z
"Paper Planes" MIA


I really have to figure out my WCC stuff for fall. I hope I can go back. I'll admit it, I really fucked up the last two months of it. I can't bloody believe I didn't go to school at all from the end of March-end of semester. Completely foolish...no, retarded of me. Sigh, but that won't happen again, cause I'm not going to bother trying to find another girl to fall in love with anytime soon. Work and School is what I need to do this semester.

I have to email Kelly Services tomorrow, to see if they have any fall employment in Ann Arbor. Kelly Services, FYI, is the temp agency that hires the college students for Haworth, and they've got an office or two in Ann Arbor, so I'm networking :P. Anyway, I need to line up a job through them, or at the very least, legit prospects. Then my next step is to get ahold of Ryan Parrish, and see if a) he still needs a roommate, and if so we go onto b) If he want's to get an apt together. He might be put off by the fact that I won't be able to be a co-holder of the lease, because my family's credit is really bad, but I'm more then willing to be a resident of the apt, and pay him my half of the rent/utilities. I also hope he won't find it awkward that Kayla's ex boyfriend is asking him (one of her really good friends) to live with him. Cause if he does...then I guess I'm in the market for a cheap studio near WCC...

Kayla has yet to come through on her promise and hang out with me. I'M SO RAGED RAGGLE RAWR ABOUT IT ALL. HAHAHAHAHA. Nah, it's cool. She's busy, working some nasty hours, getting her new apt set up, has a boyfriend that doesn't like me. I get it, it's all good. It also doesn't help I live out in Holland for the summer :P


I'm fucking bummed I had to postpone my trip to Ann Arbor this weekend. I was going to go, to just chill out with Neil and Bryce, and maybe talk to Ryan face to face. Anddd try and figure something out with WCC. But thanks to my pay being fucked up for the last couple weeks (didn't get paid friday...) and my hand, I really don't have the money for train tickets, or spending money. Maybe I'll text Neil and see if he Bryce and Lauren want to come out to Holland for the weekend. Then when he responds w/ an "lol, that's a bit out of the way" I'll be like "hahahah ya, I was j/k" but part of me would have been serious.

Well, brightside about this weekend, I can keep my spending to a min, and save more money then for PRIDE WEEKEND 2010!! OMG so excited. I loved it last year, and the group that is going this year are cool cats.

Noah was talking to me about how Misha and Abbey (who'll be living in an apt together in Chi-town this fall) are looking into getting the keys for their place early, so we can all crash in their unfurnished apt for that weekend. And party. riotously so. Because that's also Suzy's 18 birthday, zomgggg lolol. Yeah, so basically it boiled down to me asking him, if he could ask them if I could party with them that weekend, like ride the train down either saturday evening or sunday morning, and then head up monday, naturally taking that day off of work...However, I haven't heard like any vocal confirmation from anyone outside of Noah about it.

Sometimes I feel like they just put up with me.

But then I remember times like a couple weeks ago, where I was in Suzy's kitchen, prepping veggies for a stir fry, ignoring the huge fight that she and Misha were having...after things cooled down a bit (and Abbey and Elizabeth left) Suzy came over and gave me a hug and apologized for being a bitch, and i was like "awww izzok suzy"

or later that afternoon, when Misha and I were watching Intervention, and at the end the rehabilitated woman's son said "you're smiling! I hope to see that smile every day for eternity!" and we both started tearing up.

Or any times we just chill and listen to music, or talk about movies...

Times like that, and I figure they don't "just put up with me" that they enjoy my complany. I guess it's just that I'm the "new guy" to their group, and maybe it's not quite clear how I'll mesh with their other friends. But thankfully, I'm a quite and shy guy for the longest time when it comes to new people, so we're good there :P


But to be honest, their friends and them are the people I wanted to be/hang out with in high school. The cool liberated artsy kids who were full of just life.


And now I get to hang out with them.


Speaking of videos, I'm on the video project for Opus, where we interview people about their preferences for SAP as opposed to the old information systems. It's ok if you have no idea what that is, I barely understand myself :P. But it's great cause I get to work with Dave, who's done some great funny videos for the company and he's a really nice guy, plus he said after I shadow him and observe the first couple shoots, to get an idea of every thing, I can take control and direct an interview :D. SO PUMPED


Well I should go to sleep. 5 am comes too damn early :(