Monday, September 08, 2003
Happy Monday!
Sick. Never.
But I did have an incredible weekend! I was so busy that I never had a chance to sit around. I love weekends like that. I felt so productive and important. It was such a wonderful change of pace. And I came out of it a father. But I will explain that in a minute.
Friday night I had drinks with my two loves, Angie and Kelly. We had planned to go out with some friends of ours, but ended up having such a good time the three of us that we opted out of it and partied in my apartment. After hours of drinking and singing and playing games, the three of us went out to a nice restaurant and spent the money we WOULD have saved on dinner. It was terribly fun. After we were finished eating, Kelly and I walked home and ran right into the star of Take Me Out. (Kelly had taken me to see this Broadway play in July and we were thrilled to see the lead guy!)
Saturday was the day to end all days.
I got up at 8:30am to talk to my brother. We spoke for about a half an hour and then I showered and went down to the rehearsal space to knock down one of the walls. Yes. You read that correctly. Little gay Joe put on some work gloves and joined Ian in ripping down the kitchen area that was taking up too much room in our space. It was so manly and fun and I had plaster in my hair until this morning. I think everyone was a bit surprised at hot strong and aggressive I can be once given the chance. It was hot.
At around 1:30pm, the owner of the space came in to check on our progress and freaked out at the fact that we were sawing one of his countertops in half. (Needless to say, we had gotten prior permission) This joke of a man (weighing easily 2,359 pounds) screamed at all of us until I basically told him to go fuck himself. He stormed out and came back 20 minutes later to continue the verbal berating. I went out to have a cigarette to calm myself down. (I can’t STAND people belittling my friends, especially when it was clearly not justified) When I came back into the building, fat fuck was still yelling at everyone. I joined the rest of the group in trying to explain to him that he was acting like a psycho. Suddenly Ian, who remained quiet during most of it, BLEW UP! He started screaming at the owner, in the same way that the owner was screaming at the girls.
It got way out of hand.
Before we knew it, Ian and the owner were standing in the hallway, screaming at the top of their lungs, spit flying all over the place. Their chests were puffed out against each other and then Ian screams: “Go ahead! Hit me fucker. Hit me once and I’ll knock you on your ass!” (told you Ian was MAN!) I immediately ran over, put my arms around Ian and took him outside. (Side note---I thought Ian might shove me aside, but instead he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and let me take him with me---it was very sweet and wonderful) Once outside, Ian and I talked about what happened and I was able to calm him down.
Inside, the owner was freaking out, but the girls eventually calmed him down as well. Luckily it all worked out and everyone left on decent terms. It was fucking crazy and the closest I have ever come to getting into a fight. Although, clearly I was not in the fight. You understand.
After all this shit went down, we all went for some food and beverages at Applebees. Ian and I both ordered a mug of beer, which turned out to be a pitcher each. He and I sat next to each other and play flirted the whole time, while the 5 of us talked about the day’s adventures. Ian and I moved our date to this upcoming Friday. Man, I just love hanging out with this kid.
Instead of going home, Kelly and I went over to see our friend Mariah who is going through a life crisis. She asked me not to write about what’s going on with her in this journal, so I won’t. But basically, things in her life have gotten severely out of control. Kelly and I hung with her for a couple of hours, until we were sure that she was going to be ok. After that, we headed home.
When we got to the front of our building, we noticed that somebody had abandoned an adorable hamster on the sidewalk. It had all of the food and bedding with it, so we thought that maybe somebody was moving out and that they were going to pick him up soon. We spoke to our landlord about it and he said that the hamster had been sitting there for most of the day. We immediately picked up the cage and brought him inside.
Once we got up to our apartment, Kelly and I ran around trying to get everything set up for him. Out of nowhere, Kelly starts screaming for me to join her in my bedroom. When I arrived there I immediately saw why she was screaming. Instead of one hamster, there were two!!! We BURST out laughing and named them “Kimberly and Neechee” (Our character names in our show). We cleaned the cage and set them up in a lap of luxury.
And let me tell you, these little boogers are so friendly and CUTE! I have no idea why somebody would have dropped them off on the curb. They love to eat out of your hand and when I woke up this morning and turned on my light, they woke up too and stood with their legs pressed against the side of their cage. They were saying “Good morning!” I rewarded them with some hand fed sunflower seeds.
We think Kimberly is pregnant. She doesn’t run around as much as Neechee does. And Neechee caters to her every whim. Kimberly always sleeps in this little tin can that came with the cage and last night, when she got out to get something to eat, Neechee ran inside the can and tried to go to sleep. Kimberly walked around for a little bit and then crammed herself into the can with Neechee. I watched closely as Kimberly shoved Neechee out of the can and took it back as her own. It was hysterical! And reminded me a lot of guy-girl relationships. Or guy-guy relationships, considering the fact that I am SO Kimberly in mine.
I still haven’t decided what to do if Kimberly gives birth. I will probably just let the babies stay in the cage so that Neechee can eat them alive. I don’t know what else to do. I can’t have 35 hamsters living in my bedroom. Plus, babies are probably a really good source of protein. Neechee will grow up to be big and strong.
I just love them. I feel like Kelly and I rescued them from dying and now I want them to be my babies forever. I went to K-mart yesterday and bought one of those little hamster ball things so that they can run around my bedroom whenever they want. They just love it.
So yeah, what a great weekend it was! I am a proud father of two beautiful hamsters, I got to spend quality time with Ian and Paul, had a great time with Angie and Kelly, and even got to sleep in late on Sunday. Ahh, the life.
Now, back to a week’s worth of intense rehearsals. But I’m excited about it.
Everything is going so well and I am truly happy.
Sick. Never.
But I did have an incredible weekend! I was so busy that I never had a chance to sit around. I love weekends like that. I felt so productive and important. It was such a wonderful change of pace. And I came out of it a father. But I will explain that in a minute.
Friday night I had drinks with my two loves, Angie and Kelly. We had planned to go out with some friends of ours, but ended up having such a good time the three of us that we opted out of it and partied in my apartment. After hours of drinking and singing and playing games, the three of us went out to a nice restaurant and spent the money we WOULD have saved on dinner. It was terribly fun. After we were finished eating, Kelly and I walked home and ran right into the star of Take Me Out. (Kelly had taken me to see this Broadway play in July and we were thrilled to see the lead guy!)
Saturday was the day to end all days.
I got up at 8:30am to talk to my brother. We spoke for about a half an hour and then I showered and went down to the rehearsal space to knock down one of the walls. Yes. You read that correctly. Little gay Joe put on some work gloves and joined Ian in ripping down the kitchen area that was taking up too much room in our space. It was so manly and fun and I had plaster in my hair until this morning. I think everyone was a bit surprised at hot strong and aggressive I can be once given the chance. It was hot.
At around 1:30pm, the owner of the space came in to check on our progress and freaked out at the fact that we were sawing one of his countertops in half. (Needless to say, we had gotten prior permission) This joke of a man (weighing easily 2,359 pounds) screamed at all of us until I basically told him to go fuck himself. He stormed out and came back 20 minutes later to continue the verbal berating. I went out to have a cigarette to calm myself down. (I can’t STAND people belittling my friends, especially when it was clearly not justified) When I came back into the building, fat fuck was still yelling at everyone. I joined the rest of the group in trying to explain to him that he was acting like a psycho. Suddenly Ian, who remained quiet during most of it, BLEW UP! He started screaming at the owner, in the same way that the owner was screaming at the girls.
It got way out of hand.
Before we knew it, Ian and the owner were standing in the hallway, screaming at the top of their lungs, spit flying all over the place. Their chests were puffed out against each other and then Ian screams: “Go ahead! Hit me fucker. Hit me once and I’ll knock you on your ass!” (told you Ian was MAN!) I immediately ran over, put my arms around Ian and took him outside. (Side note---I thought Ian might shove me aside, but instead he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and let me take him with me---it was very sweet and wonderful) Once outside, Ian and I talked about what happened and I was able to calm him down.
Inside, the owner was freaking out, but the girls eventually calmed him down as well. Luckily it all worked out and everyone left on decent terms. It was fucking crazy and the closest I have ever come to getting into a fight. Although, clearly I was not in the fight. You understand.
After all this shit went down, we all went for some food and beverages at Applebees. Ian and I both ordered a mug of beer, which turned out to be a pitcher each. He and I sat next to each other and play flirted the whole time, while the 5 of us talked about the day’s adventures. Ian and I moved our date to this upcoming Friday. Man, I just love hanging out with this kid.
Instead of going home, Kelly and I went over to see our friend Mariah who is going through a life crisis. She asked me not to write about what’s going on with her in this journal, so I won’t. But basically, things in her life have gotten severely out of control. Kelly and I hung with her for a couple of hours, until we were sure that she was going to be ok. After that, we headed home.
When we got to the front of our building, we noticed that somebody had abandoned an adorable hamster on the sidewalk. It had all of the food and bedding with it, so we thought that maybe somebody was moving out and that they were going to pick him up soon. We spoke to our landlord about it and he said that the hamster had been sitting there for most of the day. We immediately picked up the cage and brought him inside.
Once we got up to our apartment, Kelly and I ran around trying to get everything set up for him. Out of nowhere, Kelly starts screaming for me to join her in my bedroom. When I arrived there I immediately saw why she was screaming. Instead of one hamster, there were two!!! We BURST out laughing and named them “Kimberly and Neechee” (Our character names in our show). We cleaned the cage and set them up in a lap of luxury.
And let me tell you, these little boogers are so friendly and CUTE! I have no idea why somebody would have dropped them off on the curb. They love to eat out of your hand and when I woke up this morning and turned on my light, they woke up too and stood with their legs pressed against the side of their cage. They were saying “Good morning!” I rewarded them with some hand fed sunflower seeds.
We think Kimberly is pregnant. She doesn’t run around as much as Neechee does. And Neechee caters to her every whim. Kimberly always sleeps in this little tin can that came with the cage and last night, when she got out to get something to eat, Neechee ran inside the can and tried to go to sleep. Kimberly walked around for a little bit and then crammed herself into the can with Neechee. I watched closely as Kimberly shoved Neechee out of the can and took it back as her own. It was hysterical! And reminded me a lot of guy-girl relationships. Or guy-guy relationships, considering the fact that I am SO Kimberly in mine.
I still haven’t decided what to do if Kimberly gives birth. I will probably just let the babies stay in the cage so that Neechee can eat them alive. I don’t know what else to do. I can’t have 35 hamsters living in my bedroom. Plus, babies are probably a really good source of protein. Neechee will grow up to be big and strong.
I just love them. I feel like Kelly and I rescued them from dying and now I want them to be my babies forever. I went to K-mart yesterday and bought one of those little hamster ball things so that they can run around my bedroom whenever they want. They just love it.
So yeah, what a great weekend it was! I am a proud father of two beautiful hamsters, I got to spend quality time with Ian and Paul, had a great time with Angie and Kelly, and even got to sleep in late on Sunday. Ahh, the life.
Now, back to a week’s worth of intense rehearsals. But I’m excited about it.
Everything is going so well and I am truly happy.
