Recent ramblings

I wrote the first two pages or so of a book while on the bus the other day. I had a small notepad, and managed to fill up a lot of it with something that came to mind. I figured that I should write it down before it left my head forever. I'll put it up a little later, when I have time to write.

Headed to work monday night, I saw three people with plates of food in Queen Anne. Not paper plates. China. Complete with silverware. None of them were together.

I found a studio apartment downtown that is furnished, all utilities paid, for $595 a month. I want. It's right across from the Space Needle. I'm skeptical about the price. There must be a catch. I'm applying for one of the units anyway. I really want to live downtown.

Crazy girl that wants me to be her boyfriend suddenly reversed her point of view, and told me that she "has no desire to ever date" me. This is the exact opposite of what she's been telling me for the past 6 months. She thinks I've been playing games with her. I don't do that. I have been telling her what the deal is the entire time. I haven't changed position on anything. The only factor is that she does exactly the opposite of what I ask her to do.

 Been watching Cheers for a few days on Netflix. I love that show. I just wish they had Night Court. That show was great.

Went to Crypticon last weekend. I met Dee Wallace and Richard Keil. Dee was a sweetheart. Got really drunk, just like I do every convention.

Not much else to talk about. My life is pretty boring.

I did my part, now I'm done

This past Friday, I did the dumbest, yet most responsible thing that I have ever done in my life:

I got a vasectomy.

That's right kids. No more ginger babies for me. I've decided that one was enough. Don't get me wrong. I love my daughter, and I'm glad that I had her. She is wonderful.

But, I think everyone will agree that I really shouldn't have more kids. There are too many irresponsible parents out there, and I know that I'm one of them. So, I took the permanent and more financially responsible route.

There may be people out there that think that I should not have done it, and I respect their opinion. Hell, even the doctor seemed like he was trying to talk me out of it.

So, I can't have sex until this Friday. That's not really a problem, though, since I'm not getting laid anyway. I still have to use condoms for the next month and a half, just to be sure. Then, I go back to the clinic with a sample, and they determine if I'm officially "firing blanks".

I'm not going to go into the procedure. If you want to know, look it up, or get a hold of me. I'll tell you all about it.

I'll even give you a referral, if you want.

I've seen this link several times, and finally watched it. For some reason, I think it's incredibly awesome.

Am I the only one who wants to side with this guy? I mean, Phoenix Jones is cool and all. I appreciate that he helps out as much as he can. He's great.

But there's just something about a guy with an eyepatch and a handlbar mustache. Even if it's fake.

Plus, this guy is obviously a geek. The production value of this video alone shows that.

Inheritance, bus adventures, and vasectomies

Not much happens in my life. It's pretty boring, so I don't write much. However, there have been a few things happen recently.

I just received my inheritance check. It's almost more money than I've ever had in my life. I've had several people ask me what I'm going to do with it. Firstly, I'm going to pay off my debts. I owe a few people money. I have also looked up my credit report. I also want to get a few fun things for myself, like a new bed, but for the most part, I'm going to save most of that money.

A couple of times in the past week, I've had a strange thing happen to me. I was on the bus, heading to work, minding my business, when some guy got on, and sat down right next to me. Normally, that wouldn't be a problem, except there were MANY other seats open. This guy really smelled bad, too. When we got downtown, people kept getting off, and nobody got on. However, this guy didn't move. He just kept sitting next to me, occasionally glancing at me. Perhaps he was trying to see what I would do. So, a couple of stops before the one I wanted, I stood up to get off the bus. He wouldn't move. He just kept looking at me. So, I shoved him out of the way, and got off the bus.

Yesterday morning, the same thing happened. Different guy, though. Plenty of seats, he sits right next to me. Other people got on the bus, and halfway home, another guy asked this dude a question about where something was. The guy next to me was extremely rude, and raised his voice. The second man, got off at the next stop. When I got downtown to catch my other bus, I said "excuse me" and stood up to get off the bus. He didn't move. He just stared at me like I wasn't speaking English. I repeated myself, but he still wouldn't move. So, I pushed HIM out of the way, and got off the bus. I don't know what the hell is going on lately, but people on the bus suck.

Also, I'm scheduling an appointment to get 'snipped'. That's right. I'm looking into a vasectomy. I've made a ginger, and my family will live on. That's good enough for me. Plus, I don't want to have any more kids. I know, that may make it so a woman that I get involved with won't want to be with me. So be it. That's what I want, and anyone who can't deal with that isn't worthy of being with me.

Oh, and something random.

I had a dream the other day. I usually don't dream. I had a puppy. It's name was Scotty. It was a little Sky Terrier. I don't know why I had that dream. But now, I want a puppy.

Who is trolling me?

My dentist called me yesterday to confirm an appointment that had been made for me.

Thing is, there was also someone else who had made an appointment for an hour after mine.

They called to confirm that my appointment was at 9 am, and someone whose name is James, but likes to go by Mike, would be right after me. However; they wanted to make sure that he was covered under my insurance.

Wait, what?

I work graveyard shift. I get off of work at 6 am. Having an appointment at 9 am is something I would NEVER do. That, and NOBODY else is covered under my insurance, not even my daughter.

So, I ask them to double check that it was me that made the appointment. The lady said that she wasn't the one that took it. I asked if they had any contact info for the person. She restated that she didn't take the appointment, so she didn't have any info.

Now, this girl, their receptionist, is a really nice person. She's pretty good at her job, and has a wonderful demeanor around the patients. I didn't realize until now that she's a little bit dumb. Just because you didn't take the appointment, it doesn't mean that there isn't any contact info for this person.

You obviously have MY contact info, and I didn't even make the appointment!!!

She figured out that it must be a different Raymond, and they accidentally made an appointment for me. So, they figured it out on their own.

Thing is, I really wanted to go there at 10 am, and see who this "My name is James, but I like to go by Mike" guy is.

I don't think you understand

Many years I have known you.

We've been through a lot together.

No matter what happens, we always seem to come back to the same place. Which, in reality, isn't such a bad thing.

However, I've expressed to you how I feel. We've talked about it at length. You seemed to understand.

I guess I was wrong.

Please don't misunderstand me. I know your life is pretty good, and I'm happy for you when you are happy. But, there comes a time where a person feels like it's time to give up the ghost. I'm almost there. There will always be that sliver of hope that you'll come around and realize that it's always been you.

I know it probably won't happen, though. I have a reputation as a man-whore, and you have terrible taste in men. Yet, we keep coming back. Neither of us seems to be able to to overcome our faults.

I suppose it's my fault, though. I never really pursued you. I just kept letting you come back, hoping that you'd stay. I should have said something. In fact, I did once. That didn't last long. You found someone else, and went off on your adventures again.

You've been through so much, and I've been there to be your shoulder to cry on, or the person who always supports you no matter what.

I think that I'm just trying to let you know, again, how I feel. I don't want to mess up the good things you have going in your life, so I won't actually say it.

Just know that I still do.

Inspirado

 I'm working on this song for karaoke. I hope I can get it right. That's 'baby makin' music'.

I haven't written shit in a week. I kind of feel like a failure at this whole 'writing' thing.

I know, there are those out there that could give me advice on how to write, but I just haven't had much to say. Plus, I keep forgetting the stories I want to write down.

I went to Norwescon. Had fun. Dressed in a kilt the first night, and had a woman put her hand up it to check if I was wearing underwear.  I wasn't. Wore my leopard print PJs the second night. Don't ask me why. People love them.

Visited with one of my oldest friends Wednesday night. Found out she's been dating a new guy. I'm happy for her, but a bit jealous at the same time. Don't ask why. It's too long to explain.

She told me her new guy has a Muslim father and a Mormon mother. Or is it the other way around? Oh well. And, she's a total submissive. I don't understand people who are "kink". Mostly because nobody has really explained it to me. The same with polyamory. I have kind of an idea, but I don't know all the fundamentals.

The past week, it's felt like everything has been going wrong. I try to write, and can't think of anything. I played poker, and didn't (and couldn't) win a hand in 2 1/2 hours. My phone got shut off. That happened because I have a friend on my plan, and she hasn't given me a dime for her portion in 4 months. NONONO, don't think that. She's just had a bad run as well. I'm helping in any way that I can.

Work is ok. I get paid to sit on my ass all night and play on Facebook.

I've cut back smoking by a lot. I have about 8-10 a day now. I use pipe tobacco, and roll them myself. Plus, the fact that I'm not smoking the whole thing helps, as well.

I joined my company's softball team. We practice every weekend for a couple of hours. I can't wait for our first game.

Other than that, I can't really think of anything insightful or interesting to write. Perhaps I'll come up with something later.