That’s right, blogging on the bus. I figured a forty minute or so ride would be sufficient time to spit out a few thoughts. I’m nervous about a great many things on the horizon because well…. That’s how I roll and stuff.
My sister is getting married and naturally I’m happy for her. I’m just worried that now that the whole fam knows I’m queer it might be…. A tad awkward. Whatever, I’ll do the best I can and maybe pack a flask for good measure. I’m thinking Bird Dog or Wild Turkey.
My job is really stressing me out. I’ve been begging to get taken off prep and they keep scheduling me to work prep. I can do it but the knife work makes my tendons in my arm hurt. I feel like I’ll never heal up this way.
My love life is still kickass and amazing. My lover is patient and kind. He’s also as strange as me if not a bit more twisted still. He makes my heart light and full of laughter.
There’s a concert I want to go to Saturday that I’ll most likely have to miss due to not having access to a car.
Mentally I’ve been a bit short fused lately. I’m mostly attributing it to slacking with working out. This I intend to fix.
That’d be it for now.