For The Shorties

I'm going to try to keep this one short, but I cannot make any promises.

First, some game show news. A new host has been announced for The Price Is Right, and in my opinion, it may be a good choice. Drew Carey, the comedian who was successful with The Drew Carey Show and Whose Line Is It Anyway?, will be the new host. This was finalized a few days ago. Some people are happy about it; others are a bit skeptical. I think he could do a great job. I guess we'll have to see.

I had an eye appointment today (LONG overdue), and I now have a prescription to get some new glasses. This is very exciting for me, as I really want a new look for myself. I also wanna buy some new clothes, especially some new shirts and jeans. I don't normally buy clothes on my own; usually I bring a friend of mine along to give some input. However, I don't know who I will bring this time around...

Hung out with Rayna today; she came to pick me up from the eye appointment. See (bad choice of words), they dilated my pupils for the exam, and thus my vision was a bit fuzzy and my eyes were very sensitive to light for about 5 hours. So I asked her to come get me so that we could have lunch and stuff. Good times for the most part. Except for the sunlight and my sensitive eyes part.

Yesterday, I was overwhelmed with the feeling of "disappointment."

I've been a bit on the sick side this week, but now I'm feeling a bit better, so I should be set to go spend this weekend with Sim for his birthday bash.

I haven't talked to JDubs in a little while, and I miss that. He's become one of my closest buddies, and I wish he was around so that I could talk to him about some stuff. Don't be offended if you are reading this and you are a friend of mine. At least, try not to.

I was compared to a clam recently.

The podcast is going well. I hope to tape in about 2 weeks. I've have the game designed, and now I'll be looking for panelists. More info on that later.

The Simpsons Movie opens today (Friday). Either it will be very good, or a huge flop.

I really wanna see Ratatouille one more time. It's a beautiful movie to watch. It's definitely one of those movies you should watch with someone you care about. I hope to do that. Too bad she's away right now...

Jealousy is a human trait that everyone possess, whether you'd like to admit it or not.

I'm so ready for my own game show. I just gotta have one. No excuses.

Alright, I'm gonna head to bed. I've got work in the morning. I'll be heading on a trip in a few weeks, maybe even two. It should be a lot of fun. But I'm also kinda waiting for the school semester to begin. Does that make me weird?

Ugh...

Not much to write right now. Just feeling a bit under the weather. Confused. Worried. I want to feel better, but I'm not sure how I'm supposed to go about getting better.

I hate feeling this way...

The Category Is...

"Bar Golf"
Saturday was Bar Golf: you basically go to 18 different bars (hole) and have a drink at each one. What score you get at each bar is determined by what type of drink you get:

Nothing/Soda: 5 Points
Water: 4 Points
Beer: 3 Points
Mixed Drink: 2 Points
Shot: 1 Point

Why is water worth less than nothing/soda? Cause they wanted to make sure everyone was hydrated during the day, and drinking nothing or soda is a little worse than drinking water. Anyway, The course was split into two parts: The Front 9 (Boston) and The Back 9 (Allston/Brighton). The game started at 1PM, but I was at work till 6PM, so I participated in the Back 9. It was a lot of fun to do. Par is 3 at each bar. My score? Well I did better than I thought I would. I scored a 20, or a -7 Under Par. And the best part? No sickness, no hangovers. I'm still not a big drinker, but it's nice to see that I can do a bit without killing myself.

"Internships"
The Press room internship is going well. I'm learning a lot of great things, and there are some great people that I work with. Not much else to say about it. At least, not in this category.

"Crews"
Hangin' out with Rohan, Jon, and Sim has been a lot of fun so far. But I haven't seen much of them in a little while. I guess it's mainly because of work and such. I've been pretty busy with keeping myself sane while doing my three jobs. The last time I saw any of them was last Friday when Jon and I met up after work. They have invited me to go have a few drinks tomorrow and I agreed, though I don't know how much I will actually have. There's not a lot of time left to hang out with them, as school will be starting in a little more than a month from now. So I should try to have as much fun as I can with them as possible.

Now that I only work at TOMB once a week, I don't stop by as often as I used to, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. I was getting to the point where TOMB became my second home, which it really shouldn't be. On the flip side, I haven't talk to many of my friends from there in a while, hence, I'm kinda out of the loop. But I did hang out with Megan a few days ago, and that was fun. We're gonna chill again later this week.

The only other crew that I've been in contact less than TOMB are the peeps from Simmons. Why? Well, two reasons actually. One is because I've been dumb and I should be in better contact with people like Courtney and Ren (who, by the way, I would still love to go to the club with). So for that, I should shoot myself. Well, maybe not that, but I should at least drop a line; two of the coolest and funniest people you'll ever meet. The other reason is a bit more personal, and if you don't know what has transpired in the last few weeks, it won't make sense. I think there even may be a separate category for that.


"Loss"
I've lost a lot of things this summer so far. Most recently I lost an extension cord to my Jeopardy Game. I've lost a few shirts, and a couple of socks. I lost out on a chance to hear the Governor speak about transportation. I've lost my fear of drinking socially (although, I still rarely do it, if ever). There are probably many more things on that list that I could rattle off, but I wont. I did, however, lose something fairly close to me a few weeks ago. I know where it is, so that's not the problem. The problem is if I want to attempt to get it back. I've been struggling with this for a while now, even before I lost it. And I've been talking to my friends about it. I mostly get the same response: "You're better off without it. You can get something much, much, much better." I don't know what I'll do yet, but till then, I want to focus my energy on other things.

"Out Of The Box"
It's about time that I step outside of my box and do something that I don't normally do. There is this girl that I know. She's about the same age as me, smart, very pretty, and has some of the same interests as myself. She thinks I'm nice and funny, and I feel the same way about her. She goes to school here in Boston, which works for me. At least we could potentially hang out sometimes cause we live near each other. I don't know if she's interested in me, and normally this would deter me from even considering doing anything. But this one is different. I've changed a lot over the summer, and I think I may have a shot at this. Anyone who remotely enjoys my game show ideas wins some points in my book. I won't see her for a few days, but this gives me time to figure out what I want to do. All my buddies say go for it. What do I have to lose? I could use something happy in my life right now. (Did I mention how pretty she is? It's ridiculous...)

"Love"
Is it possible to love someone, then turn around and love someone completely different in one swoop? I'm not sure, but here is something that I am sure of: "Love" is a powerful word and feeling. I've never been in love. I may have been close once, but otherwise, I would say no. There are things that I love: my family, my friends, games, laughter, fun, frosted shredded mini-wheats, and stuff like that. But it's rare when I use that word "love" when it comes to a person's feelings about them. When I feel it, I'll say it. It'll probably take me some time, but hopefully they will understand. (BTW: I love R&B music; it has amazing powers, heh heh)


A 2nd set of categories are on the way....

In Just A Moment...

This has been a fun weekend. But it's not over yet. When it does end (later tonight), I'll write all about it.

So No One Told You Life Was Gonna Be This Way

Real quick update.

My 4th of July was FANTASTIC! The fireworks were great. Hanging out with my friends was awesome, and I met some cool new people.

Thanks to my friends, they made me realize that there's no good reason why I should question my feelings and myself. They helped show me that I'm surrounded by people who love me and who I love. And that is something I will never forget.

We spent the 4th at our friend Caitlin's place in Mission Hill. We got a nice view of the fireworks from the nearby park. Then Rohan & Sim lit roman candles in the lawn and almost hit one of them in my face. Then we had a few drinks.

Needless to say, it was a night of fun and support, as I needed much of both. It's been a surprisingly tough week for me; I really did not think it would be, nor was I expecting it. But such is life, and life is ever-changing. One of the most important things is to regret little that you do in life. I can happily say that I do not regret anything that happened last week, especially the 4th.

Moving On...

Meghan comes up this weekend, and I will admit: I do miss her. I miss hanging out with her, being able to talk to her in her apartment while watching Aqua Teen, cooking food together, stuff like that. Especially hugging her. That particular activity is one that has been hard to be without. When you do it for so long, almost daily, for months and months, it becomes a bit difficult to have it removed from your daily routine. But it will be great to see her, even if it's for a little bit. I love and care about that girl lots, and she knows it.

It's also time for me to remove some unwanted and unnecessary items and things from my possession. Sorry, no yard sale, though. I don't think many people would want to buy this stuff.

Oh, and BTW...

The "Summer Of Stad" criteria has been completed. YES! (I guess it's time for some extra credit)

Time for a short nap. Got a lot of stuff planned for tomorrow. Be true to yourself.

Rollercoaster

Today started off great, then got really awful, and ended pretty well. I don't really want to get into it. But I have to say, I was not expecting myself to feel the way I did or do right now. I've also realized that I have some tremendous friends as well, who are there for me.

Life is unexpected. And many times, it doesn't work out the way you want it to. But you've got to move on. And I will eventually. This week is going to be hard for me, but I will see how it goes. Oddly enough, I am motivated to do something I never thought I would before. Here's to hoping that it works out.

And now I leave you all. I wnet through a series of emotions today, but it is a lessson that I must learn and ultimatly embrace. I've got to make the most of this week.

Stay True To Yourself.

Ode To The Nice Guys

The following piece was not written by me. In fact, I'm not sure who wrote it. But my friend Matt showed it to me my junior year of High School, and I have loved it ever since. I was reminded of this recently when Megan and I went for a late-night walk a few days ago. I was feeling really down and was questioning myself. After our talk, I came home and read this. And I'm glad I did. It's been a tough summer so far, and I suspect that it will only get tougher. But at least I can say to myself that I am great the way I am:

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of "date"able men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgment, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

[The original piece can be found Here]

Wild & Crazy Kids

Just returned from a wild night with Garytt, Sam, Sutton, and I along with a few of Sam's friends. We went to a few bars in Cambridge. I had a great time. I also had a good amount to drink that night:

1 Bottle of Magic Hat #9
3 Capitain & Cokes
1 Bottle of Magners
1 Lemon Drop shot

This is the most I've ever had. Thankfully, I had it all throughout the night, and not all at once (which would probably kill me). I will admit, I did get a little on the drunk side, but not enough to:

A. Throw up
B. Pass out
C. Get Arrested

Plus, I trusted the people I was with. I probably won't be doing that much drinking for a while; I enjoy being sober and making sure that my friends are safe.

Probably one of the funniest parts about last night was that since I couldn't afford a cab home, I ended up sleeping in Garytt's car, which was parked outside our workplace for about 4 hours before taking the train home and writing in my blog, which I am doing now. It was surprisingly comfortable. Ha Ha. (BTW: as of this post, Garytt is still there, sleeping, as he's waiting for a co-worker who's coming in at 9:30AM.)

I'm gonna take care of some errands, and then take a nap, and then make some calls. Don't be a stranger.