Author: Moby

Pissing, Moans, & Bitches

After 8 hours of instructing today, I’ve realized my schedule is pushing my physical limits. I’m doing too much. Work, overtime, school, instructing, charities it’s pushing me to exhaustion. If I’m gonna survive the coming months, I need to cut back.

Class ends in three weeks so that’s one less piece to worry about. My work schedule sign-up is coming in just a few days too. To accommodate my coming EMT hours, I have to stay on a 4-10 shift. This just means I won’t be able to go back to weekends off on a 5-8 shift. However, there is a good chance I can snag a Sun/Mon/Tue slot. That would be very much to my liking. Time will tell.

I’m only buying gifts for one person this year so xmas shopping is almost over. I’m also making an effort to get my xmas cards out on time THIS year. Last year, I mailed’em 3 days before christmas. Better late than never right? lol

In other news, I may have found an apt. to move into. It’s close to the Castro like I want. It’s not a done deal yet and it won’t be available till around February. I’m still planning on looking around after xmas for other deals. But it would be really nice if it panned out and I didn’t have to stress over it.

One last bitch before I forget. My favorite bakery, Le Bon Gateaux, has been turned into this freakishly modern coffee/juice shop w/all the comforts of a crack house an std clinic. WTF were they thinking? I give it 6 months before it folds.

But I’m not bitter…

Smooth Move Grace!

Isn’t it funny how some people are just soooo freaking graceful?

Today, I’m walking in the Castro. It’s raining and muggy out and I’m headed over to check the mail. This lady slips and falls down right in front of me. But it was the way she fell that struck me. She was very graceful about it. It was almost in slow motion. She didn’t even drop her umbrella. And by the time I’d bent over to help her she was already back up on her feet again. She promptly thanked me w/a shy smile.

I couldn’t help but giggle as I walked away. Had it been me, my feet probably would have flown right out from under me and I would have ended up flat on my back! (Imagine that, me on my back?) I am not, nor have I ever been, a graceful creature. I’m sure it all stems back to childhood but I am so tired of cracking that nut. I’ve resigned myself to being a klutz.

You’re probably thinking WTF? I told you a long time ago I was a weird one. Now you know.

Pretty Pretty / Cha Ching

My gym schedule has sucked lately. Mainly due to the demands on my time. I knew it would happen and it will only get worse before it gets better. If I’m lucky, I’ll only have a month between class ending and starting a part-time gig as an EMT. I’m planning on putting that month to good use by spending extra time in the gym. After I start working as an EMT, I’ll be lucky if I get two days in a week.

I’ve been feeling like a wet noodle lately. I finally got into the gym today before work. I went yesterday but they were closed. (Damn them to hell!)

Don’t ya just love that feeling after a good work-out? You look in the mirror and your muscles are all pumped and tight. Oh yeah!

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On a completely different note, my bank account is having a fit. I’ve been on a small shopping spree lately. Nothing frivilous, just the necessities. A new crock pot for the kitchen (I make a killer beans and rice dish). A new triple bin hamper for the laundry along with some wood hangers for the closet (CHRISTINA! NO WIRE HANGERS!) A new bluetooth adapter for the home pc. (The old one mysteriously broke when I dropped it 5 stories out the window). A new case for the pda/phone and an extra set of styli. Oh! And a new ergonomic keyboard for work. (Workers Comp. will reimburse me)

See, nothing frivilous or extravagant. . . uh….um. Ok, well there was that one thing. Remember, ages ago when I blogged about bluetooth stereo headsets? Well, I sorta bought a pair. Just one pair and I really needed them. (Yeah, NEEDED them!) Ok, I didn’t need them but I wanted’em really bad. And I get some credit, I waited till they came down to the $100.00 price mark! And all the stuff cost less than $400.00 total via Amazon, Overstock.com, and Ben’s Bargains.

That’s my story officer and I’m sticking to it!

Book’em Danno

Why do people go beserk on holidays? As if work isn’t hectic enough w/people doing stupid things, I get a call from my friend Tim this AM. Without spilling his kool-aid all over my blog, his LTR came to a crashing halt at about 3:30 am pacific time. I helped out the best I could w/the police details. I feel for him as this was his first really serious LTR. That said, he is better off w/o said loser in his life. Chin up young person!

Work was just off the hook w/similar situations today I’m afraid. Families get together, start drinking and then the fights break out. We also had two 801’s (suicides). The last was very sad as he was only 19. Very sad.

A bright spot in the day. I found out today one of my long time readers is coming into town for the weekend. Won’t have much time to hang out as I’m working both days but some is better than none. He’ll be #5 on the list of readers I’ve met that live out of town. Wahooo!

What I Am Thankful For

What am I thankful for this year? Well, I think the easy stuff first. A roof over my head, food in my belly, and a job to keep it that way. (That doesn’t sound like much but there are many who don’t have it.)

I’m also thankful for my health, my friends, my family, and that Dubya hasn’t completely destroyed our way of life (yet). Oh, and I’m thankful for having a big pecker too. (Well, I am.)

I’m working today. Now, I know on first thought that sucks. But for me it’s actually a bonus. For working a holiday, I get paid double time and a half. You just can’t beat that. I also get as much food as I can eat for the bargain basement price of $10.00. We have “feeds” on holidays. Sometimes, we all chip in and bring stuff others we just pay and have food brought in. On big holidays like Christmas and Thanksgiving, we usually just poney up some dough and have food brought it. Turkey, ham, sides, basically the works! Today is no exception. I work an overlapping shift so I get fantastic food for both lunch and dinner! hehehe.

Speaking of, time to eat! Hope all of you are having a great Turkey day. All my best to each and every one of you.

Scarface

My EMT class is fast coming to an end. I only have 4 classes left and I’m done! Well, when I say done, I’ll be finished w/the first hurdle. I have to find a part-time job as an EMT, get my 500 hours, and then I go back to classroom for the actual Paramedic training.

Most of the lectures now are on refining skills we’ve already learned. (Notice I didn’t insert mastered here. I’m far from being proficient. That’s where the real world training comes in.)

So while I’m on the subject, lately the instructor has had students from his previous classes help out w/scenarios. There is one particular student who is more than a little attractive. Add to that, he has a 2×2 inch scar on the side of his face from a childhood accident. Ya see, yours truly has a thing for scars. Don’t ask me why, I haven’t a clue. As long as I can remember, I’ve always found scars to be very sexy. Not the total disfigurement type, just the smaller ones that most people pick up in the course of an active life. For the purpose of the blog, we’ll call said fella Nick. Nick is clearly straight however, I couldn’t help it. All thru class this week, I kept sneaking a peek at his sexy scar. I think he caught me a couple of times but he was cool about it.

One of the really great things about living in SF, most straight guys don’t freak out every time they catch a gay guy making eyes at them.

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I woke up today to a frantic email, voicemail, and text message from the committee chair for the BCC.

“The domain is down! Email, the website, everything! HELP!”

Apparently, the domain expired and no one bothered to renew it. Since I’m not the point of contact, I had no direct authority to correct the problem. I’ve bitched about not being in charge of the total domain since the beginning but was content to live w/the limitations.

Actually, I’ve bitched for almost a year now about the committee chair routinely making decisions about the domain w/o consulting me. I’ve also pushed really hard to consolidate a lot of redunancy in the system. Most of my complaints have fallen on deaf ears. After today, I don’t think that will be a problem anymore.

Turns out the domain was still in the name of a person who had left the organization. Luckily, he is still in town and reachable. He provided me w/the necessary information to log-in via the registrar and get the problem resolved. I got to work immediately and had it fixed within a matter of hours. Of course, having a domain expire is mucho bad. It can take days sometimes to get the InterNic index updated. In non-geek terms, there are servers connected to the internet w/the sole purpose of resolving a domain name from words into it’s numeric form. This basically tells the net where to look for the information. It can sometimes take days to get changes into the servers. Luck was again on our side, the domain was back up, albeit sporadically, within just a few more hours.

At the end of the day, everything is back up and running smoothly. I also convinced the chair to purchase the available .com, .net, and .us extensions for the domain as well. That way, in the unlikely event this problem ever happens again, we have other domains to utilize.

Am I good or what?

Moby-isms

I’ve been meaning to add this section for awhile. I have a few one-liners’ that I think speak volumes. Sometimes, they are my own creations and sometimes they are just grand statements I’ve tried to learn from.

For now, it’s all manual. Meaning I’ll manually change it on a regular basis. Eventually, I plan to make it a rotating theme. Ever time you log in, you’ll get a Mobyism!

It’s good to be the king.

Day Gone By

Against my better judgement, I emailed my friend w/the drama. My problem is this. How do you hold onto anger when the person doesn’t even understand the ramifications of their actions?

Am I still angry? You betcha.

Am I willing to throw in the towel? Not completely, not just yet.

I poured my thoughts into a long winded email in the hope that he would finally take the time to listen to the meaning behind the words. I did it by email mainly because I wanted to give him my complete thoughts and give him something to think about. I didn’t want us arguing back and forth about it.

I’ve made a firm decision not to be around him for awhile. I’ve enabled him to continue part of his destructive cycle and I’m ashamed of that.

That said, this is not my burden to bear. His life is something he has to control. If he can’t, he will always be in my heart but he will no longer be in my life. The latter I must do to protect me.

The Light Goes On

It is times like this I wish I had a better grasp on the finer points of the English language. With my last rant on sexual addiction, I inadvertently implied that my buddy Steve’s post (Bent collective) was about me. That wasn’t it at all

Steve’s post clearly goes into the use of the term “sexual addiction” as a sort of cop-out of personal responsibility or as an excuse for bad judgement/behavior. My rant, on the otherhand, was a whole different discussion on sexual addiction in itself. My reference to him was only meant too show how I got on the topic in the first place. It wasn’t meant to imply I was offended by his post. Nor was it meant to imply that I am guilty of the behavior he describes.

Steve – my friend, rest easy. I am guilty of “foot in mouth” not you. My respect (and lust) for you remain strong as ever.

If you are confused as hell. Start from the beginning.
Steve’s original post here.
My rant here
His response to my screw up here