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John (not that kind of John)
Mar. 27th, 2019 07:20 amI seem to be getting chronic headaches during the day, which is somewhat disconcerting. It's fine for my regular work, but it makes the extra projects much harder to face. There's no time limit on them, but I feel pressure to get things done asap. Presumably, they won't last forever, so I'll be able to do more. I worked out twice. Still not the 3 times I hoped to, but I think dropping sweets has helped my body. Mathematically, it would have to, since sweets are so calorie intense.
My cousin texted me after work to tell me he was waiting at Betty's. I told him I'd be there by 4:40, wanting to go home and shower, and I kept to that. I also had a sammich, so I didn't eat too many chips. He was inside, which was surprising, but I'm down to sit where ever. The conversation never quite turned awkward, but I kept feeling like it was maybe about to? We talked about life in Bozeman - there's really no gay life, just individual gays on Grindr and Scruff. And most of the cities there are so sparse that there's just Montana State Pride, and it moves around every two years. I guess that sort of thing is less important to me now, but still....damn. I suggested moving, but he's been through some tough times emotionally, and has a great support system there. We talked about hobbies - he's got a youtube channel, so I'm going to subscribe and get his views up like I used to do for Warren. We talked about pets, and showed off pics of ours. It makes me nostalgic for the days of wallet albums, though I never actually had one. And we talked some about depression and suicide, though neither of us were any help. I drove him back to his hotel, and we talked about meeting up again on Saturday for The Eagle.
I didn't actually end up eating much there - he'd already had an appetizer, and between us we split a single thing of chips, so I had a big dinner while I watched Ugly Betty and petted Lady Miss Friday.
My cousin texted me after work to tell me he was waiting at Betty's. I told him I'd be there by 4:40, wanting to go home and shower, and I kept to that. I also had a sammich, so I didn't eat too many chips. He was inside, which was surprising, but I'm down to sit where ever. The conversation never quite turned awkward, but I kept feeling like it was maybe about to? We talked about life in Bozeman - there's really no gay life, just individual gays on Grindr and Scruff. And most of the cities there are so sparse that there's just Montana State Pride, and it moves around every two years. I guess that sort of thing is less important to me now, but still....damn. I suggested moving, but he's been through some tough times emotionally, and has a great support system there. We talked about hobbies - he's got a youtube channel, so I'm going to subscribe and get his views up like I used to do for Warren. We talked about pets, and showed off pics of ours. It makes me nostalgic for the days of wallet albums, though I never actually had one. And we talked some about depression and suicide, though neither of us were any help. I drove him back to his hotel, and we talked about meeting up again on Saturday for The Eagle.
I didn't actually end up eating much there - he'd already had an appetizer, and between us we split a single thing of chips, so I had a big dinner while I watched Ugly Betty and petted Lady Miss Friday.
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