A dreary looking morning

The one thing about the fall and winter, that I do miss about summer, is waking up to the sun.
Even if it's cloudy out, it's still nice to see some light out side.

Adam and I went out to the White Orchard in Tacoma last night. It is very clear that I have NO sense of direction in that city. I have no clue how I made it 6th Avenue and I have no clue of how I got back on I5.

What ever, it works for me.
White Orchard is a nice Thai restaurant. I didn't want to use my napkin cause they had it all nice and folded. But, I needed to. It was a little depressing.

Adam sent me this Youtube.com link to listen to this song. And I think I am obsessed with it.

Work today. . . Ughhhhh

So today at work I fried my computer.

DONT ASK ME HOW. It just happened.

I was sitting at my desk. Busy. I must have hit one of the cords at my feet with my foot; then my screen went black.

I was like "Well that's not good. . .". I had Annie, one of our IT people, come take a look it. Something that I did with my feet ended up frying the video card which fried the CPU.

Which means my hard drive was blasted as well.

So there I was, my last 3 hours of work, trying to do my job with NO information.

It was awful.

My two cents on the matter...

Sydney and I just finished watching Dr 90210.

There were 2 segments in this episode. One was of 2 sisters getting breast implants and augmentations. The second was of a women who was a transsexual and had an operation to form her female genitalia to male genitalia.

The women, who is now a man, has 3 daughters. They did not take his change very well. They felt betrayed, disregarded, and hurt. This is to be expected. Sydney says that the guy, his name is Marco, was very selfish for doing what he did.

My thought process is almost the exact opposite.

Granted, it is not fair for his daughters to have to watch their mother turn into a man. It even more unfair that Marco had to wake up his whole life hating being in the body that he was in. Sydney doesn't understand anything about being trapped sexually.

She never had to come out to her parents and break their hearts. Or tell her loved ones that she doesn't want to be a girl anymore. She never had to wake up in the morning and put up a guard against your inner self breaking free.

That is how I felt before I came out to my parents.

I don't see how getting a sex change is any different than coming out to the people you are close with. In either version, people will look at you differently. Some people will be angry and hurt and betrayed. Some people will be proud and happy for you.

I know I hurt my parents by telling them that I am going to be who I really am and I'm done pretending to be someone that I am not. I have to live with that every day. Do you think I regret doing it though?

Not one bit.

Boring night in the pad

So Sydney and I are just sitting here. . . Watching drug addicts going to rehab, lol.
Now we are discussing these drugs. . . Like cocaine and heroin. It's scary stuff.
I couldn't imagine having a life style like that. So bizarre.

ANYWAY

Today was a good day. I was very productive at work. Got a couple nice big quotes out there.
One of them is going to go through. Cross your fingers on the second one.

I had to get on one of my co workers. She has been having problems with her NAM (Named Account Manager). They just don't mesh well. So I said to her "You can do two things. One: sit her and bitch about it. Or two: do something."
To make a long story short; she did something.

Sydney went to bed and I am going to go back to playing WoW.

Peace.

Chilly!

Oh and it is REALLY cold in my apartment.

We want to save money so we aren't turning the heat on.

Which is good but. . . it sucks!

Time to bundle up and go to bed.

Night!

A much needed update

Okay, I know I know. I epically fail at updating this blog.

Let see; moved into the apartment. I LOVE it.

Um, work is going great. It's busy and makes the days go by really fast.

I really like someone right now. He is basically amazing. A total catch. I'm kinda nervous at the same time. I don't feel I'm good enough, at times.

Hmm, I dyed my hair again. It's nice a dark. I am also growing a goatee. I am kinda of "iffy" about it. Sydney likes it and I am told that it makes me look older, which I guess is a good thing.

So, yesterday, I went out to my car and there was a note underneath my windshield wiper. I thought it was a ticket at first and I had a mini freak-out. It turns out it was a little message that said "Call me sometime cutie! -Dustin" and it had a number.

I was curious so I texted this guy and he is a total skank. All he wanted was to. . . you know.

I was like. . . Really?

Do people actually act like that?

It kind of irked me and made me think less of our generation.