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Date:2005-09-11 13:21

I'm now living in an apartment in James City with a good friend of mine. I think the space is the primary reason why I'm so happy this semester. I feel more in control of my life, and if there's one thing I cannot stand, it's losing control.

This weekend has been fantastic. I went to Carmen's party and Dani's party and Krishna's party and Psi U and 307 on Friday and Saturday nights. With fewer classes and Egypt on the horizon, I feel as if everything will be OK.

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Date:2005-06-09 21:33

For all those who are pro-sex and anti-no touchie*, copy this image and let the discrimination begin!

* no touchie is an asexual. see my lj friend asexuality for more info.

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Date:2005-06-09 20:33
Subject:no touchies
Mood: of course i am

i was reading the ny times about the asexual movement. i mean really. can someone really be asexual? i don't want to come off as an asexual-phobe, but i think that's totally unnatural.

so danie and i want to make sure those perverts are discriminated against. we needed to find a derogatory term to call them. so we googled "asexual discrimination" and found the word "no touchies". i mean, it's ok.

do you have something better?

ps: it's ridiculous thursdays! that means another fagulous time at mars bar. too bad for those stuck in the burg...

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Date:2005-06-03 11:37

so here i am sitting in a nondescript office building in downtown richmond. i'm staring at a computer screen in a nondescript office with no windows and no human contact except for the phone that occasionally rings.

but whatever. i've been learning about drunk driving legislation all day. who knows what this afternoon will bring?

i'm back in the burg living on braxton. so far, so good. it was virginia's 21st yesterday. good times for everyone.

dc pride is next weekend, so i'll definitely be going. my dad has conveniently moved to crystal city so i'll be having a place to stay. (will is coming along for the ride.)

my job w/ lg kaine is quiet and pleaceful--borderline boring--but it allows me a lot of time to read. i'm reading choke by palahniuk. i just finished the flight of the creative class, freakonomics, and the world is flat. (all non-fiction, socioeconomic books.) it's about time i read something a little more creative and a little less academic.

any recommendations?

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Date:2005-05-27 09:42

so my brain is fried from the work week monotony. i'm daydreaming about the hamptons while working on a custody case for some illiterate, poor people in bedford county, va.

in case you don't know, i work in richmond doing constituent work for lt. gov kaine. he's too busy to do his job b/c he's campaigning, so that's why i'm here.

my life is predictable again. i'm moving to the burg (126 braxton) and commuting to richmond mon-fri. my internship is your typical gig 9-5. i feel like a sell out, but i have too many bills to be idealistic.

i don't know what else i'm doing this summer. i plan to take a mental health holiday sometime in late july/early august and travel to louisiana. i miss the slow pace, the slow drawl, and the slow wits of the south. (and i mean the south south, not the midatlantic south.)

memorial day weekend is upon us. i'll be working (of course) but i'll also be hanging out in hoppin' hanover county w/ danie. her parents (supercool btw) are hosting a bbq. i look forward to having another waspy weekend affair. i'm wearing all white and my hangover shades b/c i like to imagine i'm in the hamptons and not central va.

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Date:2005-05-09 02:35

While college makes some more liberal, it's made me more moderate. I think that's how it should be.

Your Political Profile

Overall: 45% Conservative, 55% Liberal

Social Issues: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal

Personal Responsibility: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal

Fiscal Issues: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

Ethics: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal

Defense and Crime: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

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Date:2005-05-07 22:06
Mood: bouncy

One more paper and my second year will be over!

I'll be working in Richmond and living at Braxton.

I've decided to postpone my study abroad until next spring.

Does anyone know of anyone who lives off campus and is looking for a roommate for next semester? I have the money.

Please let me know.


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Date:2005-04-26 19:28
Subject:summertime is in the air
Mood: complacent

i know it's been a long time. i'm sorry. i know you missed me.

this summer should be interesting. i'm living in the burg (126 braxton) and working in richmond. i know many people who will be in town this summer. i want to become better friends with some of the guys that i only socialize with while under the influence of some substance.

i'll be interning with the kaine campaign, but i'm not sure exactly what that means. supposedly i'll be organizing southeastern campaign logistics--which is kind of my field anyway--but i'll see when i get there.

my dad is moving to dc so i'll have a place to hangout on the weekends. i know will and i are going to hit up dc pride (round 2).

i'll be preparing to study abroad. i may defer until next spring, but i'm really antsy to get off this campus for a while. but i'm looking forward to next fall because i think that psi u can really come back. we've had a shitty year because certain people either couldn't get their acts together or their negative personalities created a depressing environment within the frat. i think we've reached the worst of it though.

all of my finals are front loaded, so by next friday i'll have completed my sophomore year at this hellish institution. two more years to go, then what?

i do plan to explore some of other interests this summer. i discovered my love of rock climbing. i think i'll be pursuing that.

ma'saalam sadakee.

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Date:2005-03-24 20:51
Subject:Mexico Trip

OK, I finally updated with all the details about Mexico. Actually, these are the five emails I sent out to friends while in Mexico City. Enjoy.


So I´m not dead yet, but I´m amazed how complicated life can
be when you cannot communicate with anyone.

Case in point, after leaving getting into a cab to take me
to the hostal, the cab driver asked where I was going.
Granted, at this point, I had been up for almost 24 hours
and I was completely disoriented. But I had no idea where I
was going...the only thing I could do was point to the piece
of paper with the address of the hostal. Of course, he had
no idea where it was, so I was playing navigator with the
driver. He would ask me questions, and I would become so
flustered I would begin a sentence in English, switch to
French, and end that same sentence with Arabic. So I was
speaking different languages, just not the right one.

After I had gathered my wits, I pulled out a map and a
translating guide, and gave him directions to the place. My
Spanish was starting to come back to me for elementary
school. I was impressed that I navigated the guy from the
airport all the way to the hostal.

Now I´m settled in a posh neighborhood. (Granted, it´s posh
by Mexican standards, but whatever.) My balcony has a
beautiful view and there are palm trees and other tropical
vegetation in the neighborhood. I´m the only American in
the entire hostal, but there are a lot of German tourists
with limited English and one French girl with limited
English. I spent some time with her talking in English and
French. It´s wonderful to be educated.

I have no plans for today except buying toiletries b/c I
forgot to bring shampoo. There is no toilet paper so I have
to buy that too. I think I will lose a lot of weight b/c
nothing looks appealing, but who knows. I may come back
still looking like a blimp.

Side note: I actually look like a light-skinned Mexican b/c
I brought my poor clothes so I don´t look to well off. Yeah
for planning ahead.

That´s all for today. I´ll feel you in on my happenings

Hasta la vista mi amigos!

Nope, still not dead. I know some of you would like that--
ahem, Ben--so you´re GPA will be go up, but fuck you.

I told you about the first day. My second day here was not
that exciting. I slept in, grabbed some lunch, got on the
roof of the hostal, soaked up some sun, then read
Slaughterhouse 5 and the Polysyllabic Spree (Hornby), went
to dinner with some people in the hostal, grabbed a few
beers and went to bed.

Today I actually ventured outside of the neighboorhood to
the Palacio des Belles Artes and the Zocalo. The Metro was
intimidating, but I got used to the brown people. It´s
amazing how much you can ignore when you have no idea what
they´re saying. I´ve been wearing the Stupid Face for the
last three days and it seems to me a perfect fit. When I
went to the Palacio, it was comforting to see so many
tourists. My Spanish is improving a lot. I can now order
at restaurants--well, I order whatever words I recognize.
I thought I was ordering tomato soup, but instead I ordered
tomato juice...whatever.

Since I have been feeling out of my elements the last few
days, I went to the top of this tower in the center of the
city, found the Ritz Carlton and Gucci (both next to each
other), took the elevator back down and went shopping. If
there´s one thing that makes me comfortable, it´s spending
money. Since it´s Sunday, most of the stores were closed,
but I did drop some cash at this shop called Zara´s. The
people even spoke English. I guess the dollar does speak
louder than the peso. So I was pampered for about two
hours, and such bargains! I´ll probably go back tomorrow
b/c there were so many gay guys--and not just Mexican gays.

I don´t know what I´m going to do tomorrow. I´m either
going to sightsee or go to a spa. Everything is so cheap
here that I will hate myself if I leave without a full-body

Hasta luego. (I´m pretty sure I know what that means...)

I´m going to make this short because it´s time for a nap.

Last night, I bummed around the hostal, talked to some of
the residents, and watched Duece Bigalo in Spanish. The
power went off, so there was an impromtu party on the
rooftop. I relaxed and enjoyed the night.

I´m never been so relaxed before in my life. I sleep like
14 hours a day. I´m becoming a real Mexican.

I went to these two colonial neighborhoods--San Angel and
Coyocalono (sp¿). Very beautiful, but as I got off the
Metro, the first store I see is Super Wal-Mart, followed by
a BMW dealership, followed by a Starbucks. I felt right at

I walked around the neighborhoods for a few hours, stopping
at cafes and restaurants every hour or so. The waiters knew
English so I didn´t have any trouble ordering.

On the way back to the hostal, the Metro broke down for over
an hour. But I survived.

Tomorrow it´s Frida and Deigo.

¡Hasta luego!

so i had a horrible experience today--i was pickpocketed.
it was bound to happen, but like with everything mexicans
try to do, they even failed at successfully robbing me.

here´s the scenario: so i was tired of listening to spanish
everywhere, so i went to La Reforma and saw a movie. the
only movie in english was constantine. i really didn´t want
to see it, but i wanted to hear some ol´ english. so the
movie ended at 630, and now i have to take the metro home.
i´ve ridden on crowded metros in dc, nyc, and london, but
nothing like this. i was standing on my tip toes, i
couldn´t breathe (partly b/c of the stench) and hands were
everywhere. that´s when it happened. i could feel hands
going down my pockets and normally that would be welcomed
but not in this situation. i couldn´t even turn my head to
see who it was without kissing the brown person next to me.
anyway, whoever it was didn´t get a peso from me b/c
everything i had was in my bag, which i was holding onto for
dear life. so i just let whoever it was cop a feel.
whatever, i haven´t had any action in a while, so it was

then i knocked some woman over b/c the crowd pushed me to
get off the train. i felt guilty, but those feelings
quickly subsided as i realized that there was nothing i
could have done b/c the crowd had already pushed me into the
wall of the station.

yesterday, i went to frida´s house. not impressed. i mean
the architecture was nice, but all of her good paintings are
in other galleries. the only pieces were portraits of
friends and family. so i´ve been in frida´s bedroom and
virginia wolff´s (is it two O´s or two F´s?) bedroom. HOT!

after frida´s, i became drunk off of mezcal in this posh
restaurant. it was the first time i´ve been drunk since
i´ve been here and it was the middle of the afternoon, so i
felt relatively safe.

i did some more shopping today.

kirk: thanks for the email. the outlets here are like the
ones in the states, so no worries. beer is about 2
dollars. a big meal is about 7 or 8 dollars. a metro ride
is 20 cents. a typical museum cost 3-4 dollars for
admittance. the weather is about 75-80 degrees. the smog
doesn´t bother me. i´m doing better here than in the states
with my allergies b/c there is no plant life! what brand of
cigs do you smoke? there very cheap here, so i´m bringing
some back. also, i have a lot of tequilla and mexcal that
i´m bringing back.

that´s everything.

bien, amigos. this is my final mexican email.

i spent the day shopping. i´ve bought some alcohol and cigs
for the trip back.

i´ve been hanging out with people from africa...go figure.
i´ll be back in town on sunday. it´s time for me to bid
adieu or hasta luego. i´m going to miss mexico. i´ve never
been so relaxed in my life...

hasta luego mexico. yo queiro un chico cafe americano por
favor con leche y un grande coca sin hielo. (i said that
phrase a lot.) lo seinto por mi cabeza. gracias,

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Date:2005-03-17 19:00
Subject:I know I'm good...

Bacardi 151
Congratulations! You're 139 proof, with specific scores in beer (40) , wine (83), and liquor (121).

All right. No more messing around. Your knowledge of alcohol is so high
that you have drinking and getting plastered down to a science. Sure,
you could get wasted drinking beer, but who needs all those trips to
the bathroom? You head straight for the bar and pick up that which is
most efficient.

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
You scored higher than 75% on proof
You scored higher than 85% on beer index
You scored higher than 93% on wine index
You scored higher than 98% on liquor index
Link: The Alcohol Knowledge Test written by hoppersplit on Ok Cupid

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Date:2005-03-15 06:39

I've been studying for this midterm for the last two days and I still don't feel prepared.

Let's hope that everything is OK in the end.

I promise to write a nice entry on spring break. I really do promise. Seriously.

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Date:2005-03-07 23:05
Subject:Aww the sweet life...

Mexico is wonderful. The weather is perfect. The food is spectacular. The language is useless. The prices are unbeatable. The people are stinky.

I´m getting a tan and everyone is so poor!

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Date:2005-02-28 12:19
Subject:Yeah, I know

This is basically correct.

You're the Fashion Plate!
You're the Fashion Plate!
Take What sort of Hipster are you? today!
Created with Rum and Monkey's Personality Test Generator.</p>

You know what's "in" and what's "out," and you give those trends the finger! You wear what you want and get damn respect for it. You still own pants you wore in high school. Your hair is five different shades of hip. You make it cool to shop at Goodwill, the Gap, and even Walmart. You hang out in crowded bars and restaurants, but don't care if anyone is even looking at you (though they are). You're swank and friendly and at ease just about anywhere. You're well-liked and talked about. The world wants to be just like you.

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Date:2005-02-26 12:03
Subject:weekend to relax? yeah, right.
Mood: horny

The last few days have been hectic. I have had several midterms and papers due last week as well as organizing Drag Ball. But the dance is over, and it was very successful despite some organizations' attempts to have people boycott it because we are donating money to the American Cancer Society. (The American Cancer Society tests cancer treatments on animals. Frankly, testing cosmetics on animals is one thing, but the testing is to help victims of cancer. I believe the testing is for the greater good.) But the boycott didn't work anyway.

I'm going to the Wave tonight with Will and Kevin. But then Sunday I'll be busting my ass finishing internship paperwork, studying for another midterm, and finishing my presentation.

One more week until Mexico...

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Date:2005-02-19 19:25
Mood: flirty

I've been hanging out in Charlottesville since yesterday evening. Will and I drove up, listening to gay dance music, and caught up on each other's life. I left him with his brother so they can cause some mayhem while I visited Seth and Blake.

I went to a party last night that featured the usual characters. No one was extremely memorable with the exception of this one guy who looked prepubescent and was very annoying. He said everything with a Scottish accent, and his accent was not good at all. But I met some new gays including a few really attractive guys. I stayed at Seth's for the night.

The next morning Seth and I went to a cafe in the downtown area, then I went rock climbing with Blake and a few others. One of the guys, Alan, was the same guy I found to be really cute at the party last night. Lucky for me, the harnesses created massive bulges in our crotch regions, and since all five of us were gay, neither the jokes nor the fondling ceased while we were at the gym. We sweated together, grunted together, and talked about how so much gay porn takes place in gyms. And there was hardly anyone at the gym so if we were so inclined, some action could have happened, but alas, common decency triumphed over our libidos.

Following the hypersexual rock climbing trip, I came back to Seth's. We went out to dinner, watched UVA's basketball team lose in double overtime, and now I'm ready to go back out. Maybe I'll see Alan again...

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Date:2005-02-17 22:03
Subject:allergy attacks and aliens

I hate spring only because I suffer from sinus congestion, a runny nose, and itchy eyes for nearly three months. My body hates everything natural. I was designed to live in the city.

We have pledges for Psi U. I'm shocked that we fooled more guys. I had my doubts, but somehow Hunter and Cookie pulled through. Good job guys.

Only two more weeks until Mexico. I'm so excited to go to Mexico City and explore the culture of our neighbor to the south. I know nothing about Mexico except interacting with illegals in every town in this country. And I lived in Texas for a few years, so the culture is not completely foreign.

Can anyone recommend useful Spanish phrases?

I haven't read a lot of Chicano literature, so this will be a perfect opportunity to read Marquez and Che. I need a little break from everything else.

I'm starting to develop a terrible body image problem. I've talked about it with a few close friends, and I'm intelligent enough to recognize the signs that I'm developing a very unhealthy relationship with food. I just wish I could be happy with my body. If only it were that simple.

But at least I'm not an alcoholic. It runs in my family, and I can recognize those warning signs too. I haven't drank in more than two weeks, and I haven't been drunk since early January. It's nice to know I have a stable relationship with something.


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Date:2005-02-07 22:45
Mood: apathetic

I bought The Killers CD. I kept humming Mr. Brightside so I had to have it. Yes, they are another faux Brit pop band who insist on having a definite article in the band name. But the music is catchy.

It's a Monday. Three more days until Thursday...Mars Bar is my new hang out.

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Date:2005-02-06 23:56
Subject:Of course

I&apos;m a Trendy City Faggot!

I'm a Trendy City Faggot! I am better than you. My clothing is better, I am more sophisticated, I smell better, taste better, look better, and feel better. What’s more, I snigger into my macchiato at other faggot stereotypes, because they are all so tragically simple. God why can’t I get laid?

What kind of Faggot are you?
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Date:2005-01-26 20:57

Back into gym mode. I'm in Fitwell classes too--sculpting, steps, and abs.

I'm working on paperwork for the summer and next semester. I'm so worried about my future. This anxiety won't leave me despite my best wishes.

I have more time this semester because of fewer classes and I work during the week instead of on the weekends. All of this time to myself allows me time to reflect. That's a bad idea. I realize that my life is pretty empty--day in and day out I work but I don't know for what.

I can't wait for my sabbatical in Mexico. I need to see something different.

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Date:2005-01-24 00:37

I'm 20 now. One more year, one more year, one more year...

In other news, I'm trying to figure out what I'm doing for the summer. One friend has a job at Martha's Vineyard, another is working for the Chicago Tribune, another for a prominent financial firm. I want to work with Sen. Landrieu and do policy initiatives. As dorky as it sounds, I think I would have so much fun doing it. So I would be paid with taxpayer money. Some might consider my possible employment a waste of taxpayer money, but there's so much waste out there as it is, why shouldn't I benefit as well?

I will not be in the burg for summer. There's got to be something out there for me. There has to be.

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