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Spirits Having Flown

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Here we are. In a room full of strangers. Standing in the dark, where your eyes couldn’t see me.

Well that’s me. That guy in the dark. Do you know what song that’s from?
Do ya? I ain’t saying.

Last night I watched O & RM again. Recorded Heroes, which meant I missed the last couple of minutes and have no idea how it ended. In a fit of pique I erased it. Happened the previous two weeks. Disappointment. I lived though.

Then I watched some Billy Joel footage from the late 70’s as a penance of sorts. Penance for what, I couldn’t tell you. It is Tuesday though, that much I do know.

Good news from my sister Annemarie regarding her husband’s health. The rheumatologist doesn’t think he has an autoimmune disease. They were afraid it was lupus and I know how bad lupus can be. So that’s a relief.

Good to get some good news for a change. Mostly everything I heard was bad news lately.

Woke up late this morning. I didn’t sweat it though. I was in the office by 8:30 somehow. Still on last weeks New Yorker which is a good one.

Haven’t heard from Harpy regarding this week’s issue. He’s been calling me up telling me how good the issue he is reading is. So I guess I will have to find out for myself.

The stalker phoned a few times again today. What will it take to drive her away? I just checked my messages. She called three times since I left the office this afternoon. Consecutive minutes, from 4:43 to 4:45. Each time in what may be Korean, which I don’t speak at all.

I am feeling better today, more so than last night. Last night, just doldrums of a sort. Feeling blue, feeling lonely.

This arrangement of Bill staying with his mother has been a strain. Can’t really say if Bill’s noticed how I’ve been feeling. It’s doubtful since he hardly ever sees me. Maybe five minutes a day lately.

It’s all a sacrifice I suppose for his mother’s own good. I can bite the bullet, I have to. It’s just that I wish he were here. And I’m sure he wishes the same. Bill has to do what Bill has to do. Plain and simple.

Tomorrow is Wednesday and I am taking a day off from work. Tomorrow is also International Human Rights Day, which this year has A Day Without Gay tied to it.

A Day Without Gay takes it’s lead from A Day Without Immigrants from a few years ago, when a lot of recent immigrants did not go to work to prove the point that these recent immigrants do a lot of work that gets overlooked and not accounted for, while the immigrants got scorn and abuse.

Tomorrow LGBT people are to do the same. I first heard of it via Harpy’s girlfriend’s Facebook profile and it seemed like a good idea. Plus I had some vacation days to use before the year’s end. I immediately put in for a vacation day when I heard.

Apparently I was supposed to call up and say I wouldn’t be going in since I was gay. But me being me, I didn’t follow the rules. Still I will be absent and not spending any money, which meant I had some food shopping to do tonight. It should be interesting to see how it turns out.

There is some sadness to report tonight. Over the weekend, Saturday night/Sunday morning two Ecuadorian brothers were leaving a bar and headed home.

They were a bit drunk and walking arm in arm when a truck pulls up and four big guys come out and start bashing their heads in with an aluminum baseball bat shouting about fucking spics and fucking faggots.

The assailants got away of course, hiding in Bushwick. The two brothers were brought to the hospital, where one of them reportedly died this afternoon. The two brothers were not gay, just perceived to be gay.

It sickens me when I read about Huckabee saying gay people haven’t had dogs turned on them like black people did during the civil rights struggles in the 1960’s.

It sickens me when right wing religious leaders take out a full page advertisement in last Friday’s New York Times complaining about how put upon and abused Christians have been since the passage of Prop h8.

It definitely sickens me, hearing their silence when these two brothers are assaulted and possibly killed, when Matthew Shepherd is murdered in Wyoming, when transgendered teenagers are slaughtered in their homes in Colorado and elsewhere, when other LGBT are assaulted or killed.

Oh yes, those poor put upon christians, life is just so hard for them.

How can their put their biblically approved hatred into practice when people are starting to call them on it?

Jesus must be so proud of these douche bag motherfuckers, the assailants and those in the fucking pulpits condoning such vile, heinous actions through their words of hatred and loathing.

11:10PM- The brother who is on life support is still barely alive. They are waiting for the parents to arrive and decide whether or not to take their son off life support.

Janie Jones

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A lazy good for nothing Saturday and that’s how I wanted it to be. Didn’t do much of anything today. Just relaxed watched Forgetting Sarah Marshall and it was ok. It was hyped up to me quite a bit so maybe I was expecting too much. It was enjoyable but not gut splitting, which is good since who wants to clean up guts anyway.

Last night was pretty good though. Juan was a lot funnier than Forgetting Sarah Marshall. He stooped by on his way back to Trenton. We hung out and watched most of Zelig and The Times of Harvey Milk.

Of course while watching the documentary on Harvey Milk I got choked up which was a surprise to Juan. He was nice enough to ask if I was alright even though I think it made him a little uncomfortable.

I blubbered that even though I’ve watched the documentary a few times already it still gets me every time. I don’t think Juan had ever seen me like that before and I also don’t think Juan had seen the documentary before either.

He left around 10:00 and I watched the rest of the documentary. I wound up staying up until 12:30. I wanted to sleep late but I couldn’t sleep past 8:00.

I rallied and was out the door, paying 25 cents more for the funny papers. Saw the family unit on the 3rd floor only briefly since Superboy needed a super change and I certainly didn’t need to see that.

After the morning shows I watched the extra disc of the documentary before I had to turn it off. You see since I’m using Bill’s Mac these days, the TV is in the next room and I don’t get any chance to watch it, only hear it, which of course isn’t the same thing.

Right now, The Stand is on. I’ve seen that before a few times. Pretty good adaptation of a Stephen King novel. I can hear what’s going on and I can picture it in my mind.

I still have Wall-E to watch as well as Hancock on DVD. Hancock got so so reviews but I am a sucker for a super hero gone wrong story, so that should appease the 12 year old boy in me.

Also deleting non-existent racks from my iPod. The gray exclamation points show which tracks are no longer there. Rand is fixing my computer and updating my iTunes so perhaps if I take everything off the iPod and reload it, it might work better.

Then again it might not.

In any event I missed the Apple sale where the iPod classic was on sale 20.00 less that the list price. No matter where you shop, the iPod is 249.00 so I guess 229.00 is a big deal. It was a one day sale.

Perhaps as we get closer to December 25 there might be another sale. But even then it’s a bit of an extravagance.

One other thing Juan got a super duper new phone, which he was so happy to have. It does everything, even contains a defiblerator.