bummers and hope
ok, so I am done spending ridiculous sums on future entertainment for tonight... I added some concerts and a show to the schedule of future events I intend to attend... there'd be so many more if I had a partner in such endeavors, but alone I am less apt to spend ridiculous sums on myself alone cuz I enjoy attending entertainment much more when someone shares the experience and alone I often enjoy home video more than the crowd of strangers... the show is rent and the tickets (two... I am hopeful) are second row, however I did not realize they were second row side so I am calling ticketmaster tomorrow and seeing whether I can switch (in spit of their no exchanges policy, I'm hoping an exception can be made for an event as far off as April 2008... it's a birthday present to me... not my first choice, if I had other shows to choose from, but an excellent show)...
anyway, a bunch of tickets are still available in row six center are and I'll buy those tomorrow or Monday even if ticketmaster does not take back the two I bought tonight... the only reason I don't buy the row six tickets tonight is because their seating chart is not detailed enough to tell me what numbers are actually center numbers and I have a choice between 5-6 and 9, 10, 11, and 12... if ticketmaster can't help me tomorrow, I'll call the box office Monday and find out how many seats are across the center section... the venue is well over an hour away, but the show won't be in Orlando and these were the best seats in the area (other venues are two or more hours away and did not have any orchestra seats left...
I also picked up concert tickets for Brand New and almost picked up tickets for Tori Amos, but unfortunately she's going to be here the same night I already have tickets for Spill Canvas with Meg & Dia (and others) so I grumbled (the toughest part is she's going to be at the House of Blues as opposed to a huge auditorium, so the intimacy factor would be much more intense... besides the huge places within a three hour drive are already almost sold out and I'm not into sitting in the nosebleed seats for a concert or show) and moved along...
meanwhile, today was a bust...
I started out all excited as I drove to the computer show across town at the fair grounds... turns out the show has changed dramatically since the last time I went (last year) and it's now a flea market for all sorts of trinkets, odd ends, and basic cheap rip-off stuff that is great if you love shopping for junk and the occasional useful bargain (which I do enjoy now and then when someone shares the experience cuz then the junk becomes meaningful cuz we both want it) and just three vendors offering computer stuff at no bargain prices... and I was all psyched up to spend a few hundred on a used laptop (the last laptop I bought for $100 lasted two years and they wanted $150 for similar laptops at this show when it's definitely not worth that), but no such bargains were there... bummer...
so I drove home... feeling bummed, I caved in and went out to eat with Rasputin (spending money I should be saving for the new computer and eating stuff I should be avoiding for another week or few or at least until I start running again) mostly because Precious needed a ride home from work and there was another computer store (one of the few decent mostly cheap but reliable places in Orlando) across from where she works and I hoped I might find some memory for this old computer there (but they no longer carry SDSIMMs this old, bummer # 2) and we stopped in at Friday's for lunch...
lunch was delicious (and the service was exceptionally good) from start to finish (an triple sampler appetizer, a portabella melt, a spicy tomato soup, and scrumptious fudge covered chocolate cake a la mode for desert) and I even did not eat it all (as I usually do cuz I have the ever expanding stomach) and looked forward to a delicious second mean tonight, but that food went to the trash (bummer # 3b) shortly after I got home cuz I was sitting in the bathroom with a powerful case of food poisoning (bummer # 3a)... after a little while of wondering if death might not be a more enjoyable experience, I felt it was somewhat more likely that I was not going to die today (or explode) and dragged this dripping wet body out to the living room where I promptly fell asleep in the big green chair...
when I woke I caught up on the college football games I missed (bummer # 4, though not nearly as much of a bummer for me as today's other bummers) and came to the computer to check on the concert tickets I am supposed to have, am expecting, and must remember to pick up at will call the day of the concert (cuz I was forgetting when the will call concerts were and I suspected I was missing some tickets and it turns out I am missing the Dashboard Confessional tickets... bummer # 5... I'll call about them tomorrow)... while checking on tickets, I bought the other tickets mentioned above...
and that's when I clicked too impulsively on the Row BBB (second row) tickets and realized, after passing the no refunds, no exchanges page, that the tickets were Orchestra Left, seats 9 and 10 (and 1 starts at the side closer to the center), bummer # 6... so as I said when this entry opened, I'll call tomorrow or Monday to try to fix that or else just buy tickets in row D (6th row) center and try to sell the BBB tickets before April of next year (or else just eat the $110, which would be bummer # 7, I supposed, though it would be ridiculously optimistic to think there would be no further bummers between now and April, 2008, now that I started numbering... not that I expect to keep this number of bummers up past this entry as it's primarily a way to amuse myself and therein diffuse the bummerness of the bummers and it's working well)...
my tummy feels much better, though still queasy... I am still emotionally hungry, of course, cuz that is how this body responds to frustration (and bummers), but physically I am thinking I might not eat again until after the show (yes, I semi-jokingly mean Rent in April, 2008... yes, only semi-joking)... I am still hopeful that I might have some sort of more compatible (and intimate) partner in Orlando before the show... see, in spite of all the bummers piled into today, I am still hopeful...
it's good to be crazy :)
anyway, a bunch of tickets are still available in row six center are and I'll buy those tomorrow or Monday even if ticketmaster does not take back the two I bought tonight... the only reason I don't buy the row six tickets tonight is because their seating chart is not detailed enough to tell me what numbers are actually center numbers and I have a choice between 5-6 and 9, 10, 11, and 12... if ticketmaster can't help me tomorrow, I'll call the box office Monday and find out how many seats are across the center section... the venue is well over an hour away, but the show won't be in Orlando and these were the best seats in the area (other venues are two or more hours away and did not have any orchestra seats left...
I also picked up concert tickets for Brand New and almost picked up tickets for Tori Amos, but unfortunately she's going to be here the same night I already have tickets for Spill Canvas with Meg & Dia (and others) so I grumbled (the toughest part is she's going to be at the House of Blues as opposed to a huge auditorium, so the intimacy factor would be much more intense... besides the huge places within a three hour drive are already almost sold out and I'm not into sitting in the nosebleed seats for a concert or show) and moved along...
meanwhile, today was a bust...
I started out all excited as I drove to the computer show across town at the fair grounds... turns out the show has changed dramatically since the last time I went (last year) and it's now a flea market for all sorts of trinkets, odd ends, and basic cheap rip-off stuff that is great if you love shopping for junk and the occasional useful bargain (which I do enjoy now and then when someone shares the experience cuz then the junk becomes meaningful cuz we both want it) and just three vendors offering computer stuff at no bargain prices... and I was all psyched up to spend a few hundred on a used laptop (the last laptop I bought for $100 lasted two years and they wanted $150 for similar laptops at this show when it's definitely not worth that), but no such bargains were there... bummer...
so I drove home... feeling bummed, I caved in and went out to eat with Rasputin (spending money I should be saving for the new computer and eating stuff I should be avoiding for another week or few or at least until I start running again) mostly because Precious needed a ride home from work and there was another computer store (one of the few decent mostly cheap but reliable places in Orlando) across from where she works and I hoped I might find some memory for this old computer there (but they no longer carry SDSIMMs this old, bummer # 2) and we stopped in at Friday's for lunch...
lunch was delicious (and the service was exceptionally good) from start to finish (an triple sampler appetizer, a portabella melt, a spicy tomato soup, and scrumptious fudge covered chocolate cake a la mode for desert) and I even did not eat it all (as I usually do cuz I have the ever expanding stomach) and looked forward to a delicious second mean tonight, but that food went to the trash (bummer # 3b) shortly after I got home cuz I was sitting in the bathroom with a powerful case of food poisoning (bummer # 3a)... after a little while of wondering if death might not be a more enjoyable experience, I felt it was somewhat more likely that I was not going to die today (or explode) and dragged this dripping wet body out to the living room where I promptly fell asleep in the big green chair...
when I woke I caught up on the college football games I missed (bummer # 4, though not nearly as much of a bummer for me as today's other bummers) and came to the computer to check on the concert tickets I am supposed to have, am expecting, and must remember to pick up at will call the day of the concert (cuz I was forgetting when the will call concerts were and I suspected I was missing some tickets and it turns out I am missing the Dashboard Confessional tickets... bummer # 5... I'll call about them tomorrow)... while checking on tickets, I bought the other tickets mentioned above...
and that's when I clicked too impulsively on the Row BBB (second row) tickets and realized, after passing the no refunds, no exchanges page, that the tickets were Orchestra Left, seats 9 and 10 (and 1 starts at the side closer to the center), bummer # 6... so as I said when this entry opened, I'll call tomorrow or Monday to try to fix that or else just buy tickets in row D (6th row) center and try to sell the BBB tickets before April of next year (or else just eat the $110, which would be bummer # 7, I supposed, though it would be ridiculously optimistic to think there would be no further bummers between now and April, 2008, now that I started numbering... not that I expect to keep this number of bummers up past this entry as it's primarily a way to amuse myself and therein diffuse the bummerness of the bummers and it's working well)...
my tummy feels much better, though still queasy... I am still emotionally hungry, of course, cuz that is how this body responds to frustration (and bummers), but physically I am thinking I might not eat again until after the show (yes, I semi-jokingly mean Rent in April, 2008... yes, only semi-joking)... I am still hopeful that I might have some sort of more compatible (and intimate) partner in Orlando before the show... see, in spite of all the bummers piled into today, I am still hopeful...
it's good to be crazy :)
Labels: body, bummers, burp, chocolate, death, emo, food, groan, life, loneliness, ouch, phew, real, sick
posted by candoor at 11:59 PM
7 Comments:
lol Candoor,
I can see that want you want is not so much a new laptop but a laptop dancer ...
I guess we can travel to infinite and back in an instant in our Minds
but 'here' we still like flesh to press against
Hope you are having fun.
may all the greatness of your hearts desires come true, and they do....
www.theomegashift.com
* more bliss to you.
hehe, we've been spammed...
i'm so mesmerized by the scottschica..."
:( to tummy trouble..I hope it passes quickly and you at least feel sorta cleansed after it all. I'm sending you some virtual chicken soup with all the fat drained out, and lots of hugs and love and a nice virtual hot bath with candles...and then tucking you in for a nice long rest :)
Q - at the bottom line, while my penis does have a mind of it's own and would like intimacy as much as the rest of me, I can satisfy my penis much better all by myself than I can give my my heart and the child inside what it longs for, the intimacy of unconditional trust and the cuddle of unconditional love...
in fact, physically, I prefer the intimacy of solitary masturbation to the incogruous intimacy of sharing physical sexuality with someone who poisons or neglects their body (which is about 95% of humans, sadly)...
body loneliness is easy to resolve alone... my hope is for a much more meaningful intimacy that may or may not include sexuality...
sigh and all that emo stuff :)
yaa - yay :)
love the positivity of your words, maybe I'll explore the omega thing one of these days it the computer will cooperate, but thanks for your positivity and hope you find your visit here worthwhile enough to return and share more :)
z - you think we've been spammed, you should see what happened to hollygl's site (after she made it disappear when I wasn't looking and left me puzzling why... and remembering one of my first posts in the public blogging community world, everybody comes and goes so fast around here... yes, Dorothy, they do)...
S - yay for your love, it's good medicine :)
I seem to be feeling better tonight... the Italian feast and chocolate creme cookies stayed down (I refuse to remain sick for long if I can help it, so I tested and the body seems to be passing)... just tired and shall try to get some decent sleep tonight :)
thank you thank you thank you :)
lol Candoor, so are you a 'sloe hand' like Eric Clapton, or you more into fast guitar rifts.
But I hadn't quite meant it to sound like that.
I meant tressing flesh, handshakes and laptop dancing - as the sort of human 'contact' that you propose
It just didn't quite come out right. One has to be so careful what one says and how one says it, and there's still no guarantee as how it will be read or interpreted
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