Monday last week I met went to the intern thing and met Dante. Was it on tuesday that , and I watched “Latter Days”? Oh, speaking of, “earnest”. In one of the most detailed, and “behind the scenes” reviews, they were describing mormon boy as the embodiment of earnest. And I realized that’s a major part of my identification with him. You don’t have to scratch my sarcastic surface too deeply to see the unalloyedly earnest lad I was in my youth. It probably fits me better than “mercurial” though both fit me better, just describing different facets. Anyway. Done with that.
Wednesday, my first game of Twilight Imperium ever. It really is MoO2 the board game. It was fun. I got to play the techie race. Woo. Of course, the techie race blows for combat, but enh.
Saturday I met for the first time. I was surprised by his non-whiny-bitch-ness.
Monday, made dinner. I met his brother and his brother’s bf. We had seitan, and soy cheese lasagna. It was good.
Tuesday I got my stellar performance review and saw my supervisor for the last time. In the evening I got my FFX data files off ‘s ps2. In both the supervisor and christian farewell, I was staring at a screen while the goodbye was halfway through. Kinda weird that. Distracting myself from imminent departure?
Wednesday, it was back to the burbs, where we played twilight imperium again, and I took ‘s poorly defended homeworld (haha!). Work was hardcore that day, no distractions, just plowing through.
Thursday, another hardcore work day. Indian with my peers for lunch. I haven’t read the nytimes website in a very long time now. Heh. After work I met up with for Chicago Diner dinner. Then off to the apt of Matt-my-8th-grade crush, a flight attendant, formerly for united, now for southwest, who now lives with his bf in boystown. Matt, Ross, and I went out to Roscoe’s where we met up with Ross’s friend ted. I had a couple drinks. We chatted. Matt introduced us to various friends of his including a good looking drag queen (in & out of drag). Ross hit on two complete strangers, including one whose hand found its way into Ross pants at the bar. We went back to Matt’s place sans strangers, where I met his friend Spiker. I went home. I hear fun was had post my departure.
Friday was a day off. Whee.
Mormon-ness in book form
Under the Banner of Heaven, by Jon Krakauer
Mormon fundamentalism as written about by a non-Mormon. Interesting, and the source of my knowledge of sacred undergarments.