I've been a busy little boy. I got through some major personal milestones in the past few weeks. I passed a certification exam for the profession I am in today. Whoopee. I also got passed some minor surgery which I've been recovering from for the past 12 days. Had the sutures removed yesterday. Yippeee. And now I end the day with a teeth cleaning appointment. Does it get any more exciting??? And tomorrow, my new boyfriend meets the family for Turkey Day at my sisters. Oh my!
Tonight, I celebrate. And tomorrow. And all weekend.
Only a few short weeks until I go to Puerta Vallarta for my annual gay vacation. Yahoo!
The damn supermarket strike here in So. California has had an impact on my health. And I imagine a lot of other people. I have my prescription drugs through the pharmacy at Pavilions. I went to refill some prescriptions a week or so ago and the Pharmacy was CLOSED!!!! How absurd is that?! What about all these people who are really really sick and need their meds and they go to get their meds and find out they can't get them? They don't have the energy or the time to deal with getting new prescriptions from their doctors and finding a new (and probably inconvenient) location to get their drugs.
Well anyway, I went through the whole inconvenient deal of getting my allergy medications transferred and my Thyroid medication. I have an under active thyroid, which means I need to supplement the rest of my life. The symptoms are sluggishness, depression, lethargy, sleepiness, sensitivity to cold, etc. I'd gone a week without and about a day or two ago began to feel really really sluggish and sleepy. No energy. And while at Disneyland I was very sensitive to the cold, even indoors with the air conditioners. I did not realize what was going on until yesterday when I finally got my prescription refilled and the pharmacist pointed out "it does not take long to start feeling the affects of going without the medication." And he reminded me of the sensitivity to cold and a light went off in my head. I started taking the meds yesterday and I should be back in full swing soon. I'm so glad I fingured (with the help of a good doctor) that i even had this problem. If I had not, I'd still be depressed, and sleeping 12 hrs. a day......
Monday, November 10, 2003 :
I tried blogging last week while I was on the road at a business conference, but alas, I was not able to remember how to post a blog from a remote computer.
So here's the quick and dirty version.
And oh, I have a boyfriend.
And yes, the two are related. The boyfriend, and last weeks business conference.
I won't say much about the boyfriend or how we met etc., because as you know, I've already gotten myself in trouble for writing about people in this blog. So I'll keep that as obscured as possible, but I can tell you a little bit....
I was at a conference which happened to be in Anaheim California. I still had my "Silver VIP" card from my days of too much traveling, for the Hilton, so I presented that at the desk (so what if it expired, they did not even notice). What this card normally gets me when I check in is an "upgrade" to the concierges level. I presented the card and the lady said "I'm sorry, but there are no more King beds available on the Executive level, only two double beds." I feined disappointment, and said that would be fine (as I turned away and gave a great big silent laugh followed by a gestureless "YES, YES YES!!!! OOOH OOOOH OOOOH" But she was too busy to notice my excitement. It's no big deal really, but it is nice to get in the elevator with the other conference guests and swipe my card through the security system that enables me to push the button for the top floor. I put on a great show of non-chalance like it is no big deal -- doesn't everyone stay on the Executive Level?? They offer free breakfast and a bar, and lot's of extras I don't even care about like a bath robe, a hair dryer, and oh yes, free entrance to the very nice gymnasium.
Anyway, I met my new "boyfriend" about a week before and I invited him to come to Anaheim to have dinner with me Thursday night. It would be our first "date" alone. The first day we met, he was with friends and I was invited along to join them to see a movie. We ended up holding hands and getting all lovey in the theatre. We had dinner afterwards and held hands under the table and generally acted like a couple high school lovers. So Thursday we were alone and went to a very lovely (the bill was over $120) restaurant and we had a great time. But he went home (no sex) which was fine as we both had to get up early the next day, and besides I think "it's too soon." And besides we had a date the next day for lunch at DISNEYLAND (the Blue Bayou)!!!!!! With his friend. Which is fine really, because his friend is cool and I like him.
Disneyland was amazing fun. Especially because these guys had some special pass that enabled us to go to the front of EVERY line anywhere in the park. They knew people all over the place. I felt very much like a VIP. I've not been to Disneyland in many years, and I've never been to California Adventure (which we also went to).
By the end of the evening, I was definitely on sensory overload. So many new experiences, and some quite amazing, like Soaring over California. Have you done this ride? Words can not do it justice! The fact that you are seated in a chair with a seat belt is lost to you as you (as it is experienced) literally fly over parts of California. Dipping into a river bed where people are riding the rapids. Flying over the Golden Gate Bridge while feeling the cool foggy air against your skin. Flying over California orange groves as you smell the gentle scent of oranges. And on and on. There is nothing left out. The video, the smells, the in-the-air sensations are all so real, your mind and body think nothing but that this is the real deal. I even lifted my dangling feet a few times because if I did not they would have hit the tops of a mountain or gotten soaked in a river.
And that was just one ride. One experience. And the company was so nice. We even held hands several times while walking through the parks. We went to the stage of "Who Wants to Be a millionaire?" or the Disney version of it. The stage is identical to the real deal. As an audience member we played at our seats along with everyone else. If you are the top scorer at the time the person in the hot seat loses, you go to the hot seat! We played twice and at the end of the second game I was number 3 on the board! Damn. The prize is not money but a cruise to the Bahamas for four.
Other things we did: Animation building, Golden Dreams (Whoopie makes a great appearance in this one), Haunted mansion (all spruced up for Christmas), Pirates of the Caribbean, Indiana Jones, Jungle cruise (our guide was cute and very funny), and the best toppers of the evening: the fireworks display and Fantasmic. After the fireworks they had it snowing on Main Street where we were observing. Very romantic, I wanted to cry. And at the Fantasmic show, we had VIP seats. To top everything off we went to the new? hotel (can't remember the name) which is amazing all by itself with it's very high cathedral ceilings, wood paneling, marble floors) and had drinks in the amazing bar. It was there we had a nice chat and got to know each other better.
Phewww! And then Saturday night, the next day (no we did not sleep together yet) we got together again for a little "outing" which was sweet, then a jaunt back to my place (I madly rushed to have it cleaned on Saturday so I would not be embarrassed to have guests) for some late night cocktails.
Formerly "A Day in the life of a Gay Guy", I've changed the name to reflect more of how I'm thinking. Being Gay is not the focal point of my life. I'm a guy with interests like everyone else, I just happen to be Gay.
