Well black Friday went well enough. I got a tree and all of the decorations to freak Jon out for about 50 bucks. Jane and I went out in the morning and came back around nine and started getting ready for the christmas season. Jon began to get iratated that we filled the house with seasonly music and started putting the tree up so I told him that we decorateing OUR house and he'll be gone soon.
Today has been going good as well, I picked up a few more decorations and got a few more ideas for christmas ideas at the mall. Afterwards I decided to grab a cup of coffee at Dog tooth where a French musican was strumming at his gutiar. I sat there for awhile and went over my day. I went home to Jon mad at me for something that I didn't listen too cause I closed my door, what else is new.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
A lucky day in Hell
I just finished yet another paper that I was forced to write by the evil masochism that I chose for myself. So if anything in this blog is misspelled or grammatically incorrect I don't really care, but as you as my reader knows I excel at that.
Jon will be leaving to return to Alaska in one month. I wish that I could write that I was going to miss him and that I enjoy the friendship that I have with him but the truth is that I am beginning to despise him, I don't yet completely but I am not going to miss him. I can write that I have been counting done the days until he leaves and I am looking forward to the house being clean and having more food and less trash.
I don;t think that I will be continuing with my Japanese classes. I don't need them to graduate and they seem to be eating a lot of my studying time. I spend most of the time that I study on Japanese 2 and I still don't full comprehend anything. The professor teaches like my mom talks and I should be use to this but I can't seem to understand all of it, I only absorb enough to get by in the class and I don't think that will be enough to get be by in Japanese 3. Though I can read three of the Japanese written languages well and speak it at the level of a first grader, though I learned the formal dialect and I don't think that a lot of first graders are running around speaking formally to each other.
Hmm, I'm going to go out for coffee.
Jon will be leaving to return to Alaska in one month. I wish that I could write that I was going to miss him and that I enjoy the friendship that I have with him but the truth is that I am beginning to despise him, I don't yet completely but I am not going to miss him. I can write that I have been counting done the days until he leaves and I am looking forward to the house being clean and having more food and less trash.
I don;t think that I will be continuing with my Japanese classes. I don't need them to graduate and they seem to be eating a lot of my studying time. I spend most of the time that I study on Japanese 2 and I still don't full comprehend anything. The professor teaches like my mom talks and I should be use to this but I can't seem to understand all of it, I only absorb enough to get by in the class and I don't think that will be enough to get be by in Japanese 3. Though I can read three of the Japanese written languages well and speak it at the level of a first grader, though I learned the formal dialect and I don't think that a lot of first graders are running around speaking formally to each other.
Hmm, I'm going to go out for coffee.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Stay Young
I attended a friends wedding on Halloween, which I found to be sorta disturbing since they danced to the time warp and dressed up as characters from the Nightmare Before Christmas. I was planning on writing more about this but I waited so long that I don't feel like rehashing it all.
Next, we had a coffee tasting at work. Robert bought a South American coffee that won the world cup of delight so this coffee is arguably the best currently in the world. We each had to pay 10 dollars if we wanted a cup of the coffee, since he payed over a hundred for a pound, and considering a ventei latte of sorts at Starbucks is about 5 something, 10 bucks for a cup of the best coffee in the world didn't seem like a bad price.
Jane has been working at Zeezos costume shop downtown and after Halloween they had an end of the season party. Jane invited me, being her roommate and ride, so I wen to Zeezos around five in the evening and hung out for a while until the shop closed, which was early, and we headed over to 15C.
The main reason that I went to the party was because of the venue. 15C is the best Martini bar in town and it's hidden. The bar's entrance is a black door with no signs in the alleyway behind the Old Chicago. I had heard about a few times over the last 3 years or so but no one seemed to know where it was. 
I had my first Martini, an Appletini mainly cause of Scrubs, and I decided that I don't really care for them I think I prefer beer.
Most of the employees left around ten at night and the bar began to fill with patrons, I was stuck since Jane got slobbering drunk and was having an in depth conversation with a bull dyke. I spent an hour reading the Independent and playing pool on my phone before I dragged Jane out of the bar. After we got home she puked in bed on Jon, who was alittle irated by this point then passed out leaving him to clean it up.
Getting to today, I woke up around seven thirty, like I have been lately, and watched scrubs on DVD for an hour. I decided to go for a bike ride since it has been unseasonably warm out. Jane and Jon were still asleep so I rode off on another adventure on my own. I realized how beautiful this city can, if you look away from the crowds of people that appeared recently and the crime it can very nice. I rode though the older neighborhood, since I live in it.
I was ridding down the Shooks Run Trail when it ended on Corona, I stopped to see where it picked back up when I realized that I was in front of a coffee shop. A downtown looking building was placed in the middle of older Victorian style houses. The place was fricken huge and fancy inside.
I plan on going back to the coffee shop, possible studying there. It's on the corner of Columbia and Corona if anyone is interested.
Next, we had a coffee tasting at work. Robert bought a South American coffee that won the world cup of delight so this coffee is arguably the best currently in the world. We each had to pay 10 dollars if we wanted a cup of the coffee, since he payed over a hundred for a pound, and considering a ventei latte of sorts at Starbucks is about 5 something, 10 bucks for a cup of the best coffee in the world didn't seem like a bad price.
Jane has been working at Zeezos costume shop downtown and after Halloween they had an end of the season party. Jane invited me, being her roommate and ride, so I wen to Zeezos around five in the evening and hung out for a while until the shop closed, which was early, and we headed over to 15C.
The main reason that I went to the party was because of the venue. 15C is the best Martini bar in town and it's hidden. The bar's entrance is a black door with no signs in the alleyway behind the Old Chicago. I had heard about a few times over the last 3 years or so but no one seemed to know where it was. 
I had my first Martini, an Appletini mainly cause of Scrubs, and I decided that I don't really care for them I think I prefer beer.Most of the employees left around ten at night and the bar began to fill with patrons, I was stuck since Jane got slobbering drunk and was having an in depth conversation with a bull dyke. I spent an hour reading the Independent and playing pool on my phone before I dragged Jane out of the bar. After we got home she puked in bed on Jon, who was alittle irated by this point then passed out leaving him to clean it up.
Getting to today, I woke up around seven thirty, like I have been lately, and watched scrubs on DVD for an hour. I decided to go for a bike ride since it has been unseasonably warm out. Jane and Jon were still asleep so I rode off on another adventure on my own. I realized how beautiful this city can, if you look away from the crowds of people that appeared recently and the crime it can very nice. I rode though the older neighborhood, since I live in it.
I was ridding down the Shooks Run Trail when it ended on Corona, I stopped to see where it picked back up when I realized that I was in front of a coffee shop. A downtown looking building was placed in the middle of older Victorian style houses. The place was fricken huge and fancy inside.
I plan on going back to the coffee shop, possible studying there. It's on the corner of Columbia and Corona if anyone is interested.
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