RUN: 3+ miles (Home <--> Rave) @29:04

As you could imagine, it was a rough day at work. All that I thought was gravy at work last Thursday came back as leftovers that I'll have to rehash into something not only edible, but delectable. I don't know why I'm so Tense at work. Granted, I don't have a coding buddy nearby, just an antagonistic older-brother-figure, who is the most knowledgeable person on the program. He'll help me, but it's difficult to guess how he'll react to requests. Meh.

Anyways, I'm going to try to get a good jump on tomorrow, as I'm determined to get to bed by 10pm so I can wake up with enough time for my stomach and all to get settled (I really shouldn't eat so late at night... but what else is there to do?).

Okay, so I'm writing this blog directly after the run, to try to get things done done done. Many times, I lose track of time and wonder where it went... it's all relative, and that's what happens when you live by yourself.

Tonight, I ran from the house to the Rave theatre to check showtimes for Hot Fuzz... I missed the 7:15pm showing, and the next one is at 10:05pm (too late). And I want to lay the ground-work for the website I had supposedly been updating -- the task as just been too stressful to think about. I think that I would work better in a pairs setting. Yeah... don't get me started about dating and all. It's complicated, and lots of wishful-thinking and self-defeating acts (dark and twisty). All I'll say is that I'm looking for someone that I can take care of and who will take care of me.

Okay, focus.

I ran. I ran wearing my navy blue women's brooks shorts (hey, it's not much different) and my large lime green sleeveless nike shirt. The self-defeating aspect of it was that I was wearing my jockey short boxer briefs underneath when I should've free-balled it (TMI, I know)... I've told myself that I'm not going to wear boxers or boxer-briefs underneath my running shorts, but noooo... I couldn't even manage keeping to that rule.

I need consequences. I need structure and discipline. And I need motivation and a second-chance. It's all a learning experience, but I've also got to remember that I'm not the only one learning.

That's what I need to work on at the office... taking command of my part of the project and becoming an authority. I'll be reinforcing what I'm learning and showing more assertiveness. I'll need more concentration and more rest... and more time. I've gotta give myself time and pace myself... like with tonight's run. I was probably clocking 9-minute miles... my legs weren't stretched out well and carrying a water bottle didn't make things any easier, but I adjusted... slowed down and didn't push myself too hard. I got out there, sweated, and am ready to move along with the rest of the night. I'm going to eat, shower, set up a template, then prepare for bed.

Oh, I'm also going to try the turn-off-the-water-heater thing to see if that makes any difference in my electricity bill (yeah, I know it's scrimping, but it's something I've gotta try nonetheless). Gas is almost back up to $3.00 over here... boo! But it's a necessity... a luxury, but one that I'm too dependent on. I'd probably shrivel up if I wasn't able to go to Orlando. I miss the tea house already, and it's only been a couple weeks.

I'm just rambling on... a result of the massive picture show that was this past weekend. I think that my reality is a bit off-kilter (and I'm not talking about the Celtic rock band at the Canadian pavilion)... I always feel like the "different" one, which I realize is part of my charm, but I'm almost ready for something settled. The excitement wouldn't stop -- just more focused.

Anyways, food beckons and 10:00pm.

[sorry, no kitchen pic tonight]

WORK: Hardware Request

Cedric walks with a computer keyboard in hand to the office of Lenny, the program's I.T. guy:

Cedric: I need a new keyboard. This one is broken.
Lenny: Why is it dripping?

EVENT: Melbourne Art Festival

Today I went to the Melbourne Art Festival to help with the Patron Registration table, and it was something I've done for the past couple years. This year, it was particularly fun and encouraging.

The people that I worked with were great. Everyone at the tent pretty much worked at Harris (and the one non-Harrisite there was recruited by one).

I sort of nudged my foot back in the closet this afternoon when the not-unattractive-other-guy-working-the-tent asked me what type of girls I was into...

Umm...

I was caught off guard. I don't remember what I said but it was generic and non-gender specific. Later, the older lady at the table (the non-Harrisite) mentioned how she caught me checking out some ladies that were passing by (I was only wondering if they were the NUOGWTT's type.) Dah.

I guess that I'm amazed by the fact that I still "pass".

Seriously?!

Having been called "too gay" by some friend in Orlando, I've been going about thinking that I'm pretty darn obvious, but I guess in a more conservative setting... it's been a while since I've had to imagine that perspective.

I didn't clarify the point because 1) it was early in the shift and 2) if I did bring up the point that I was gay, I was afraid that it'd open up the flood gates of my overwhelming gayness... and I didn't want to make anyone feel uncomfortable.

It's really a non-issue but a slight reality check for me. I figured that I did the right thing by not "playing it up", but to appease the "to-be-truthful" side of me, tonight when I sent out emails with attached festival photos, I also sent out links to my fotki page where, if it mattered to them, they could look around and see my Treasure Coast Pride album that's still in the public folder.

Anyways, that's how I'm managing that.

It's past my bedtime (even with having passed out once I got home... my second nap of the day). Here are some of the photos from the festival, enjoy!:

Establishing Shots of the Melbourne Art Festival
My Friend ErnieCloggers! (and what a nice shirt down in front...)A Wandering Wench and Me
Me and the Ladies
Shawne and MeMelb Art Fest's first wet t-shirt contest?Aww...
My Fellow Misfits
5:00pm

JOURNAL: my bathroom is his office

I was watching Grey's Anatomy online (a couple episodes back -- I'm catching up), and something in Chief Webber's office caught my eye...I have the same framed Asian artifacts in my master bathroom!
This isn't the first time Pier 1 has given me blog fodder.
Oh well... while I'm in the tub...

CUTE: More pictures of ducklings at Magic Kingdom

The last post was of a couple lost ducks at Splash Mountain in Frontierland.

Here are pictures (also from yesterday) of a mama duck and her six ducklings over in Liberty Square:

RACE: Melbourne Art Festival Flamingo 5K @ 22:03

The Art Fest Race Logo and Awards
The Harris Race Logo(very niiice)We're taking the Harris Team Photo. (the two-way photo-ing is pretty cool, eh?)
Today's Kitchen Pic(outside-and-on-the-phone edition)
I'm getting nothing-so-much accomplished today. Yes, it's race day... and I'm glad that I don't have out-of-town guests to host.

I've posted pictures on my fotki, sent a package out to my sister, updated my race record, took a heavy 90-minute nap, and am now catching up on my "TV" (Heroes, Lost, Ugly Betty) while trying to figure out this "website" dah nah nah nah nah.

Here are some pics from the race this morning:

Donuts and Beer
Signages

Okay... and here's today's sweaty pic... (thanks Kelly)

EVENT: Pre-Race Dinner

I've spent too much time at the computer today/tonight. Here are some pictures from the dinner. I'll have to comment on this later if it really means that much to anyone. It was a lot of fun, but I need to go to bed right now.

This should be the promotional poster
Mmm...
Time to eat and pose for the camera
Happy Birthday Steve!
Post-meal antics
Our parting gifts
See you tomorrow!