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Jamie and the date
25 July 2003 03:41Try this again, as with "BP" I posted, and the lost it as well. O well-modern technology for you.
On a side note *I'm fuckin' pissed." I hate when I have to pick up any slack from other nurses who they themselves are slacking. But back to the topic....
I like Jamie. I like him alot. I feel comfortable around him-as if I can be my true self-as if I am not trying to impress anyone- and that is a good feeling to have. And yet maybe I should of done my homework earlier--as the bits and pieces of the information I did know-- didn't seem to fit together, but now after I have done some homework.. they seam to fit together quite nicely, and although I am kicking myself for not believing him last night, it was after I found the "solid" evidence, that things started to click.
Jamie is famous. Not famous in the hollywood sense, or famous in the inventor sense, but famouse in the world of gay legal. Jamie was discriminated and sexually harassed in school, and the powers at be, didn't do anything about it. Therefore Jamie took it to court, and lost. Took it to court a second time-sueing the district and select individuals. He won. He won big. HIs victory was huge, and covered not only on a local but national level. To compound this point, I did a yahoo.com seach for his name-and it came up with 613 searches. No joke. The guy has an unique history.
Yesterday started out kind of odd. I had woke up at 3:00 a.m. and got some shit done, then did laundry, slept, got upt and made some phone calls, schedueled my interview for the IV Service, got ready, dropped off some stuff at the dry cleaners, and then headed out for the twin cities.
First stop was pridealive at the MN aids project. Matt P. is an angel, very friendly, funny and down to earth. Extremly awesome guy-very very very cool!!! Had my 6th HIV test. Not sure how I feel about it. I am worried, but since I have been down this road again, I know what to expect. Just sit and wait. I will get results back next week Wednesday-24 hours prior to my shrink apointment.
Afterwards tooleda round, and made it to his house-with a little help from him-although I thought i was lost, I wasn't and found my way without problem. jamie lives in the getto of MSP, but has a wonderful house. Very nicely decorated, and veyr typical gay. I felt kind of odd, because my apt is nothing like this, but i have to htink to myself to each his/her own, that I can not always put my self under the stereotype of gay men gym bunnie hags. That I have to be myself. But very great and nice house none-the less.
Went to dinner at a vietnam place called Quangs. Very good food, and interesting It was just kind of fun to be out and about. After Quangs we went to the arcade and played games, and went bowling. O.k. so I suck bowling, but we had fun, and jamie got to stair at my ass, and I his--so it was all good.
Got back to his house, and by htis time, my exhuastion had started. However, Jamie decided to take me to the "caves" in saint paul. The caves are such that--big bad holes into the earth that go on forever. After climbing down a steep embakment, dodging passing cars and police, and going near the river-we entered the caves. It was very odd-wet, and made out of lime/sand stone, therefore the walls are very carvable. As we decended, Jamie put on his very small penlight. Besides that and a few flickering candles that other late night owls had lit... it was pitch black in the depths of the caves. And then it slowly dawned on me:
1) I am with someone I don't know
2) I am with someone I don't know In a dark abandon cave
3) The flashlight we have could die out any moment
4) No one besides him, knows where I am.
I was scared. Not scared in the sense that I thought he was going to kill me, cut me into little pieces and drop me all over the cave, or that the cave would cave-in-killing both of us, and my mug shot would end up on the back of a milkcarton, but scared. Its these situations, that are iffy, and dangerous for all of the "if's, and what's" could happen. THis place was supposed to be off limits, but it was a recreation place for many. In fact, we ran into several groups of people thta were out lookin' around.
One of the "historical markers" in this cave was "the stairway to heaven" A stairway that climbes up into the cave, and then levels off into a narrow "shoot" that is about 3 feet tall about 2 feet wide. Very narrow. Of course, we climbed up the stairway into the narrow cave, and clostophobia and the fear of a cave-in or being killed increased, but it was an odd little feeling....almost comforting and strange, its stuff like this movies are made of.
After comming down the stairway, we continued on our way.. and came to the saten alter, where a bunch of H.S. kids were getting stoned. I would love to have gotten stoned with them, but Jamie doens't drink or into drugs, ect smoking. but whatever. They were friendly, but I wondered how they would get out if they were all fucked up. after we got out, we ran back to his house, and took a shower. sat up and talked...
On a side note *I'm fuckin' pissed." I hate when I have to pick up any slack from other nurses who they themselves are slacking. But back to the topic....
I like Jamie. I like him alot. I feel comfortable around him-as if I can be my true self-as if I am not trying to impress anyone- and that is a good feeling to have. And yet maybe I should of done my homework earlier--as the bits and pieces of the information I did know-- didn't seem to fit together, but now after I have done some homework.. they seam to fit together quite nicely, and although I am kicking myself for not believing him last night, it was after I found the "solid" evidence, that things started to click.
Jamie is famous. Not famous in the hollywood sense, or famous in the inventor sense, but famouse in the world of gay legal. Jamie was discriminated and sexually harassed in school, and the powers at be, didn't do anything about it. Therefore Jamie took it to court, and lost. Took it to court a second time-sueing the district and select individuals. He won. He won big. HIs victory was huge, and covered not only on a local but national level. To compound this point, I did a yahoo.com seach for his name-and it came up with 613 searches. No joke. The guy has an unique history.
Yesterday started out kind of odd. I had woke up at 3:00 a.m. and got some shit done, then did laundry, slept, got upt and made some phone calls, schedueled my interview for the IV Service, got ready, dropped off some stuff at the dry cleaners, and then headed out for the twin cities.
First stop was pridealive at the MN aids project. Matt P. is an angel, very friendly, funny and down to earth. Extremly awesome guy-very very very cool!!! Had my 6th HIV test. Not sure how I feel about it. I am worried, but since I have been down this road again, I know what to expect. Just sit and wait. I will get results back next week Wednesday-24 hours prior to my shrink apointment.
Afterwards tooleda round, and made it to his house-with a little help from him-although I thought i was lost, I wasn't and found my way without problem. jamie lives in the getto of MSP, but has a wonderful house. Very nicely decorated, and veyr typical gay. I felt kind of odd, because my apt is nothing like this, but i have to htink to myself to each his/her own, that I can not always put my self under the stereotype of gay men gym bunnie hags. That I have to be myself. But very great and nice house none-the less.
Went to dinner at a vietnam place called Quangs. Very good food, and interesting It was just kind of fun to be out and about. After Quangs we went to the arcade and played games, and went bowling. O.k. so I suck bowling, but we had fun, and jamie got to stair at my ass, and I his--so it was all good.
Got back to his house, and by htis time, my exhuastion had started. However, Jamie decided to take me to the "caves" in saint paul. The caves are such that--big bad holes into the earth that go on forever. After climbing down a steep embakment, dodging passing cars and police, and going near the river-we entered the caves. It was very odd-wet, and made out of lime/sand stone, therefore the walls are very carvable. As we decended, Jamie put on his very small penlight. Besides that and a few flickering candles that other late night owls had lit... it was pitch black in the depths of the caves. And then it slowly dawned on me:
1) I am with someone I don't know
2) I am with someone I don't know In a dark abandon cave
3) The flashlight we have could die out any moment
4) No one besides him, knows where I am.
I was scared. Not scared in the sense that I thought he was going to kill me, cut me into little pieces and drop me all over the cave, or that the cave would cave-in-killing both of us, and my mug shot would end up on the back of a milkcarton, but scared. Its these situations, that are iffy, and dangerous for all of the "if's, and what's" could happen. THis place was supposed to be off limits, but it was a recreation place for many. In fact, we ran into several groups of people thta were out lookin' around.
One of the "historical markers" in this cave was "the stairway to heaven" A stairway that climbes up into the cave, and then levels off into a narrow "shoot" that is about 3 feet tall about 2 feet wide. Very narrow. Of course, we climbed up the stairway into the narrow cave, and clostophobia and the fear of a cave-in or being killed increased, but it was an odd little feeling....almost comforting and strange, its stuff like this movies are made of.
After comming down the stairway, we continued on our way.. and came to the saten alter, where a bunch of H.S. kids were getting stoned. I would love to have gotten stoned with them, but Jamie doens't drink or into drugs, ect smoking. but whatever. They were friendly, but I wondered how they would get out if they were all fucked up. after we got out, we ran back to his house, and took a shower. sat up and talked...
