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Pace the stairs to your apartment like it’s where you want to be

I have been quite disappointed in my entries as of late, but I just haven’t been feeling all that creative lately.

Nothing all that exciting has occured lately, so I haven’t been all that motivated to write.

-Cute Starbucks Barista has been fairly MIA over the last couple weeks so there has been zero movement there.
-No new girls have entered my life.
-Work has been frustrating, but nothing mind-numbingly stupid has forced me to go on a rant
-I’ve started another grad course (only two left!) so most of my nights are spent doing homework
-It seems my super awesome blogger friends have been MIA as well. Come back to me my babies!

Sadly, you the reader, suffer due to my boring life. I have some exciting plans in the works, so perhaps things will pick up!

March : Boring
April : Possible vacation home, dmb in Charlotte
May : Probable weekend trip home and NJ for the Bamboozle Festival with PiC and KC
June: Very distant possibility of a weekend trip home for dmb in Hartford with the little bro
August: Hopeful weekend trip to George, Washington for dmb at the Gorge with PiC and Samsonite

This weekend was pretty lowkey. The only event worth noting was my trip to John’s Island. Two of my friends (married couple) were having people at their condo for a game night. CF and Swan were going to be there, plus some folks I’ve never met. I figured it would be a nice balance of friends and newbies who could turn into friends, so I was excited. I picked up a bottle of wine and arrived around 830. We played a few different games, ate some food, had a few drinks and eventually just sat and talked about all sorts of different things. I had a really fun time and the newbies were all really nice and fun to hang around with.

Highlights of the night were my shear dominance at a game called Dirty Minds (that should come as no surprise) and ending the night with a game called “Would You Rather…?” This game presents two terrible situations and you have to choose which you would prefer. The game provided for some hilarious explanations. At the end of the night the couple let us know that they would be celebrating the husband’s birthday on Folly Beach this Friday night.

I left the condo quite happy. I had hung out with a group of friends (which I wasn’t sure I would have at any point after my breakup with the Ex), had a great time and met some new people. However, an uneasy feeling entered my mind on the drive home. The ages of the people at the condo ranged from 25-38. All of the new people were in their 30s and the husband is turning 38 on Friday. I got along really well with everyone, which was great, but it was weird that I could relate to people that were well into their 30s.

Now people in their 30s are not old by any stretch, but when I was in college, I would probably view them as such. Somehow I’ve become an adult. I can relate to people who talk about things like the economy and gas prices. What the hell happened? When did this occur? People who were in their late 20s or older always seemed rather foreign to me. They were this weird hybrid of a person. They could still go out and party, but not with the frequency of a college student. They had careers and were serious about life, but not as much as someone in their 40s or older.

Apparently, this is what I am now. There’s no denying that I’m a better, more reliable, more stable, and more responsible version of my former self and that’s a good thing…so why does this seem somewhat tragic to me.

I find myself reminiscing more and more about the past. I don’t just daydream about college or the later years of high school anymore though. I now focus on the memories of my youth as well. Everything seems so distant.

My friend posted videos of my guy friends playing wiffleball. It made me miss that time and them so much. I remember the “problems” I would have had at the time and they seem so ridiculous now. God, I miss those summers. I could believe it when I realized it was 5-6 years ago. I was also shocked to see that the composition Shorty referenced in my birthday entry was written seven freakin years ago.

Where is time going? When did life start to pass me by?


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Fix me in 45

I’m taking a break from my recent CSB kick…

1. Had a good talk with one of my good friends (DG) tonight and he gave me some good insight into therapy and his history with it. It was good to get his opinion and all just talk like we used to back in college during the wee hours of the night.

2. Courtney from Sex and the Traveling Satchel is a genius and a good friend. I never thought I would say that about someone I never actually met in person, but I’m glad I can.

3. ARod testing positive for steroids may have ruined baseball for me.

4.  I hung out with the Ex today because I had to go to her neck of the woods to pick up the puppy. We tried to go to the best restuarant ever (Taco Boy), but it was freakin closed. I was super pissed. We (okay, mostly she) made chicken parm and we watched Obama’s speech and 24 before I made my way home.

5. I was going through the online journal I kept in college and stumbled upon my old compositions (some would say poems…but please don’t be one of those some) and it made me miss the days would I would sit at my computer, turn off the lights, turn on some music and just write. I would say these old compositions range from terrible to decent. I will give you a taste. This one was from 2003 and was, sadly, one of the last ones I ever wrote. I can’t believe this is almost six years old now. I think it had some good parts but was borderline nonsensical. If I didn’t tell you I wrote it, I could possibly pass it off as genius to a high school class. Anything that is confusing and makes no sense is genius…right?

"Webster's Definition of Latent"
Composition # 73 - Originally titled "You & Me"

You and me -
to the last gasping breath,
forever exhausting mutual adoration.
We never say die,
even when this belongs six feet down.
Reason silenced by desire,
conviction found in love -
with screaming fine print (Mine - for now).
Infatuation still bleeds out from our veins,
so we exalt every potential ender.
Words surrender as inferior -
Entangled lips,
legs wrapped tightly around my waist,
thighs resting on my hips,
and hands clenching my back
bring substance to our promises.
The taste of fleeting perfection reminds
why we don't abandon "us"
...to genuine to dismiss.
So we continue to drain the air of all its emotion,
always breathing in the aura of summer rains.


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Folie a Deux

I am so incredibly happy that I created this blog and then joined The 20 Something Blogger community. Both of these actions were inspired by Bloggy McFlirtsalot. It’s really strange on this journal came to be. I’ve never even met Bloggy, but just by being introduced to her blog via a mutual friend, I’ve been able to “meet” or read about some awesome people.

I’m at a point in my life that could be called a number a things, but the most important thing I needed was to feel connected to some new people through our mutual understanding and experiences. The responses have been amazing. I’ve found there are a lot of cool people out there that I will probably never meet but they have left some kind of imprint on my life. Granted I may not remember ever comment or pseudo convo we had through message boards and comment sections, but that’s not the point. For a fraction of a second or minute they brought some kind of joy or humor to my life. There is nothing much more exciting than getting an e-mail letting me know that someone has commented on my journal.

People remind me that there are so many people that understand what I am going through. We all have our issues and I’m sure our blogs are our ways of reaching out for some “companionship” or advice when our regular friends are not around or just are not doing the trick. (FYI – I just typed out “drink” when I went to put “trick.” Wow…can you tell where my head is at?)

Whether reconnecting with some of my close friends (Partner-in-Crime and more to come) through their new journals or comments to mine, or learning about other people throughout the world, I’ve been able to gain some perspective on other people in my age group. We’re a lot more similar than we imagine. I’m sure the picture-perfect view we have of each other could be shattered in 10 mins of getting to know each other, but that’s part of the beauty. I am more likely to assume a fellow blogger is totally awesome, whereas if I meet someone in public something usually happens within the first few minutes of meeting them that will turn me off.

I’ve been able to read about the sexcapades of “Courtney” and “Christina,” the highs and lows of relationships passed of Jordan, the awesome adventures and thoughts of a girl from Argentina, to name just a few.  Many of these fellow bloggers have linked to my blog and vice-versa. This leads to more readership and my blog views continue to rise because of it. Every week someone new leaves me a message or requests my friendship. It’s a really neat experience. So, yea – Thanks. You kids rock.

On that note – I believe I am in need of some scandal. I need this on a personal level (revenge, self-esteem, etc.) and on a blog level. Everyone else has these great stories and sure, I could rehash some from my glory days, but I need something new.

I need a great scandal. One that does not involve the Avid Texter. That may be becoming an unwanted situation, but more on that later.

I ideally need to just get a little drunk and go do something nice and stupid. Preferably, it would involve a pretty girl going through the same types of things as me and does not want a damn thing out of it. Aaaah this brings back memories of college. I miss those times.

So what do you say? Want to be my “nice and stupid” something? Sounds even more enticing when I refer to you as that, huh?

But seriously, is there anything better than having a mutual no-strings-attached night of fun with someone who’s just a tad off center like yourself?


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A lesson in procrastination and self-glorification

1. I’m 25 (ugh) 

2. I’ve lived in Charleston, South Carolina since July 2007.

3. Before that, I lived in Ellington (1983-2001; 2005-2007) and Storrs, CT (2001-2005).

4. I double-majored in Journalism and Sports Communications.

5. I temped at ESPN for a 9 months after college, but am now wasting away at Verizon Wireless.

6. While at UConn, I worked for the radio station, newspaper, and tv station. I did play-by-play for UConn basketball and football games, played music, ran a sports show, and wrote a column throughout my time there. These are some of my best memories.

7. I am currently working towards my MBA through the University of Phoenix. I am on pace to finish this May (2009).

8. I have a puppy named Maggie. She is pretty much the love of my life despite her constant misbehaving.

9. I am incredibly insecure and also have a huge ego. I’m pretty much a big contradiction in all facets of my life.

10. I have one tattoo but desperately want more.

11. I played football for about 10 years.

12. I’ve wore a breast cancer awareness bracelet almost every day for the last three years.

13. My family is the single greatest collection of people in history.

14. I have a younger brother who is just like me – except smarter, better looking, stronger, and morally sound.

15. The dave matthews band is by far my favorite band of all time. I’ve seen them in concert almost 20 times. It’s quite obsessive.

16. I love taking showers, but they have to be insanely hot.

17. I HAVE to have a fan running while I sleep. Running water and dryers have the same effect but aren’t as cost effective.

18. I suffer from an anxiety disorder which affects just about every single day of my life. My issues most closely resemble agoraphobia. I definitely need to see a doctor/psychologist, but my issues make it hard for me to do that. It’s a vicious cycle. More on this in a later journal…

19. The apartment I had during my junior and senior year of college was a nonstop party. The apartment number was 101, but we called it 1ooooh1.

20. I fear nothing will ever top the memories I made from Summer 2001-Summer 2004.

21. My old escapades not only entertained my friends, but also their parents. Here is a small sampling of quotes from my friends’ mothers.
“Um..I got in a fight” – me

“With what? A vaccum cleaner?” – Mrs. G

”Hey guys, there is mud pie upstairs and lots of whipped cream…Don’t even think about it Christian!” – Mrs. S.

“Everytime I see you you’re either harassing the cat, provoking Amanda to fight or doing God knows what with some girl” – Mrs. S

“Why are you trying to set them up? Does he need girls in every state or something!?” – (the other) Mrs. G

22. I hate spiders and snakes. They creep me the hell out.

23. I love zoos and aquariums.

24. I have been to 25 states and have a goal to visit the remaining 25. My favorite cities so far – Charleston, San Diego, and New Orleans.

25. Two girls have told me I remind them of Ryan Gosling. Clearly, these girls had a vision problem.

26. The Giants winning the Super Bowl was one of the greatest moments of my life.

27. The most serious injury I’ve ever sustained was a concussion in 1998. It occurred during football practice. I don’t remember anything except waking up in the ambulance.

28. I once had ringside seats for a UFC fight because I was a member of the press. I wrote an article with my Partner in Crime for the website Fightnews.org. PiC’s uncle wrote boxing articles for the site but didn’t want to do UFC fights so he let us go.

29. I ate alligator when I was in New Orleans.

30. Good grammar and verbosity are turn-ons.

31. I have a problem obeying speed limits. I’m actually not allowed to drive in the state of New York.

32. Anytime I am in New York City, I have to get White Castle.

33. My most prized possession is the Bible my grandfather carried with him throughout World War II.

34. I hate being called “Chris.”

35. I could sleep about 15 hours a day.

36. I LOVE hoodies.

37. I’ve always wanted to get a surface piercing but always back out because I think it may look stupid…or I would somehow seriously injure myself down the line.

38. I used to write poems/compositions CONSTANTLY. I haven’t even attempted one since 2004 though.

39. I once made out with twin sisters within 5 minutes of each other. They had no idea until the next day. Two years later I made out with their little sister. My guy friends think this is awesome. My girl friends think this is gross. I fall somewhere in the middle.

40. I have a couple better stories than that one though.

41. For the most part I hate guys. I don’t like meeting new guys, I generally ignore them and get along with girls so much better.

42. I have known my best friend since 1st grade. We’ve been best friends ever since – that’s pushing 20 years.

43. Boxers. Although I went through a commando phase.

44. I have never been in a fight, but have been close on a couple of occasions.

45. My favorite game to play with people I have just met is the Question Game. Everyone has probably played it, but it’s when you just ask each other a bunch of random questions.

46. Lobsters and crab legs are totally worth the work it is to eat them.

47. My favorite restaurant is Taco Boy, which is on Folly Beach (SC). Main reason? Fish Tacos and Tecate.

48. I once owned an acoustic guitar, but I had no idea how to play anything. I just liked to hold it while listening to music.

49. Christmas is my favorite holiday.

50. I hate shaving and love growing out my facial hair when I can.

51. Sumtimez I liks to speek in lolspeek. Iz kool.

52. I once went to the Foxy Lady in Providence for a bachelor party and I was surprisingly the most well-behaved member of our group.

53. I didn’t drink in high school. I made up for lost time…

54. I despise mornings.

55. I had a “celebrity” crush on Cara from Real World Chicago. Soon after the season ended, she was at UConn and I got to meet her at the TV station I was working at. It was glorious.

56. My favorite drink is a Tom Collins. I always get weird looks when I order it. I generally just drink beer though.

57. When I went to Canada with my family, my dad tried to teach me a lesson about how quickly you can lose money in a casino. He gave me $20 bucks and told me to go see how fast it went. I won $150 on a slot machine about 15 minutes later. Lesson was lost on me.

58. I think it’s funny when white people get all uneasy when they try to describe a black person. Some people apparently believe calling a black person “black” is racist.

59. Although I never eat breakfast, it has been scientifically proven that it consists of the greatest foods.

60. I love kids….for about 15 minutes and then they kinda lose their luster and become rather annoying.

61. Albums I could listen to all the way through without skipping any tracks:
Dave Matthews Band – Before These Crowded Streets and any of their live albums
Third Eye Blind – Self-Titled
Blink-182 – Self-Titled or The Mark, Tom, and Travis Show
Brand New – Deja Entendu

62. I should spend so much more time outside than I currently do.

63. I should also work out.

64. I almost always wear a hat when I go out. Sadly, a lot of Charleston bars have a no hat rule. Apparently, only gang members wear hats or the bars are so classy their patrons can not be seen with a hat on.

65.  Although I love their clothes, American Eagle annoys the crap out of me. Everything has a gigantic eagle or the company name emblazoned across the entire article of clothing.

66. I am not a fan of organized religions, but consider myself some kind of Christian-Deist hybrid.

67. I’m jealous of people who know their family heritage. I know very little about my family’s past.

68. Craiglist is like a train wreck. Sometimes I just have to go there and check out the crazy things people post on there.

69. When I’m sad, I like to sleep.

70. There is nothing better than tailgating at a football game.

71. Muhammad Ali may be the coolest person that ever lived.

72. Anytime I get Chinese food I order Roast Pork Lo Mein

73. I love rocking chairs.

74. I rub my nose way too much.

75. I’m a sucker for Ben & Jerry’s.

76. Zaxby’s is the greatest restaurant you’ve never heard of.

77. I don’t want to get married in a church. I want it to be outside. I know I will have zero say on this matter however.

78. The toes next to my big toes are longer than my big toes. Someone told me this meant I was going to be famous someday. That person was incorrect.

79. I still have my favorite childhood stuffed animal.

80. Steak and mashed potatoes may be the best meal in history.

81. If I could have a superpower, it would be the ability to stop time.

82. I hate Massachusetts.

83. I also hate that people can smoke in bars in most towns down here. Thankfully, Charleston bars are off limits.

84. Even though I’m a guy, I couldn’t care any less about cars, tools, and building things.

85. I’m stubborn.

86. I hate losing at anything.

87. I missed my last college final because I got too drunk the night before and slept right through it. I somehow still passed.

88. I took an astronomy class and a course about dinosaurs in college because they seemed like they would be fun and exciting. I was incredibly wrong.

89. Is it wrong that when I just found out the Ex has mono, that I immediately hoped I would get it so I could go on short term disability from work?

90. I am contemplating buying a Mac.

91. Although I like coffee, I think tea may be better.

92. I simultaneously love and hate the human race.

93. Two weirdest places I’ve done it – golf course on the green and a laundry room.

94. I think the Spanish language can sound hot sometimes.

95. I wish I knew Spanish.

96. I own a skateboard but have only ridden it like 4 times.

97. I get weird obsessions and then tire of them. I go through tons of phases. Hence the acoustic guitar and skateboard stories.

98. I’m pretty easy-going and I try to make my life as relaxing as possible.

99. However I don’t like speaking to anyone for the first couple hours of my day.

100. I am definitely a night owl.

101. I have awful handwriting.


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Higher Education

Nothing destroys the ego more than UConn’s Alumni magazine. This is the most depressing piece of literature you will ever read. There are a bunch of photos featuring young, excited students who are having the time of their lives at various campus activities. Their eyes are full of joy and complete ignorance to what lies ahead. They have no idea that life after college sucks. Being an adult is extremely overrated.

I am so jealous of anyone who still has the pleasure to be in college. The photo showing a group of students at at soccer game reminded me of all the times I went to a sporting event (as a fan and for the radio station). I always had a great time at the game and my time was made even better knowing that the game would be followed by a night of partying with friends or playing video games with the guys.

As of that wasn’t bad enough, the most recent issue featured the “Top 40 Alumni Under 40” – or as I liked to call it “Just a Small Sampling of the People that Went to the Same Damn School As You and are Doing So Much Better In their Professional Lives Than You. Not To Mention They Are in Fields that They Love.” I graduated three (soon to be four) years ago and I have done jack shit with my life. I have a job I hate and no one respects, I have no idea how I could even weasel my way back into the fields I like at this point, and I have made no difference in this world.

This depressing magazine continued to beat me up as I approached the last tormenting pages. The Alumni Update alerts you to all the awesome things other Alums are up to. Mostly it features job promotions, marriage announcements, and of course news of children being born. This section isn’t so bad until I get to my classmates section and once again see how far others are with their professional AND personal lives.

I should do myself a favor and just throw this thing out the next time it comes in.


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