judecorp | Morrissey, I will let you speak for me...

Good times for a change
see, the luck I've had
can make a good man turn bad

So please please please
let me, let me, let me
let me get what I want this time

Haven't had a dream in a long time
see, the life I've had
can make a good man bad

So for once in my life
let me get what I want
Lord knows it would be the first time
Lord knows it would be the first time

~//~

I talked to Baga today. Tomorrow Dad goes for endoscopy (or whatever it's called) so they can assess the damage and the situation, but Dad says he's feeling much better. Baga says Dad hasn't looked this good in years - the fluid is gone in his lungs and things, his blood sugar is stable, and he hasn't smoked in days (yay!). Baga is still planning, as far as right now, to go to New Years. If /he/ is going to New Years, that means /I/ can go to New Years. He went back up to Boston tonight, so that means that there's hope.

As my beloved Morrissey croons, "Please please PLEASE let me get what I want." Please.

~//~

My Secret Pal at the internship was Christa, who is one of the people I really like and is really cool. She's my age, and got me a bright yellow smurf tshirt. It's a little small (damn those babydoll tshirts!) but I am going to wear the damned thing anyway. Yeah. I'll be so Emo. Heh.

Coworker Hope got me a new piece of jewelry for my tongue. It's a much shorter barbell than I've had for the last 6 years, and it's weird getting used to it. But it has two acrylic balls on either end that are rainbow striped. It is so way cool! It was even Megan-approved.

That makes me think of the Magpie. She makes them sound like a superhero duo: Coworker Hope and her Sometimes Sidekick Megan. Hee hee. Mag makes me smile.

My beloved Jenn said that she would come down to see me when I went home for the holidays, in the event that I can't go to New Years. Jenn totally rocks! I just love her to pieces.

A student at Reynoldsburg Junior High asked me today when I was walking the halls if I was a student. Ha! I really /am/ a 14-year-old boy! Actually, I think he probably just thought there was no way I could be a teacher or principal. I laughed like crazy, and so did all of the 13-year-old girls who were walking with me (my divorce group).

Went to Cap City for the internship holiday lunch. I had an atlantic salmon blt, minus the bacon. Mmmmmmm. So good. So good. And we got a big Cap City chocolate cake and I went into chocolate overload. And my Secret Pal didn't know it was me! Score!

Trying to think positively. After all, Dad is feeling better. There really isn't much better than that. And if I don't get to go to New Years, at least I will see Jenn and Magpie said she would visit me, and I could always head to NY for a day to catch my Jodie.

I really really REALLY want to be able to go to New Years in Delaware. REALLY.

Haven't had a dream in a long time, see, the life I've had can make a good man bad. So for once in my life, let me get what I want.

~//~

My name is Jude and I like girls... a lot. Oh, and I'm a homosexual.