Ooops… when I uploaded my site on the new server I uploaded an old diary page. Gary reminded me otherwise I would have forgotten intirely. Now if I can get the archives to show up I would be thrilled silly. Ooops… too late. (I am soooo funny, aren’t I?)

Anyway, the truck is working well and I had to drive to Mesquite, Nevada this week which is 100 miles away and it performed like a star! I will have pictures soon… as soon as I can anyway. It has to go in for some minor work next week and we keep talking about a road trip somewhere… we have most of the stuff to go camping. We are also talking about a trip to Disneyland, too. So, who knows.

Other things include talk of moving from Las Vegas. I have been really struggling with the fact that I cannot find work here. I have a job part time in retail that is sometimes good and sometimes very boring. My contract work is keeping money coming in, but how long can I keep that up? I have no health insurance, no life insurance, no dental… blah blah blah. If I get sick in any serious way I will be wrecked! Anyway, we talked about moving. I seem to be focused on Seattle or on Boston, but I left a lot of ghosts in Boston. Soooo… Seattle is ahead in the race for my gracing presence.

Anyway, let me get this posted… talk soon!

Uriels Lantern will be going away for a little while soon because I am switching servers. I have been dragging my feet over the process for that and other web sites of mine to have a new home I can afford. So… bare with me.

I got new new trucklast night. I can now drive with more than one passenger and AND have the dog in the back too. I got a Ford Explorer. It’s a huge leap from my Ranger in that is is very comfortable and has 2 more sylinder-thingies. It’s got electric everything… doors, locks, drivers wheel.. etc. Way cool.

My payments will not go up that much more either. I got my insurance updated, too. Yipee for me. Scott

I have been feeling very stressed again lately. I wish I could relax. Adolfo and I got into a discussion about POT last night and it has been a very very long time since I smoked it… at least two or three years. I recall how it was the only thing, even the slightest puff, that could help me relax. Because it is illegal and has some harmful effects… I do not indulge. I wish there was something….

The dog crapped on the carpet twice this week. After three years suddenly this damn dog decides to fertilze the carpets! Oh I was pissed off! I had to rent a carpet cleaning machine this morning in my pajamas. Ergh… I will be cleaning tonight. yippeee….

Anyway… I might be on-line tongiht. Who knows? Talk soon!

I am really trying to update this much better. I have been very busy juggling life, school, Adolfo, and other things that I drop the smaller balls. No… this is not a dirty pun.

In the last entry Adolfo and I were arguing. That lasted close to a week, but we managed to get it back together. The problem is we are both pretty damn stubborn. Things have been good for a while again and though we have had the occasional close call… it all makes a difference when one of us is willing to drop the blame-game. Though, everyone should know, it’s his fault. (oops)

Adolfo’s sister and niece have been here since Saturday. I also have been trying to play hostess here and yet have been really busy as well. They took us out for dinenr last night then we went to go and see the x-men. We went to Todai for dinner… the one here in Las Vegas WAS a great place to eat but it has been going down hill. It’s a japanese restaurant but nearly every person preparing food there is fucking Mexican! The assholes can barely speak english! They do not even know the names of Japanese dishes.

Oi Vay! I was also at PF Changs on Friday night and was watching the kitchen staff. They are all Mexican too! One Asian dude was the supervisor… but damn… these kitchens are going to hell. Cheap labor, hard workers, good cooks, arogant butt heads … it’s just amazing. This is just one more sign of this countries decline WHEN these people have to represent the company image to the public. As a culinary student, I imagine that unless I am willing to be underpaid and have to work with people who cannot speak english, I can expect that a job in this field is out of my reach.

Frustration. I was working for Grand Lux Cafe (an arm of Cheesecake Factory) and had to work with a wad a Mexican cooks. 50% assholes 25% egomaniacs, and 15% nice guys. Yeah yeah yeah… I am missing a percentage… that missing percentage will be my “benefit of the doubt”.

I did NOT START THIS ENTRY to bitch about crappy labor practices. In fact.. I understand it. Get crap employees to pump out a corporate product and save big money. Problem is some people will fixate on the fact I used Mexicans as my subject. Not.. get over it… open your brain… do not be totally stupid.

Bet that helped my case!

I have mid terms this week and I am stressing. I am hoping that making a diary entry will let me vent my thoughts and be relieved to sleep. Adolfo is out tonight with his sister at a club and I hope they are having fun. It is nice to have an evening alone. I called in sick to work tonight and I feel bad about it… could not be helped. I also have not had a day off in over a month and am starting to melt…

Dog accidently hit me in the face and I have two cuts… one is deep. Tom scartched me under the eye and just tore the skin a little. Second one made a deep gash on my nose. I look like I was beat up. I’ll tell everyone that Adolfo beat me…

The Las Vegad version of “The Burning Bed” … HA HA HA HA HA HA

New issues. Adolfo and I had words one evening at a Thai Restaurant we eat at regularly. It started over something so minor that it is unbelievable. It was over the Smallville episode from the week before… oi vay.

Anyway, we have been at odds all week since Tuesday night. Here is the e-mail I sent him today… keep in mind we have barely been speaking….

I am writing the things I do not seem to be able to say to you as you have done through this e-mail before. You have written me some lovely e-mail that made me feel very good in the past.

In recent days I feel like there is a wall between us that only seems to be growing thicker and thicker. I feel like you are drifting further away from me with every moment. We have spent the whole week not relating to each other at all.

So what is happening? This week has been painfully long and I feel like you are a thousand miles away. I feel like you have given up on the relationship. I feel like you finally decided I was too much of a bad person and have given up.

I depend on you to be stronger than me and maybe that is a mistake. Maybe it is not fair for me to do that to you?

I still love you very much. The longer these arguments happen and the longer that the animosity perpetuates it builds a shell around my heart and makes it harder and harder for me to feel. When I say that… I mean to say that it’s like a callus on the skin… your rub it and rub it and it gets thicker and thicker until it is harder to feel through it.

Does that make sense?

I want things to be good. I want to be able to hold you at night and be able to put my leg against yours when we are sleeping. I was angry last night because I could not do that. I was angry last night because I cannot be intimate with you by touching you. NOT because you would not let me … more because I feel like there is a huge wall running through the center of the bed and this shell around my feelings… it’s my fault. It’s me! BUT… the only way I feel the wall can break down is if you do it.

I think I am making you very unhappy. I think I am hurting you. I do not want to do that. I am starting to wonder if you would be happier without me.

Well… let me know.

I Love You!

Look.. more than 10 days since my last update. Well, this has been a week for sure. It is interesting how the cosmos makes things happen. Anyone who doubts fate and the universe should live my life. How I can communicate the happenings to you? I do not suppose I can, so take my word for it.

My two best freinds on the planet out of most of my life contacted me in the last week. 1 was out of the blue while the other… I knew was coming, but WOW.

Ed called from Long Beach and we talked for a long while. I am sure she… I mean he must be seen in my photo gallery SOMEWHERE as for a long time Ed was never far from the camera. Then again, he is mostly featured frp, 1990 to 1996. I was so nice chatting with him and catching up. I hope I hope I hope he comes to see us soon form Long beach with his new BF! OH MY GAWD… Ed has a BF that has lasted 4 months! What good news!

Terry was my best freind in high school. We met in my sophomore year and we hung really tight until long after high school. We graduated in 1982 from a place in the middle of the desert. Annnnnnyway… he took Adolfo and I out to dinner at a regular haunt of our at the MGM. I think we talked almost 3 hours and we probably bored hig beutiful wife Cathy and son Cory to death. NOW… the problem is I know both of them read my diary now and half of Visalia (so I hear). SO.. I have to be careful and honest about what I write…. honesty becuase it is a beast inside me that must remain true…

Well, it was like 20 years never passed. Seeing Terry was like we were going to hang out on another Saturday evening and shill out together… go to a movie… whatever. It was so good seeing Terry again! I cannot say how much this week has meant in that sense. I miss my friends SOOOOOOOOOOOOO much and here in Las Vegas that is a commodity rarer than any precious gem.

Cathy and Corey were super adorable and sweet and nice and wonderful. I hope we maintain a freindship!

Today I made Easter dinner. I made a spiral cut ham with a nice crust on it. Corn Pudding, Greens Salad with a dressing I made, Roasted Veg from a marinade I made, and my garlic/cheese biscuits. This was a very very good dinner I made. I also made a coconut cream pie with a grahma and roasted almond crust; all topped with merengue. Delicious! Yet no one… NOT ONE OF THEM appreciated the meal. ADOLFO DID, but he is an angel anyway. I WAS SO PISSED AND DISAPOINTED AFTER ALL THAT WORK AND TRIUMPH! I will get over it, but I told Adolfo that I do not think those people will be invited back for dinner again.

We need new friends. We need real freinds. ….

I am off to bed… nighty

The angels special last night was on the History Channel. It was interesting… Cher is on tonight with her farewell performance. She is good. I bet my ex Brian is swimming in his own joy tonight. He’s a devoted Cher loyalist and worshiper. I would not be surprised that he was in the audience during the taping of the show. Oi…

He songs make me feel sad and meloncholy. They bring back a lot of memories and not until you’re listening or watching do you realize just how much this bitch has done. She is phenomenal. Why is Celen Dion at the Forumn at Ceasars????? It should be Cher!

Time for bed. Nighty night!

I am neglecting my diary again. What a poop I am. This is my one year anniversary with Adolfo. All last week we fought about something new and old every day. I was so ready to walk away and close the door on some bad memories. BUT, things seem to have come back full circle. I think if we are going to celebrate an anniversary we need to figure out exactly WHAT that date will be. I’ll be sure to elt you know.

School has been stressful. I am almost paid out through next year, but I am struggling to make ends meet here. I went to school without a book, but one fell into my hands. I could not afford it. But thank God and my spirits that I had someone-thing looking out for me. Now if I could get that angel to give me an extra boost with some more extra cash.

I visited the Nevada Small Business Development… something with an A … this week. I got some good feedback, but have more work to put into the business plan. Anyway, I will try and update more of this tomorrow. Something on Discovery channel in the next room is calling my attention. Some special on angels?????

On Monday night, Adolfo and I spent a nice evening together. I was so upset by him from words we had on Saturday, that it took me THAT long to cool down. Oh, I was so ticked… it’s funny HOW we are together some times. He was apologetic, but apologetic for issues we both have. We started doing some things anew with each other like taking the puppy dog for long walks at night and getting a little exercise. I also made some nice dinners! It was coooool!

Anyway… only ONE PERSON repsonded to my last diary entry. God it was gothic! God it was dismal! But… I was writing from my gut!

Later homies… oh! Today was my last final exam. There is a good chance I am looking at B’s across the board. Yippee!

In case anyone was wondering…. I am a complete mental defect! I am deluded. I am borderline insane. I live in a fantasy world so bent and twisted that I should be something other than what I am. What does that mean? Well, I have been doing a lot of reflecting again lately and struggling with some things in life. I am stratching at the gravel tring to escape a sink-hole of life and putting on a mask to appear like everything is good and solid.

It’s all a lie. I am a marter dangling from a gallow, my feet kicking as my fingers bleed trying to loosen the rope from around my neck. I scream out and no one can hear me. I ask for help and people cannot see me. I need guidance but I am not worthy. My audience is laughing at me as I struggle to breath. I am my own clown and no one takes a clown seriously.

These rantings seem unfiltered, but they all make sense as I write them out. I understand the meaning of them all, but do not ask me to explain them. They sound pathetic and full of self-pity. They are self demeaning and echo naked and unheard. I am alone. I am denied and again… I am unworthy.

My life is swollowing me whole and knashing me with it’s teeth. I would shed the coat of weight that holds me back if it did not fit so well. I would fly but the anchors hold me restrained; with hooks through my flesh and my eyes blind folded. I reach out and I feel the cold.

…… makes you wonder? Makes me wonder? I am a man born with wings but I took root. A man can not live with wings and roots? Nah…