Moving Slowly

It’s been a sort of slow month. Wish I could say otherwise, but that would be to much to dream for.

Some of the highlights have been a friend’s birthday, and my cousin Debbie and her husband Matt’s Anniversary as well as my sister Laura and her husband John’s first Anniversary.

TV seems to be my sole escape from the trivialities I like to call life, along with the Toronto Public  Library http://www.torontopubliclibrary.ca thank Gawd!! The new TV season fortunately seems to be a good one, introducing such new shows as Threshold, Surface, Invasion, 5 days to Midnight, Reunion, and a slew of others, as well as bringing back some fan favourites.

My love life is still non-existent. Big surprise. Tom, the guy I mentioned in a previous entry, seems to have wound up being a closet-cunt, only able to deal with relationships/friendships that are only thru the various messenger services, etc… and the moment they start moving too close to reality, he backs off. All the while acting the innocent and essentially dumping any responsibility onto the hands of whatever person is dumn enough to fall for his charms (me in this case.). Guess I clued in finally after the umpteenth death in the family. He’s beginning to run out. Hope he doesn’t wind up being an imaginary orphan.

Moving on… Justin has finally moved out of his parents place into a lovely little space on Wellesley/Bay. He’s renting the sun room from someone, but is happy with his decision. Apparently he’s been making the most out of the new locale, by sleeping with someone new everyday almost. Lucky whore!

Brian has gone and finally got himself a job working at Dominion. Kudos for him. It will be a big help to his ego.

I have started finally some volunteer work down in my building’s library. I do this twice a week for a couple of hours on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

I’m participating in a research project for a Dr. Maurice Poon, on Violence in Gay Relationships. Hopefully this will allow the man to get his doctorate, as well as providing valuable new insights for the future. Anyone who wishes to contribute their experience to this project can email him at  utoronto.research@gmail.com.

I’m looking forward to the movie Serenity (www.serenitymovie.com) which will hopefully wrap up some of the outstanding story lines left over from Josh Whedon’s Firefly series, and perhaps garner enough new interest to bring it back to television.

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And the War of Stupidity goes on

“Chris:

I understand via my mother that you called me a few days ago.  In future, should you need to contact me for any reason, please do so by e-mail.  Both of our interests would be better served if a record was kept of any communication that is exchanged.

Furthermore, I am aware that you have spent the past two months trashing me in every way, shape and form that you can think of.  I have tried to maintain a friendly relationship with you and, apparently this is the result.  Therefore, do not expect that relationship to continue in the face of your behaviour.  Everyone has limits and, you have far exceeded mine.

Pamela”

I called Pamela’s apartment the other day to see how her visit to her dear friend Claire’s gravesite went. Little did I realize that this was yet another mistake I made in my declining relationship with her.

For the record, with the exception of here, where I post my thought, both good and bad, I don’t talk to the residents about my problems. I had not even given Pamela a thought since my entry back in July, until the day she waltzed into the library, acting like nothing had happened the previous month, and then started in on my blog a few weeks later.

John Corso, a fellow resident here in the building, has advised me that it’s best to keep things here with residents on an impersonal basis. I think it’s excellent advice, based on the cliques I have observed and the internal politics.

incidentally, my reply to this email was short and succinct:

“Pamela,

This coming from you? Why don’t you just keep popping your pills and go malign someone else?”

Petty, I know, but this is what it has come down to. Since I apparently try to ruin everything here, what recourse do I have?

I’m just going to continue working on my own projects, listen to the residents when they have something of concern to say regarding the building, and just mind my own business from now on.