Shit it's cold.

Tonight was a good night, I ended up going out with Ariana for some sort of social for her building downtown. Had a good time (minus the beer spilled on my pants) and drank some free beer (always a plus!) Last night we checked out a Tapas place on Michigan Ave. Food was amazing, since I never tried Tapas before I let Ariana order for us and she did an awesome job. To be honest she said the food was great, but I wouldn't have been able to tell because the company you are with usually can sour or improve the taste in your mouth. As I said the food was amazing!

Yo Tengo es...blow me...

Why in the fuck do I have to take Spanish? I am a political science major...is there ever anytime that I will need to speak Spanish? Maybe if Mexico stops serving alcohol and everyone isn't hungover or sleeping all day they might have some political clout...Spain...where?

Anyhow a little annoyed since I can read the shit but as soon as I hear it I have no idea.

Other than that not much is really new...I am a retard and missed Roger Clyne last night because I got the dates wrong...I am fuckin awesome.

Singed my lease on my new place today which means I have to buy furniture and stuff that I didn't feel like moving...Sadly, I will probably spend more on my chef knife and saute pan than the couch I buy.

Missed out on hanging with someone tonight because we both are busy with school.

There is someone I hope feels guilty every time she looks at someone, but hey I am not a hypocrite. All I know is I could never look at my significant other after having a "thing" with someone while I was with them. I have proof that I have a little white angel and a little red devil.

Awesome night in Chicago

Today my friend Joey called me and asked me if I wanted to go to a music fest downtown Chicago. He is a lifelong friend of mine and I have had a crush on his sister forever now. We ended up hanging out and having a blast then driving to the ghetto so I could say hi to his Grandma. Not a long blog but just enough to say there is so much to do in this city and I wouldn't trade it for anything now.

vroom vroom

So I have been thinking lately...I need a motorcycle...here are my thoughts on that.

1. A motorcycle could be really fun to own during the nicer months in Chicago

2. A motorcycle could be really easy to park around Chicago

3. I love riding motorcycles and miss my old one

4. Chicks dig motorcycles

of course there are some cons to this idea:

1. I am pretty wreckless in a car; just imagine me on something more agile

2. In the middle of one of the largest cities on Earth may not be the best place to get back into something like this

3. Potholes

4. There are a lot of really cold shitty months here

Honestly, I do impulsive things so sooner or later I'll probably end up buying some sort of cafe racer bike. Maybe I have a death wish or maybe I just like to push the limits. Maybe both. All I know is that this is something I have been thinking of for some time and now may be the right time. I figure by the time I am older I might have a family or kids that would make me not want to put any extra risk into my life that wasn't needed.

BTW...I started learning Spanish today at school...There really is a difference from Mexican Spanish and proper Spanish. Everyone was kinda surprised the guy who lived so close to Mexico and managed kitchens full of Spanish only speaking people couldn't understand a bit.

So some thoughts:

I really never thought I would be the blogger type person...But it keeps me busy when I am trying to not do something productive so what the hell.

Today I have been thinking...damn, I have been in Chicago long enough to have gotten something productive done...Well other than going to class and making friends with my new favorite bartended...not so much...

On one hand I feel more at home here now since I finally unloaded my car and went back to Phoenix this weekend and realized that it isn't home anymore. It started out as a great weekend but turned sour Sunday night when someone special and I decided some things needed to happen to be 100%...I don't hold grudges so thats fine. Then when I finally made it by my Dad's house to grab a few things I had remembered I needed in Chicago, it felt cold, like I was only a visitor.

I got home Monday morning and things felt right again. All the way from O'Hare to my train station I felt comfortable. All of a sudden I don't get lost driving. I find parking spots close to where I need to be. I talk to more people. I actually watch White Sox games...(ok, I am not proud of that last part).

Maybe it is just the natural progression...Maybe my love for this city came back today while I drove around. Parin and I walked up and down the Magnificent Mile tonight snapping pictures and taking in a wonderful late Summer night in Chicago and then hit a few spots around State Street. Maybe that is what I needed to remind me there was a reason I came here and that there really is no place like this on Earth.

You stay classy Chicago!