Damn. It’s been a whole year. More than a year.
Some important moments:
Hurricane Harvey destroying not only my home, but millions of others. I’m a literal hurricane refugee.
Where did I seek refuge? Chicago.
What happened in Chicago? I became a single man again (ending a 4- year relationship)
Melania’s “I don’t really care, do you?” coat
President Trump and his “loyal” supporters have come out of the woodwork.
Fell under the Starbucks curse of “Partner of the Quarter.” Being liked is not the same as respected. And, at a job like mine was at Starbucks, a survival job- I was expected to do far too much for far too long for far too little compensation.
I joined the team at Foxtrot co.- so far, so good. Longer shifts. But, less work. As a small, but quickly growing millennial company, I feel like I beat a punch. There’s opportunity for advancement- close enough that I can feel it.
Joshuaa moved to Chicago.
Josh and I live together at the moment in my zoo!
Cassie visited for Saint Patrick’s Day (Iconic), and is now moving to Chicago in less than two weeks. We’ll share a gorgeous two bedroom, two bathroom (WHAT?) near the water in Uptown/Lakeview.
Trixie won All Stars. Aquaria won Season 10.
RuPaul has said some cringeworthy things about trans- and black members of society, highlighting the problem of white washing, and white sympathizing.
I’ve learned to deal with the consequences of my actions. Really, I’ve learned that they’re real.
I’m still sad about the break up, as I expected, but feel like it’s been a breath of fresh air. I want it to stay that way. I need more space. If there’s not trust, there’s not real friendship. I don’t think I’ll ever fully be ready to be friends with him again. I prefer to keep the good memories. Any more is toxic.
Zack Varela renewed my love of theatre, and introduced me to more of Chi-town than I would’ve if he hadn’t visited as a tourist.
I cheated; technically he didn’t cheat. Doesn’t make it better for me.
Joined a choir.
I lost my ID drunkenly on the bus.
I became an official Illinois resident!!
Got cast in an opera.
Got cast in a cabaret. Speaking of, I need to produce it.
Lots of artists here. A little daunting. But, there’s more opportunity.
Watched a lot of TV.
Realized the extent of my depression.
Told an ugly girl (not to her face) that she looks like Sarah Huckabee Sanders on an off-day… not that it’s untrue.
Went to my first Chicago Pride; Market Days; Saint Patrick’s Day.
Flirted a bit. Some successful, Some not.
Experienced firsthand the power of “No.”
Made and lost a best friend.
Quit a job dramatically.
Learned how to live without AC- a lot of fans.
Got into a few clubs without IDs (EPIC)
Made friends with a talented drag queen– I’ve always thought they were too scary, or too extra
Fought with said drag queen friend in boy drag as a coworker. “I need to talk to you.”
Fought an addiction. Lost it at moments, and am currently conquering it.
Stopped editing photos as much.
Realized my hair is thinning. I think it’s due to stress. Or the GMO Foods I eat.
Learned about the $6 Pick Two at Burger King.
Learned how to stretch out $100 in two weeks.
Learned to appreciate what I have way more.
Laughed at the old Ryan who would waste $20 every two days on massages, or $400 a week on groceries I wouldn’t eat.
Lots of good night talks with the bestie, Josh.
Learned a lot from a young woman named Mariah. Her life is a story book at 20.
Tried out Tinder.
I want drama. I want there to be more drama.