Today was the first day abck to school. It went okay. I have a new teached whom I have not warmed up to yet. He seems okay and he seems like a competant feller and all. We will see. I just want to learn some cool stuff.

For the next three weeks we will be studying Mediterreanean Cuisine. This week will feature Spain!

Anyway, I had to work late last night at Sur La Table. I was really busy which I like. After I got home Adolfo and I stayed up to nearly 2 in the morning just talking. I have been dragging my tits through the dirt all morning. We are going to bed early tonight. Yeah, baby… TO SLEEP!

I had a wonderful weekend with Adolfo so far. Friday night we went to go see LXG and just as the movie started we got into a fight and then when we got home we made up. He turned evil for a few hours… surprise.

Since then we have had a good day. We had a very romantic kind of day yesterday. We rolled around i bed in the morning like idiots, then went out for lunch to Pizza Hut. Shopped for a bit at the Boulevard Mall. I got a hat on clearance from the GAP… wha-hooo. Then we cam home and took a nap. Oh my goodness it was a great afternoon of laying naked in bed escaping the summer heat under the cieling fan!

Today I have to work. SprintPCS is demanding money… ashholes! I paid them so they can kiss my lilly white ass. Oh, and it’s white too!

Anyway, no one is reading my diary anymore. Poor me. No one loves Scott anymore. Boo-hoo… bastards. I never hear from people no more… what’s up with that? Love ya – mean it.

Oh my hell… it’s Friday and 114 degrees predicted outside. 90 degrees at 4 am this morning and it is going to be the same through next week at least.

I am so stressed out right now over all kinds of the usual things. I wish I could be more confident and self secure about a list of things… primarily money and being able to pay bills. Our cash is so tight right now.

Obviously I do not have a lot to talk about in my diary today. I do not want to gobble up time with the usual bitching and griping. Adolfo is good and Tom the Dawg is also good. My truck is running well and school kicks off again on Monday.

I have discovered I am probably repsonsible for my own stress. I am responsible for all my problems… I wish I had someone else to blame and be angry with about. Then I could sue him/her or whatever. Ergh… ha ha ha.

I guess I have a few things I am going to mention:

1. I had another one of those nights, last night, wherein I dream about a lot of little things and lot of them are very stressful. I cannot remember any of them which sucks. I tossed and turned all night. It’s wierd what happens with stress and physical reactions from it.

2. Money issues are still prevalent. My budget to the end of month is not looking especialy good. Ergh! Stress!

3. Went to go see Pirates of the Carribean last night and it was soooooooooooo good. I went in with no clue what to expect. I was thinking it might be a nice, safe, family film. Oh my goodness… it was so well put together. Only one scene near the end was tripe… but the movie as a whole was great. Johnny Depp was funny as hell. Orlando Bloom… still sexy as hell! Adolfo kept making comments to me about Orlando and I was laughing, because he knows I would be all over that boy if I ever saw him.

4. We also saw T3 a few days ago. Great opening sequence… good movie for the most part… sucked bad on the end! Ruined everything… Arnie shold have stayed home or went to run for Governor instead of working on this one. What happen to audience testing? sheesh!

5. LXG coming on Friday!!! I will be there! See it on Movies.Com!

No dream updates, no anger at Adolfo, nothing special today to report. Who knows how long I can keep this doary updated properly with school starting on Monday. I am stressing stressing stressing over so many things right now.

Money is my usual issue. We are way tight with cash right now and I am getting worried about rent for August. I always stress over these things and in the end they tend to work out. Oi Vay I hope this works out… Since I got a new truck (new is 1997 Ford Explorer) with Drive Time my payments and expenses related to it have been higher than before.

Wouldn’t it be lovely if I could live without worrying about bills every month? Oh well…

Today the plan is to go to the gym, IRS, meet Kieth and got shopping at International Market, then get Adolfo, get dinner, then see Pirates of the Carribean!!!!!! I have all the movies printed out from Movies.Com .. yippee!

I got my grades yesterday from school and I want to rub Kieth’s nose into it…

A- Chacuterie Class

B+ Hors doeuvres

A- Pantry

A Nutrition

98% on my Nutrician Certification

I’m a weiner! .. I mean winner… ha ha ha

I do not remember my dreams last night…. but this was another morning where it was hard to get my ass out of bed. Kieth called me last night, Kieth is a pal of mine from school, thinking I was dreaming about him the night before. Wishful THINKING tiger… ha ha ha.

You know, I have had one dream a lot… in fact I have had this dream at least 4 times:

I dream I feel a loose tooth. Bottom row, front most, and it freaks me out. I feel is loose with my tongue, hold it and feel it come out. Then I push it back in and it stays. Sometimes it stays loose.

That was the whole thing… the truth is I have two front teeth that are really pushed together and it bugs the hell out of me. I have not found a dentist that ever took me seriously and I will probably never get it fixed properly. Out of all the dentists in my life only one has shown competence… and would you be surprised he was an Army dentist???? I was surprised.

I had this dream this morning and it bothered me… this is for real.

I was in France and I was sitting in the back seat of a small car with another guy (I believe it was Ashton Kutcher) and we were waiting for a third man (call him Kieth for now). Anyway, we were parked at the front driveway to a gas station and while there we were there to see someone. This was someone we were getting something from (like drugs or secret information or somethng like that)

I saw two guys in a small car drive through the close by intersection and get stuck in the mud. Ashton and I got out to help, but they pushed their own way out before we could help… so Ashton and I got back into the car.

The third guy (Kieth) came back to the car and drove off aparently aggitated. He decided to drive through the gas station where there was a uniformed attendant trying to prevent us from driving through. Kieth continued through. Keep in mind that everything was consistent… because it was still a French gas station.

The next thing I knew we were being taken into custody and being questioned by Bernie Mac in a black suit. Bernie was suggesting we did something wrong, but one of us was going to have to ‘give up our ass’ before we would be released. ((Funny how I remember that line specifically from what he said)). Kieth was escorted out and Ashton was sitting in a chair in the back of the room like an automiton as I was talking to Berni Mac.

During my talk with Bernie Mac I discovered there was something stuck to the bottom of my shoe that I had tracked into the room. I thought it was dog shit with leaves stuck through it. Bernie went to get something for me to clean up with when I took off my shoes and pants to clean it. I discovered that it was actually melted sugar with leaves in it that I peeled right off and picked up all in one sheet.

Having discovered that it was not a real mess I dressed again and could see Bernie Mac returning up the hall moving toward me in slow motion. Ashton was mindless in a chair in the back of the room. I walked to the next room where I found Kieth asleep in a t-shirt.

This is where I first realize WHO Kieth is having not seen his face anywhere previously. (Kieth is a guy I knew and had a crush on when I was 17 years old*). He was in bed and was acting strange as if he was traumatized. There was an implication, without saying it, that he was sexually assaulted by Bernie Mac???

I was strongly suspicious about the assault and the arrest. It looked like Kieth had just woke up but he would not deny or admit to the sexual encounter, but seemed to want the suspicion to exist. I tried talking to Kieth in order to be supportive, but soon I was down the hall and realized the interrogation was taking pace in a hotel. Down the hall I was in the hotel Kitchen and Bernie Mac was in a hurry to leave.

Bernie told us we could leave as he was dressing… at this point he was just putting on his jacket. I was asked about something excahnged at the gas station and I was puzzled. I was questionaing about why we were in a hotel? I was wondering about the sexual situation with Kieth? I was puzzled.

At this point I woke up and was fixated on this dream. I get these add dreams once in a while and I am mistified. It is as if I am supposed to get some kind of message fom them? Curious, huh?

As I checked back on this entry I realized there is a chance that “Kieth” may be also be Barbara Eden’s (I Dream of Jeannie fame) from a picture I saw of him this weekend. He looked like Kieth when he was younger.

Wierd, huh?

Ergh… we made up last night. But something I realized… that when I am mad at him I tend to voice it a lot here on this diary. I do not talk so much about the good things. I would say about 75% of the time he and I are really good with each other. Not long ago I might have said it was 50/50. I also consider that the last fight we had was probably really my fault it got to the level it did… no it was his fault.

I remembered an e-Mail that Kathy (Terry’s Hot Mama) sent me about relationships. I even brought it up in our first conversation last night in 3 days. I got to tell you all though, this was the closest I was to breaking up with him. Ergh!

He is at the pool right now chilling out and I have to be at work by 1… this month is looking painfully tight again. DAMN I am frustrated with our financial situation. We should both be doing better! Who says??? By what standard am I measuring it? MINE!

Friend Kieth has a date tonight with a woman. We were all thinking he was gay gay gay gay gay… but he is out to prove us wrong. He met a real live woman and we are going on a double date to all-you-can-eat-sushi… yummers. So I will produce a report as soon as I can.

Stil updatng sites of mine. Yo can see http://www.urielslantern.com, http://www.halonet.com, and http://www.ahn2x.net if you like….?

Sybil is back… she landed after worklast night and the many faced of eve changed about 6 times in 5 minutes. She was in a mood, then I got into a mood, then she went up my nose like a jet plane!

I admit that I have made some culinary mistakes in the past. Afterall… I am learning a lot and feel that I have finally decended and landed in my cooking skills. Anyway, I made a nice dinner last night and Sybil turned up her nose at it saying “I do not like it”. Bitch bitch bitch bitch……… dman she has bitched about my cooking a lot lately. I pointed that fact out and Sybils says: “Well, then don’t cook for me anymore.”

FINE!!!!!

Anyway… I am contemplating divorce! Ooops we were never married! Separate bedrooms? A sharp kick in the ass? Ergh, she is pissing me off! We ahve been doing so well and this is a setback big time. Anywa, talk soon.

Is anybody reading this? Is anybody send me e-Mail? Someone let me know the love is still out there for me, please. Send me e-mail! I barely get anything from anybody anymore. Andres? Rodrigo? Gary? Chip? Terry or Kathy? Cuz’n Raechel? Ian? Pumpkin Man? Where or where are my sympathetic ears? Where or where can they be?