Wow. So, April happened.
I’m sorry I’ve been so quiet, but life has been insanely busy.
The PMP exam went well – I passed! The proctor at the Prometric center said it was also a record time, too… Heh. Good to know I’ve still got it. (After I took the GRE, I was dancing down Clark Street downtown…)
The furry con after the PMP was abso-fucking-lutely amazing. I went in with the intention of turning my brain off after that damn exam – I knew when I scheduled things that I’d either be consoling myself or celebrating at the con, and it was some great celebrating.
Things at Big Fuckin’ Food Corp. are… much the same as ever. I’m really looking forward to getting out of there. Unfortunately, I’ve been conditioned to loathe the jobhunting process with a loathing unmatched by anybody short of Mrs. White. So, I’ve been… taking my own sweet time about getting my resume brushed up. Sadly, however, I’ve only been able to drag that out for two weeks, so I start tomorrow. Mulder has started sending me job leads, and I’m going to be doing a lot of writing of cover letters. Yay! Or… something.
Speaking of Mulder… things with him and Hal have been, all in all, fantastic. I can’t help but think every day about how lucky I am. However, of course, things ain’t perfect. Hal couldn’t make it to the con, so I… found a very nice collection of gentlemen to entertain myself with while Mulder was off elsewhere. This ended up leaving him feeling neglected, and he didn’t tell me until after we’d gotten home, and it lead to this really long Conversation, and I was tempted to overreact, and… blarg. We’re OK now, and it’s good to have these things happen from time to time, but still. It sucks from time to time. Heh.
On the other hand, Hal is moving in with his primary boyfriend soon, and it sounds like they found a nice apartment. I still have no idea what’s going to happen in the future, but I love every second I have with him, and it’s gone better than every other secondary relationship I’ve ever had. The weekend before I took the PMP, Hal and I were tripping together, and went running around a park on a riverbank. It was absolutely magical, and it only cemented how lucky I feel to have him in my life.
And, on more abstract grounds… Thanks to my general disposition and a lot of therapy, I’m really prone to introspection, to what is probably an excessive degree. However, one of the things that’s given me is a very keen eye for what I tend to refer to as my emotional weather. I recognize what’s going on right now… A quote that’s haunted me ever since I read a fantastic novel at the age of 17 is from The Magus by John Fowles.
There comes a time in each life like a point of fulcrum. At that time you must accept yourself. It is not anymore what you will become. It is what you are and always will be.
While I think there always has to be room for personal growth and change, I think there’s a lot of truth in that quote – at a certain point in your life, barring major outside influence, your personality becomes largely fixed. However, there’s a lot that can be done with presentation. Furthermore, presentation tends to be sticky, both externally and internally. However… there’s something about my headspace right now that would make it easy to change at least some things about myself – like the hobbies I spend time on, and just… my presentment to the world. And I’m spending a lot of time thinking about who I want to be when I get done with this next phase of growing up.
Man, I hope that makes sense… Otherwise, I might just be losing it.
Polymorphous perversity (Y'know - taken out of context, I must seem so strange...) 