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Jul. 3rd, 2008
Jun. 30th, 2008
Yesterday and Last Night's Tweets
- 23:41 Wisdom of the day:
Life is short. Dance more. # - 23:42 And, according to a friend, straight boys can't dance. #
Jun. 14th, 2008
Jun. 12th, 2008
Jun. 11th, 2008
I'm putting off posting about my weekend. Not having a computer to write on sucks. I'm often tempted to pay for my LJ account again just so that I can make phone posts instead. (Though I would never actually be able to listen to my own posts. I'm not sure how I would feel about that.)
I miss the way words can just flow out of me through a keyboard.
Maybe when I start getting paid more... Whenever that may be. The mythical "someday."
I miss the way words can just flow out of me through a keyboard.
Maybe when I start getting paid more... Whenever that may be. The mythical "someday."
Jun. 9th, 2008
Yesterday and Last Night's Tweets
- 02:23 OMG, club full of shirtless boys. Hellooo, pride weekend! #
May. 31st, 2008
If I had known it was harmless I would have killed it myself.
Thank you, PKD.
Thank you, PKD.
May. 29th, 2008
May. 28th, 2008
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May. 23rd, 2008
A few minor (or not) updates:
CBD:
Last Sunday, CBD gave me my first boy date. I was looking forward to it as something different. I knew it wasn't going to go well from the start. You know that thing they say about speed dating? That you only need that short time to know how things are going to go with someone? Yeah. It's totally true. Maybe not in as short of a time as those things give you, but it's true. I always know within the first ten minutes of a date if it's going to go well.
So this date... First of all, he picked a coffee shop at 8:00 on a Sunday night. Of course, they closed at 8. I got there first, so I waited for him at one of the tables outside. When he showed up, I asked if he wanted to go to one of the bars and get something to drink. After all, there we were, pretty much right in the middle of bar central in Hollywood. He said he didn't drink.
That was the first bad sign. Yes, I have plenty of friends who don't drink, but those are also the same friends who aren't much fun to go out with.
"All right, how about we go across the street for coffee then?" (Yes, there really is a coffee shop across the street from the coffee shop.) Then he told me that he didn't really like coffee either. "Tea? Do you like tea?" "Not really."
This was the second bad sign. Oh, and when it comes to CBD, you really only have two options for meeting places: Bars and coffee shops. First ten minutes? Yep.
So, how best to describe this date? Total geek. In both the positive and negative senses. He was really into computers, video games, and science fiction. But he didn't drink, didn't like coffee or tea, didn't gamble (I also learned this during the course of the night), and, worst of all, bored me. When you can have that much in common with someone and they're still boring you, something isn't right. I spent half the night hanging out with him, and I felt like I would have had more fun if I had killed the date early and just went to hang out at the bar by myself.
So that's that.
Work stuff:
Randy quit. Or was fired. Or both, really. He got into an argument with Sam (our boss, and his now former friend). Work was already pretty rough with Randy. We needed more people then. Now we've lost our best guy. Of course, now they're starting to realize that they're really in trouble, but it's a bit late for that. So work has been even busier.
In more selfish concerns, that also means that I have to find a different way home from work every night. I've been getting a ride from Mario, one of our guys who lives not too far from me, but he plans on biking home when it gets warmer. I may have some long walks home at night in my future. There is a bus I can take part of the way, but I may have to wait some time for it at that time of night.
Home:
Kelli plans to move at the beginning of August. I have to find a new roommate by then. If I can't, I'll be paying my rent by myself for a bit. I can do that, but it'd be pretty rough. I'd barely be able to make rent, bills, and food. And money matters aren't the best at this point to begin with.
I'd like to have a slightly longer period of stability and normalcy, I think. Maybe a full year, even. That'd be nice.
CBD:
Last Sunday, CBD gave me my first boy date. I was looking forward to it as something different. I knew it wasn't going to go well from the start. You know that thing they say about speed dating? That you only need that short time to know how things are going to go with someone? Yeah. It's totally true. Maybe not in as short of a time as those things give you, but it's true. I always know within the first ten minutes of a date if it's going to go well.
So this date... First of all, he picked a coffee shop at 8:00 on a Sunday night. Of course, they closed at 8. I got there first, so I waited for him at one of the tables outside. When he showed up, I asked if he wanted to go to one of the bars and get something to drink. After all, there we were, pretty much right in the middle of bar central in Hollywood. He said he didn't drink.
That was the first bad sign. Yes, I have plenty of friends who don't drink, but those are also the same friends who aren't much fun to go out with.
"All right, how about we go across the street for coffee then?" (Yes, there really is a coffee shop across the street from the coffee shop.) Then he told me that he didn't really like coffee either. "Tea? Do you like tea?" "Not really."
This was the second bad sign. Oh, and when it comes to CBD, you really only have two options for meeting places: Bars and coffee shops. First ten minutes? Yep.
So, how best to describe this date? Total geek. In both the positive and negative senses. He was really into computers, video games, and science fiction. But he didn't drink, didn't like coffee or tea, didn't gamble (I also learned this during the course of the night), and, worst of all, bored me. When you can have that much in common with someone and they're still boring you, something isn't right. I spent half the night hanging out with him, and I felt like I would have had more fun if I had killed the date early and just went to hang out at the bar by myself.
So that's that.
Work stuff:
Randy quit. Or was fired. Or both, really. He got into an argument with Sam (our boss, and his now former friend). Work was already pretty rough with Randy. We needed more people then. Now we've lost our best guy. Of course, now they're starting to realize that they're really in trouble, but it's a bit late for that. So work has been even busier.
In more selfish concerns, that also means that I have to find a different way home from work every night. I've been getting a ride from Mario, one of our guys who lives not too far from me, but he plans on biking home when it gets warmer. I may have some long walks home at night in my future. There is a bus I can take part of the way, but I may have to wait some time for it at that time of night.
Home:
Kelli plans to move at the beginning of August. I have to find a new roommate by then. If I can't, I'll be paying my rent by myself for a bit. I can do that, but it'd be pretty rough. I'd barely be able to make rent, bills, and food. And money matters aren't the best at this point to begin with.
I'd like to have a slightly longer period of stability and normalcy, I think. Maybe a full year, even. That'd be nice.
May. 22nd, 2008
Yesterday and Last Night's Tweets
- 03:28 Sitting in the dome waiting for IJ to start. #
May. 12th, 2008
Tonight's CBD? Awesome!
I think it went well pretty much from the, "oh, you edit too?" point. Which, considering one of the first things you talk about with anyone new is work, was fairly early on.
Yeah, I'm pretty happy with tonight. And she totally understood when I let her know that I had seen her OKC profile before the date. Why? Because she's yeah-I-totally-stalked-you-too girl. (Though not in this particular case, but you know what I mean.)
Yes, very post.
I think it went well pretty much from the, "oh, you edit too?" point. Which, considering one of the first things you talk about with anyone new is work, was fairly early on.
Yeah, I'm pretty happy with tonight. And she totally understood when I let her know that I had seen her OKC profile before the date. Why? Because she's yeah-I-totally-stalked-you-too girl. (Though not in this particular case, but you know what I mean.)
Yes, very post.
May. 11th, 2008
Yesterday and Last Night's Tweets
- 00:38 I'm not sure, but I think this guy may have just been poking fun at the fact that I'm here at the club alone. Though he seems to be as well. #
May. 10th, 2008
This Week's CBD
So I have this date from CBD coming up on Sunday night (provided she doesn't cancel, like some people)....
Earlier today, while on OKC, I think I accidentally ran into my Sunday date. I'm about as sure as I can be without actually asking her whether it's her or not.
After coming to the conclusion that it was most likely the same girl, I wasn't sure what exactly I should do. I mean, should I have messaged her? Should I have not? When I'm on the date, do I tell her that I saw her on OKC? Do I say nothing? Which of these options makes me least look like a crazy stalker?
I'm pretty sure that I'm not going to say anything beforehand. I mean, that's just going against the CBD spirit a bit. But I will more than likely say something on the date, and hope that I can manage to do it in a manner that avoids creepy stalkerism.
Earlier today, while on OKC, I think I accidentally ran into my Sunday date. I'm about as sure as I can be without actually asking her whether it's her or not.
After coming to the conclusion that it was most likely the same girl, I wasn't sure what exactly I should do. I mean, should I have messaged her? Should I have not? When I'm on the date, do I tell her that I saw her on OKC? Do I say nothing? Which of these options makes me least look like a crazy stalker?
I'm pretty sure that I'm not going to say anything beforehand. I mean, that's just going against the CBD spirit a bit. But I will more than likely say something on the date, and hope that I can manage to do it in a manner that avoids creepy stalkerism.
Tonight I got paid to sit in a bay and watch Before the Devil Knows You're Dead while drinking a couple beers.
Some days, I love my job.
But Lumet... What were you doing? Come on.
Some days, I love my job.
But Lumet... What were you doing? Come on.
May. 7th, 2008
May. 5th, 2008
Yesterday and Last Night's Tweets
- 00:38 I hate that feeling of really wanting to do something and there not being anything to do. #
I should probably post about my dates from Crazy Blind Date. Rather than really go into it, I'll just sum up by saying: Two bad, one potential friend, and lots of people who are flaky or don't respond. But showing up at places to meet and talk to random strangers is fun.
Today Kelli and I went out to The Americana at Brand. That'd be a fancy outdoor mall in Glendale, for you non-socal folk. I wasn't sure that I even wanted to go there. Until she told me that they had a Barney's, and a Granville, and that I'd probably be able to get the book that I had wanted to go out for there. That was all the convincing I needed.
So... We walked and looked around a bit.
The first thing I did was buy my book at the B&N (Iain M. Banks - The Player of Games).
Walking around, checking out the stores...
I tried on a jacket at Barney's (again) that I already knew I loved (because I saw it at another one), just to remind myself how great it is and how good I look in it. Maybe I can manage to save up the money for it in a few weeks. And maybe I can justify spending the money since I don't quite own a jacket anymore, and all I really have now is a hoodie. Probably not. But maybe. God, I look so good in it.
After a bit more walking around, we went to eat at Granville. There's a Granville not far from where I work, so I've been there before. I took Kelli there for her birthday, and I had my own belated birthday dinner there. There's a reason I keep going back. And this place gas the best mac & cheese ever. No, really. You don't understand. Everyone says, "oh, it's just macaroni and cheese," or, "I wouldn't order that at a restaurant." But they only say those things before they actually taste it.
After dinner, it was off to see Iron Man. Long have I been saying, "that movie is going to suck." Even, "how could Iron Man be good?" I am glad that I was wrong. Masterpiece it's not, but it's a lot better than I expected.
Tomorrow I'm going to have to report back at work that everyone in the theater was laughing at the trailer for The Happening. It wasn't just us. Sorry Shyamalan, you suck.
When we were waiting for the bus home, Kelli told me that I was a good date. Sinead (the good CBD) told me she was jealous when I texted her telling her about our day. So, the CBD people who keep flaking on me... Take that. They're just missing out.
Today Kelli and I went out to The Americana at Brand. That'd be a fancy outdoor mall in Glendale, for you non-socal folk. I wasn't sure that I even wanted to go there. Until she told me that they had a Barney's, and a Granville, and that I'd probably be able to get the book that I had wanted to go out for there. That was all the convincing I needed.
So... We walked and looked around a bit.
The first thing I did was buy my book at the B&N (Iain M. Banks - The Player of Games).
Walking around, checking out the stores...
I tried on a jacket at Barney's (again) that I already knew I loved (because I saw it at another one), just to remind myself how great it is and how good I look in it. Maybe I can manage to save up the money for it in a few weeks. And maybe I can justify spending the money since I don't quite own a jacket anymore, and all I really have now is a hoodie. Probably not. But maybe. God, I look so good in it.
After a bit more walking around, we went to eat at Granville. There's a Granville not far from where I work, so I've been there before. I took Kelli there for her birthday, and I had my own belated birthday dinner there. There's a reason I keep going back. And this place gas the best mac & cheese ever. No, really. You don't understand. Everyone says, "oh, it's just macaroni and cheese," or, "I wouldn't order that at a restaurant." But they only say those things before they actually taste it.
After dinner, it was off to see Iron Man. Long have I been saying, "that movie is going to suck." Even, "how could Iron Man be good?" I am glad that I was wrong. Masterpiece it's not, but it's a lot better than I expected.
Tomorrow I'm going to have to report back at work that everyone in the theater was laughing at the trailer for The Happening. It wasn't just us. Sorry Shyamalan, you suck.
When we were waiting for the bus home, Kelli told me that I was a good date. Sinead (the good CBD) told me she was jealous when I texted her telling her about our day. So, the CBD people who keep flaking on me... Take that. They're just missing out.