Monday, October 31, 2005

Things I miss from my old life...

Current mood: homesick
1. Knowing that my nana was just down the street.
2. Living close enough to actually see my friends.
3. Working at Shawnee.
4. Hockey
5. Baseball
6. Having friends who didn't think anything funny when I gave 'em a peck on the lips.
7. Having a yard.
8. Sixth Street.
9. Knowing my way around town.
10. Ollie, Jodi, Kendall, my chick friend Chris
11. Living in Central time... Eastern sucks..
12. Having cable.
13. Chuy's
14. Swimming.

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Sex It Up a Little

That's the suggestion that came from a drunk guy last night dressed as a porn star at a halloween party... "sex it up a little." He said it right before he took my picture with a girl who obviously had sexed it up a lot... I don't know how sexy a man thinks a girl can feel in men's briefs... it just wasn't happening for me.
On a fun note... the costume was great and I didn't feel restricted... although perhaps a little cold.

Friday, October 28, 2005

The New Trend

So I'm not some ultra conservative freak and I think that people should do what makes them happy, but the whole get pregnant and have a baby with someone you just started dating who just got a divorce or separation whether or not you have any intention of marrying them trend has got to stop. I myself have gone through bouts of feeling the need to nest and rebound at the same time... but seriously, my better judgement always stops me before I get totally off track. Seriously... we all know the fate of a rebound... so why keep the natural process from its course with the introduction of meshed dna... That's just bad mojo, Jo-Jo.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

I feel like I won the Lottery

I seriously feel like I have won the lottery. But not the money lottery. Shirley Jackson's lottery... with rocks...

I didn't win the mega millions though... just a few rocks... right to the head... and chest. Oof...

I wished to win the lottery, next time I will be more specific.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Nipple Me This...

Hmmm... Daytona Beach, home to Biketoberfest... the best thing about it other than the drink specials and free concerts? The guys from OCC were here... and there are so many people to stare at... rude? Perhaps, but I love it! And ladies, there is no need to fret if you accidentally expose a nipple or two... you won't be the first... today... or even in the last 30 seconds.
Woot-woot! Biketoberfest!

Thursday, October 20, 2005

Argh!

I just want to cry for no particular reason... just little pieces of everything falling apart...

Monday, October 17, 2005

The Same Ones...




...that mess things up, fix them too... sometimes...

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Grrrowl

You are Lili St. Cyr!
You're Lili St. Cyr!

What Classic Pin-Up Are You?

Raise your hand if you are miserable...

Me Me--- Ooo Ooo---- Pick me!

I think guys have a knack for screwing things up. Not just a knack, but some freakish predisposition. In fact I am appalled at today's turn of events...

Sunday, October 09, 2005

How Young is Too Young?

This has been the center of conversational debate among some of my friends as of late. Society dictates that women should date people older than them... while this looks good in theory, it doesn't make a huge amount of sense...
What if I am a thorough picture of immaturity? Or perhaps I am so energetic that I need someone younger to keep up. They do say that women "peak" later in life... so shouldn't women date younger men?

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Seriously, who would believe...

... that a girl who gets a phone call inthe middle of a blind date that is going terrible, didn't plan the phone call? Let me tell you who. The guy that said maybe ten words to me in an hour because he was too busy flirting with the waitresses to notice that I was miserable. One rule of thumb... if you have a date with a girl that says..."by the way, I am a vegetarian" at least have the decency to take to a place that serves salads ona regular basis so the dressing hasn't spoiled in the beer filled, fried meat smelling, made in the 70's fridge.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Board Games Aren't Just...

... for family night anymore. Call me lame if you must, but I love board games. Tonight, Rich, Alester, Naomi, and I played Taboo for a bit. We tried to play some game called Hear Me Out or something, but frankly it was far too confusing for people without the motivation to learn a new language. All in all it was pretty fun, but since we didn't read all the rules before we started, it was a little hectic. Naomi and Alester creamed Rich and I most of the game, but as we read the rules, it turned out we were pretty close. Koda loves playing with Rich. Saldy, I think when he heads back to the UK, he and Koda will miss each other more than either one of them will ever miss me. Oh, my dog and my temporary man... if that doesn't just beat all.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

October 1: Sushi, Shots, and a Sexy Man

Naomi and I decided that tonight was definitely a sushi night. We headed out to the local sushi joint and settled in at the bar for a night of low-impact eating. There were a pair of men down the row from us who at first we thought had the appearance of possible gayness, however on closer inspection we noticed their closer inspection of some lady’s breast (which didn’t need too much close inspection as they were hanging well beyond their restrictive devices). The food was great… as always I had some vegetable laden dish and was completely satisfied yet… not. On the way out, we passed a very attractive, Italian looking guy. Sexy dark hair, brown t-shirt, trendy jeans. He smiled at me and said, “hi.” Sadly, my lack of self-confidence caused me to look at my shoes (cute and new, but nothing that needed checked out) and continue out the door.

In the car Naomi and I had a great conversation about the difference in how we approached guys that we thought were beneath us and how we approached guys who we thought were too good for us. The differences were startling, yet very enlightening. We decided that it isn’t that hot guys aren’t interested in us, it’s that they aren’t interested in the us that we are showing them. When there is no feeling of threat or fear of rejection we can be openly witty, smart, and charming. When there is a fear of rejection, however, it consumes us to the point of being dull for fear of sounding like an idiot. So a deal was made. We would no longer do this to ourselves.

I know what you are thinking, how can you just change like that… well… off to the Ocean Deck.

The Ocean Deck is a great bar/restaurant, not to be confused with a restaurant/bar. It opens up on one side toward the beach. They had a live reggae band playing in there tonight, which was great! We weren't having a ton of fun by any means, so we decided it would be the perfect time to pretend to be tourists. Kansas, California, New York, a different story every guy. We really should stop doing this, but it makes for a fun time and keeps us on our toes trying to remember what we have been telling people and what not.

On the way to the bar after leaving the dance floor, I passed a really attractive guy that struck me as English. He had the shoes, the pants, the look... you know what I mean. Well, after some silly banter, discovered that his name was Rich and he was in fact from the north of England. Oh the details I want to share, but since I actually like him I won't share his personal information. Basically, the important information is: very cute, smarter than your average bear, funny, stylish, and into me. Can it get any better?

Saturday, October 01, 2005

Dinner, Drinks, Wingman

Sept 30: Naomi and I had dinner at one of her favorite spots, Stonewood. We ate at the bar and chatted with some of the staff. They had a great salad, but nowhere near the salad I had at Ocean Deck. Naomi taught me a great memory trick that I can use to impress the masses now. As if I wasn't socially marketable enough, right? One of the waitors was super nice. While I am fairly certain he is into Naomi (isn't everyone?) I still find myself with the tiniest little crush on him. The problem is that if he is in fact into petite blondes... well, that is so not me unless they invent some sort of entire body restructuring that can make your entire bone structure shrink... but the hair, that would be easy to fix. Anywhom hopefully we will run into the waitor again... in a more social setting where he isn't wearing an apron...

After dinner, we headed to MaiTai's (wig free). We were feeling pretty low-key, but the place was packed. I am convinced that the ratio of men to women here is like 8 to 1. Some guy named John follwed Naomi around like a lost puppy. I wasn't sure who to feel sorry for though. John, because he didn't realize he was being rejected due to his social shortcomings, or Naomi, who kept having to find new ways to try and shake him off her arm. The whole bit was far more entertaining than should be allowed in the game of mismatched bar hook-ups.

This post is not finished... there is more to come including Adobe Gillas, Ben Afflec, and the dancing basketball coach from Embry Riddle in his alligator shoes.