Oct 11, 2006 06:26
Three day weekends are nice, but they're nicer when I get to sleep in. The last 3 mornings I've had to be up before 9 to deal with crap, either it was the plumber showing up at 8AM to fix a shower leak or me dealing with the landlord compaining about the roof not being spotless. Regardless though, it was nice to chill and rest and relax a lot over the last 3 days. Going back to work tomorrow will be both nice and difficult, but the fact I haven't slept until noon the last 3 days should make the transition more bearable for sure.
I watched a lot of movies over the weekend, the entire Lord Of The Rings trilogy (which is awesome no matter how many times you've seen it), Orgazmo, Office Space, Seven, Apocalypse now among others. For some reason I've watched about 1/10th as many movies as most of my friends and now I'm wondering why. Few things are more enjoyable than kicking back on the couch with a Diet Pepsi and a good DVD. I think I need to find a good used movie store and stock up on movies to watch soon. Not having cable sucks (especially when it's hockey season, but at least I can listen to Kings radio broadcasts online) but movies are great entertainment and far more intellectually stimilating than watching SportsCenter five times in it's entirety (though I love SC very much).
The other night I was trimming some uneven spots on the backside of my goatee and then *SNEEZE*. The jolt caused me to hack a rather large chunk out of my masterpiece. It was about 5-6 inches from the bottom of my chin and I had been working on it since April. Needless to say I was a little bummed about it, but I look decidedly less stupid clean shaven than I remember. I might keep it this way for awhile, the nice thing about something like that is it's not permanent and my facial hair grows pretty fast so it's not like I can't do it all over again if I want. For now I think the change is good though, although the way I hate shaving it won't take me long to be over it.
Recently I ran into a girl I've had a crush on for a very long time and we tried to make plans to hang out. It didn't happen and I'm seeing a pattern - I run into her, she says "call me" I say "we should hang out" she says "yeah!", I call, she doesn't call back. I give up. I get a great vibe every time I see her in person, she remembers things I told her about me when I first met her almost 3 years ago, and I always leave thinking "damn I like that girl, she's definitely gf material", (those who know me know I say that about very few women!)I try to connect with her and it never happens. I give up. It's a little disheartening since I totally adore this girl and I've been trying subtly to ask her out forever and I day so I can get a feeler for where I stand with her, but I guess the way things shake down is enough of an indication that it's never going to happen. Oh well. The most frustrating part of that is that I'm getting older, I want to meet someone with long-term potential and roll with it, and I'm also picky about girls I date. I know it's not on my time and that I'm never alone, I have the best friends in the world, but I do get lonely sometimes, especially when most of my closest friends are all settling (or settled) down with their ladies. It's a great conjurer of self-doubt. I generally feel like I have a lot to offer someone but that most women don't "get" me. Not that I'm terminally unique but I'm kind of a weird dude and I do the old-school chivalry thing when I date which I think goes largely unappreciated. I meet a lot of women who are interested in me but don't spark my flame enough for me to want to put relationship effort into them. It seems like when I meet a woman who I'm intrigued by and who I want to put the effort into, the interest isn't ever mutual. I fully believe that I'll meet the right person when it's the right time, but that dosen't stop the loneliness and self doubt from rising once in awhile. I won't feel sorry for myself though, I've got a good life full of good friends and being single is, if nothing else, comfortable for me and nothing to complain about.
11 more days until IRON FUCKING MAIDEN! I can't wait.
See, I told ya I was kind of a weird, dorky dude ;)