clock, cock o' clock

so, you may have noticed that i created a banner to go along with some posts about the multitude of pof dates i've been going on. but i'm not feelin' it right now.

i am thinking more about other things. i had planned to go into work today, talk to beek and let him know that i'm looking for a different career, and then i would print off my resume and head down to the staffing place where i have an appointment.

BUT i slept in somehow. i did this yesterday also - my alarm is set for 6:30, but i keep waking up at 8 o'clock sharp. (the word "o'clock" has such great aesthetics. never noticed before). anyway, i'm not going to work i guess... maybe i'll go in around noon print off my resume, bolt, and have the talk on monday. sigh sigh sigh.



well... now that that's outta the way, i guess i could talk a BIT about the dating "scene". i was going to be specific and creepy, but that's probably not a good idea, because this IS the internet, so i'll keep it generic.

DATE LOG BLOG:

i've gone on 6 BLIND dates from pof, plus the dawson thing. i have 2 more planned (1 tomorrow, one next week), plus robert.
on these dates i have gone snowboarding, drank beer, longboarded, longboarded more, played pool, made out, ate ethiopian, said "retarded", drank tea.

i'm so NOT weirded out by meeting random people, it's crazy. i'm not really even nervous about it anymore. the only not great experience so far has been the "retarded" one, where he warned me he didn't like the word, i said it anyway on our (2nd) date and it became sorta, no... REALLY awkward.

coming soon.

carfree and carefree

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i finally got rid of the car!
applied for a pre-employment trades program.
got some things out in the open with my ma.
i raised over $400 for the ms walk (without putting any effort in really).
sunday crafternoon at broken city!
kriyayoga
stretching my ears, fuck ya'll.
bike riding
reading a lot (see below)

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my place is the most gigantic mess
the program doesn't start until november
sometimes i talk too much
rookie moves that cause me great stress
working too much


books i finished:
the bell jar - sylvia plath
the stranger - albert camus
siddhartha - herman hesse

books i'm on:
the cost of living - arundhati roy

there's more, but i'm off to work #2.

"where created chemistry works wonders for you"

i feel like we should all be a bit more worried about our food, and making sure we don't give the whole food chain away to one corporation.

this might help the worry - a new french documentary called The World According to Monsanto

here's another one:



thoughts?

"such a 'how'd-he-do-that'"

i really should be packing/cleaning getting ready for sasquatch, but i needed to get this out real quick.

a few days ago when i was walking to the train i saw a shoe on the ground at the end of my street that is like shoes i have. black slip on etnies with horseshoes all over them. i ran back to my house and threw it in my backyard.

i finally just investigated.. and it IS my shoe! i'm missing one.... my brain cannot comprehend how it would get there. at all. it freaks me out slightly.

broken promises. ouch!

let the (blog) record show that dawson jones is a flake.

ugh. does anybody else want to come to sasquatch festival this weekend?

does anybody else want to be my boyfriend?

yesssss....it finally came in at the library!

only punches below the neck, not the pretty face

mega quick blog.

been longboarding a lot. with dan. and by myself. not so much with dawson anymore, and not because he made me crash last time. we just haven't been able to even get each other on the phone - neither of us have voicemail or cell phones. it's kind of awesome actually.

went to nofx. so good. so funny.

ow my ears.

i won! i won the trophy... that i made myself. that's lame i think.

and i'm still sick.



gotta go.. to work.

one more time without emotion

after work yesterday i came home to clean up for the tournament and while i was cleaning up the dusty entryway and my throat started to hurt a bit. over the evening it rapidly progressed into full blown sick and led into the worst night ever. i don't know what's going on with the furnace in this place but i slept in the fetal position shivering under 5 blankets, with crazy fever dreams running through my head.
ugh, yuck yucky. i felt like a junkie sweating out. and i felt lonely i guess.



BUT i was relieved this morning to feel a bit more like a functioning human. last night i was sure i'd have to cancel the tile rummy championships today, but i think i'll be ok.

check out the trophy! who WOULDN'T want to win that?... uh.. i wish i could say it just looks bad in the photo.. but no.