Happy Halloween to all of those who celebrate!

Tonight I'm going to a party downtown. I'm dressing up as an angel, because we all know I'm not. So the whole timing thing that I was talking about has to do with the party. I just happened to go to this guy's workplace when he just happened to be on his lunch break, and he just happened to mention this party, and I just happened to not have any plans.

And I was listening to Ben Harper's Not Fire, Not Ice when I wrote my last post, and I thought it was appropriate.

Don't get Tricked!

timing is everything. Not Fire, Not Ice.

Oh my gosh, three blogs in as many days! I almost can't believe it!

There is only one thing I have to say.

GO GIANTS!!!

Ok, so last night I was a little carried away. At least, that's how I see it myself. But, I was being honest, and I'm not going to take back what I said. It just remains to be seen what it all means.

In other news, I made dinner for twenty of the store managers today. They liked it. I rule.

Its funny how so much of life depends on timing. Good or bad, its the timing that makes things happen.
I also find it funny how terrible my timing is. I finally think that things are going in the right direction, and then something happens to change my opinion on that. Maybe its meeting someone at a place you weren't supposed to be, or maybe its falling down the stairs that one last time.
So much of life also depends on communication. Body language.

Since I haven't blogged in about ten days, I'll update real quick.

I met someone. I met someone that I feel will change my life. I met someone who likes to dance to hip hop music. I met someone who calls when he says he will. I met someone who listens to me and can actually recall the stories I tell. I met someone who has no interest in dating me and told me so, but then followed that up with "but I don't know, you might change all of that". I met someone who cuddles with me whilst I sleep, but has no desire to "sleep" with me. I met someone who I don't even know if I'll ever see again.

A friend says he's gay. I think, I just have terrible timing.
And the weirdest part is, I am totally okay with all of that. If I only have a partying-partner for a while, that will be rad. Oh my goodness did I just use the word rad? I did it twice!

And now back to your regularly scheduled programming.

I don't know if its the weather, or all those darn Beauty and the Beast commercials I keep seeing, but I actually pulled out my Disney soundtrack collection the other day and listened to it.

Is it wrong to like the song "Hakuna Matata"?

I was at the drug store the other day and there was an old lady there, although I wouldn't call her much of a lady, and she was spouting off about how terrible our world has become, and how in "her generation" people were so much more responsible. How all the young people have messed things up.
Now, its not really all that usual for me to butt in to someone else's conversation, especially if it was a stranger, but this time, I was kinda peeved. The last song that I heard in the car before getting out was "Raven", so I walked up to this woman and said "excuse me 'mam, but its going to take a lifetime to undo what you and "your generation" have done to this world. Maybe two."
I really love it when people say "well I never...".
You never what? Have thought about it before? Gimme a friggin break.
I continued on to say that there are a lot of people who have never bounced a check (I eavesdropped for a while before I spoke up. kinda like a real-world lurker) that are a lot younger than she is. And that there are people out there who are still paying medical premiums and taxes to the government that probably pay for a lot that she as a retired person enjoys. Yeah sure there are lots of people out there who get things for free, but I like to think that they put something in the circle of life to get those free things. So if you've never collected, you must not have put enough in.

"Well I never!"

And now that I've had some time to recover from my temporary insanity,

its a beautiful day here in San Francisco, and I would have loved more than anything to be able to walk through the park all day. Alas, I was inside a classroom, and soon to be inside work. So to all of you that have fantastic weather today, I hope you enjoy a smidgen of it. To those who have been weathering Lili, I hope your DAT tapes don't get wrecked.

Here's another thought...

-edited on 10/03/2002
While I thought at first it would be a good entry, it offended, and I have decided that if I want to blog about sex, it'll have to be on some anonymous blog.

You know the problem with waiting a long time to update a blog? You think of all these things which are so important, you want to blog about it as soon as you're back in front of a computer, but then, you forget you wanted to blog in the first place because you're busy doing things in the real world. I'm not going anti-blog, but seriously, I have a few things, so bear with me.


1. In a previous episode, I mentioned that Patrick Dempsey was getting old. Over this past weekend, I saw the movie Sweet Home Alabama, and have decided that Mr. Dempsey is still a loverboy worth gushing over. So is the new cutie that Legally Blonde star Reese Witherspoon is forced to divorce in order to marry the pizza/lawn cutter guy. Anyway, if you have a thing for southern drawls and really blue eyes (both sides of the Mason-Dixon) and like romantic comedies in general, you don't want to miss this one.

2. I have discovered that the new TV show Boomtown includes in its cast two of my preteen crushes. Its like a fantasy for a full hour. One of which I actually met, a couple of times when he came in to rent movies at Blockbuster. I might have been the only person there who knew who he was. Donnie Wahlberg is kinda balding now, but I loved him back then. Jason Gedrick? Oh, you can rent my video any night. Even if you are twenty years older than I am.

3. (This is the last one, I promise) - ever wonder what makes people pick the underwear they wear? Like, does anyone remember the old addage about changing your undies in case you die? What if you change them every morning, but they're a pair of nylon thong/jock strap things, that you really shouldn't be caught dead in, unless you're oversexed to death, by a necrophiliac? Does that change the view from where you are? I know girls have their different panties for different outfits (um, I am one, so I know this. Plus, most guys have seen a victoria's secret catalogue), but do guys do too? And what in God's holy name, would make a straight man wear tight, nylon, thong/jock strap things, on an everyday basis? (Please don't think that this was one of the important things I had thought about. It wasn't. It was just a little comic relief.)

These are just a few of the things I've been thinking about since my last blog. I hope you're not too confused.