I'm bored at work. Actually it's probably time for me to go home but I got to work so crazy late today. I have an excuse though. My roommate Sara took my keys. No particular reason - she just thought they were hers (she said they "look the same"). Anyways, I wasn't really angry, but I did run around crazy all morning looking for them. I thought I had lost my mind, because I had just had them the night before. And I couldn't go anywhere cause my bike was locked and my car was locked and both keys were on they same ring. Well, she did call me and tell me she had taken them by accident. Luckily she brought them home to me 10 minutes later.
That's about the most exciting thing that happened to me all weekend. I got a new computer last week - 15" PowerBook G4 and it's TOTALLY AWESOME. I'm not really a Mac user, but one of my best friends works for Apple and he got me a good deal on it. It's teh sexay. I'm hoping it will make me more creative. And attract maybe it'll attract some crunchy tree-hugging hippie chicks. (Not that I'm necessarily into that type).
Well, I forwent (is that the past tense of "forgo"?) learning how to use it and I put in the CD and... StarCraft!!! Yup, thats about what I did this weekend. Even forgot to shower yesterday. My latent video game geek has come out.
This morning I complained to my Apple friend that my computer hasn't gotten me laid yet.
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I haven't mentioned this before but last week my ex-gf from Japan came to visit. I don't really know what to say about it. It was nice to see her, but I'm kind of happy she is gone. It is stressful having a house guest. I drove her to the airport at like 5am on Saturday morning and that screwed up my whole sleep schedule. Someday when I feel like it, I'll tell the story. But thats the past. The way past.
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Margaret, my other roommate, had some guy come to visit this weekend. I was so busy "working" with my new computer that I didn't really notice. His name was Adam or something and he's from NY. I noticed they spent *a lot* of time in her bedroom, and he slept in her room too. Well, at least she has a big girl bed now (no longer a twin). Ugh, I am such a hypocrite. Who am I to comment on this, when my friend from Japan stayed in my room too? ok, you probably think I'm jealous now, but its not that really. Well, I am, but its because Margaret can approach these situations so casually, where everything seems so stressful and difficult for me. That probably doesn't make too much sense to the people out there, but if you knew more about my dating history (or lack of), you'd see that every relationship, every crush, every date,for me, is a chore. It just doesn't "happen" for me. I don't even just go out with a girl and we end up, like, "making out", like it happens for Margaret. I go out on non-date after non-date where it goes nowhere. Of course, she is a woman and I am a man, and that is the main difference. This is the part where someone says to me: "As long as you consider women to be "the enemy" you are never going to score."
ok, I'm done now. How was that for an incoherent rant?
That's about the most exciting thing that happened to me all weekend. I got a new computer last week - 15" PowerBook G4 and it's TOTALLY AWESOME. I'm not really a Mac user, but one of my best friends works for Apple and he got me a good deal on it. It's teh sexay. I'm hoping it will make me more creative. And attract maybe it'll attract some crunchy tree-hugging hippie chicks. (Not that I'm necessarily into that type).
Well, I forwent (is that the past tense of "forgo"?) learning how to use it and I put in the CD and... StarCraft!!! Yup, thats about what I did this weekend. Even forgot to shower yesterday. My latent video game geek has come out.
This morning I complained to my Apple friend that my computer hasn't gotten me laid yet.
. . .
I haven't mentioned this before but last week my ex-gf from Japan came to visit. I don't really know what to say about it. It was nice to see her, but I'm kind of happy she is gone. It is stressful having a house guest. I drove her to the airport at like 5am on Saturday morning and that screwed up my whole sleep schedule. Someday when I feel like it, I'll tell the story. But thats the past. The way past.
. . .
Margaret, my other roommate, had some guy come to visit this weekend. I was so busy "working" with my new computer that I didn't really notice. His name was Adam or something and he's from NY. I noticed they spent *a lot* of time in her bedroom, and he slept in her room too. Well, at least she has a big girl bed now (no longer a twin). Ugh, I am such a hypocrite. Who am I to comment on this, when my friend from Japan stayed in my room too? ok, you probably think I'm jealous now, but its not that really. Well, I am, but its because Margaret can approach these situations so casually, where everything seems so stressful and difficult for me. That probably doesn't make too much sense to the people out there, but if you knew more about my dating history (or lack of), you'd see that every relationship, every crush, every date,for me, is a chore. It just doesn't "happen" for me. I don't even just go out with a girl and we end up, like, "making out", like it happens for Margaret. I go out on non-date after non-date where it goes nowhere. Of course, she is a woman and I am a man, and that is the main difference. This is the part where someone says to me: "As long as you consider women to be "the enemy" you are never going to score."
ok, I'm done now. How was that for an incoherent rant?