Today was better. Today was good even.
I awoke in great confusion. My alarm clock stated 1:45 and I thought there's no way it can be 1:45 PM. No way did I sleep past lunch and 2 hours into my afternoon. I have too much work to do. But time, always the cruelest of mistresses, does not lie. She simply stares at you, never backing down, never blinking even, always knowing she's the winner. I imagine her smirk bothering me still.
That aside, I went out tonight with a girl whom pleasantly surprised me. We went for dinner and I had a very unusual exchange with the waitress, a sort of really intense flirt with locked eyes and open statements. I think it's true that women can sense when a man isn't looking for anything because when I'm single I have the hardest time meeting people, and then as soon as I'm seeing someone I have all these odd encounters with people.
Anyways, dinner was fantastic and then we saw uhh Saw II. I love horror movies and am disturbed by this trend of gore-or movies. Gore's not scary. It's just sickening. The characters were ridiculously flat and the whole movie just felt stagnant. I was not impressed even considering I entered with low expectations.
My date however, enjoyed it and found my ring which I had dropped on the floor. I was more worried about not finding my ring than I was about what happened to any of the characters.
And now I'm at home, making up for the 6 hours of work I did not do this morning. Everything I have to do for this one client is like pulling teeth, always has been, and even though they've come a long way in the past year or so in terms of expectations and being realistic, they're still so ridiculously far away from the mark, any progress is disqualified because it doesn't really make any difference. Kind of like when you add a very very small amount to something enormous, you may as well not count it. It's practically nothing.
That's my day. A good end to a really good week.
I awoke in great confusion. My alarm clock stated 1:45 and I thought there's no way it can be 1:45 PM. No way did I sleep past lunch and 2 hours into my afternoon. I have too much work to do. But time, always the cruelest of mistresses, does not lie. She simply stares at you, never backing down, never blinking even, always knowing she's the winner. I imagine her smirk bothering me still.
That aside, I went out tonight with a girl whom pleasantly surprised me. We went for dinner and I had a very unusual exchange with the waitress, a sort of really intense flirt with locked eyes and open statements. I think it's true that women can sense when a man isn't looking for anything because when I'm single I have the hardest time meeting people, and then as soon as I'm seeing someone I have all these odd encounters with people.
Anyways, dinner was fantastic and then we saw uhh Saw II. I love horror movies and am disturbed by this trend of gore-or movies. Gore's not scary. It's just sickening. The characters were ridiculously flat and the whole movie just felt stagnant. I was not impressed even considering I entered with low expectations.
My date however, enjoyed it and found my ring which I had dropped on the floor. I was more worried about not finding my ring than I was about what happened to any of the characters.
And now I'm at home, making up for the 6 hours of work I did not do this morning. Everything I have to do for this one client is like pulling teeth, always has been, and even though they've come a long way in the past year or so in terms of expectations and being realistic, they're still so ridiculously far away from the mark, any progress is disqualified because it doesn't really make any difference. Kind of like when you add a very very small amount to something enormous, you may as well not count it. It's practically nothing.
That's my day. A good end to a really good week.