packing up getting ready to move to fla. kinda conflicted-- this is home, but I need to make a living................
have I ever mentioned that i really do NOT enjoy moving? In the thick of it now. I do like my new place (3 bdrm house, all mine!) and am excited and all, but man.... moving just blows and makes me wanna take naps. it has driven me to a special low point-- instant coffee. had to go buy a couple new western shirts to self-medicate. on the good foot-- i got a call this am froma recruiter and she has a client company that she thinks will hire me to work remotely from home. it's game design stuff and will pay fairly well. i may have to sweettalk them into getting me a new pc if this happens. anyways.. back to the move. the truly charming things about it all is that once i move everything here; i will have to get my pod brought out and then the real move will begin.ugh
ah well ...didn't win anything at bingo this week. Did prove my ability to play 30 cards simultaneously; which was nice.
People watching at bingo is always cool. I have noticed; there's that phenomenon like what happens in school, or defensive driving or wherever--- you have to scan the room trying to find the most attractive member of the opposite sex you can. Then for the rest of the time you are there-- that person seems REAL attractive, and you might even kinda flirt with them or try to make eye contact or whatever. However, once you get out, you realize how delusional you may have been and you really hope they don't come talk to you or anything. Sometimes there are some genuine cutie pies at bingo; but not that often.
People watching at bingo is always cool. I have noticed; there's that phenomenon like what happens in school, or defensive driving or wherever--- you have to scan the room trying to find the most attractive member of the opposite sex you can. Then for the rest of the time you are there-- that person seems REAL attractive, and you might even kinda flirt with them or try to make eye contact or whatever. However, once you get out, you realize how delusional you may have been and you really hope they don't come talk to you or anything. Sometimes there are some genuine cutie pies at bingo; but not that often.
so, i went with my friend Leah to a bar owned by friends of ours. Just hanging out etc. Well, one of these friends was getting sick; so she went home and i ended up working the door the last couple hours. Weird flashback to 91-94 or so.... except it really freaked me out a little to realize that there are people who were born after i finished high school that are legal to drink now. Le Sigh.
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