Catchup:
Sat by a pool with girls
Went to Ammendment XXI
Saw a terrible play
Played hot nurse
Worked a ton
Still mega white and not tan
Drank a mojito
Mowed the yard
Saw This American Life live
Went to South Side Bandito
Met some new people
Hung out with Capcom & his boyfriend
Discussed Peeta vs Gale with a twelve year old
Played Nation Red
I am so sleepy. I just have to go to Athens & Falkville today, so a relatively short route. Yesterday we both took the day off and went back to the park to get rid of our bread. When I went Saturday there were like two ducks. Yesterday there was a crazy swarm. I was just really glad David left the house. I really can’t think of the last time he did something with me, beyond grocery shopping or getting takeout.
My dog apparently doesn’t understand the idea of taking a “sweet” photo together. The moment after this is when she stuck her tongue into my mouth. The face I’m making is totally necessary.
I bought a loaf of bread and a soda, and headed to the park to feed some birds. I got a bee stuck in my shirt, made friends with some pigeons, and read a little more of Mindy Kaling’s book. All in all, a good time. The camera on the new phone is nicer than the old one. I just need to find someone to facetime with! Hot dang.
These pigeons look impartial, but really they were basically in my lap. Cheap floozies. I still think birds are somewhat terrifying, but maybe I’ll amend my phobia to only include domesticated birds.
I think the reason I don’t usually have much to say is that when you’re an adult, the things that happen in your daily life are either boring, or not the kind of subjects adults bring up in a public forum. The things I do talk about are the subjects one brings up with her BFF over coffee or cocktails, or in an unfortunate retail setting while deciding if a shirt is a hideous trend or a good idea (can I bring up tribal patterns in this breath?)
Unfortunately my BFF4L lives far enough away that I am relegated to sporadic emails and so when I do have the inclination to write, it’s usually just one long sentence covering three months of thoughts, I get the same in return.
I’m not a big fan of describing what I ate (I don’t want people to know how often I order at Great Panda) or checking in on Foursquare (good for getting burgled).
My logical conclusion was to find my own Sex & The City posse, but my female acquaintances are married and busy playing housewife, and heading back to OKC just landed me a lot of cruising dudes, and one job offer.
I went to the Makers and Raymond gave me a tour. It was amazing but I felt out of place among all the strangers and gadgetry. I’m really more of a troglodyte than my life would profess.
I fixed a computer for my middle school bestfrand, who is a dude, but something just felt off about reconnecting. I suppose it’s hard to feel possessive of friends the way we did of each other from ages 12-15, so I couldn’t quite make the connection and I let it go. Plus he was more into MMOs and I really needed a L4D cohort. Ha.
I finished working around 11 today and I tried to think of something to do. There’s something so peaceful about sitting on my porch with Waffle on a cloudy day. I sit here for a couple hours every day and read.
So I am finally catching up with the rest of Walking Dead’s most recent season, and praise the lord because Michonne has arrived! She’s always been my favorite. What’s more badass than wielding a katana through the zombie apocalypse, all while dragging along zombified versions of your ex and his friend?
The katana is also my weapon of choice in L4D2, when some jerk doesn’t load in game faster and grab it first. It can kill up to 5 zombies in your radius, it has a fast swing through and return compared to all the other melee weapons, and it never runs out of ammunition in a horde.
I’m always surprised that this domain is still here, when I check it once a month.
I can’t remember changing the way it looks, but it looks clean. Maybe I didn’t.
Sooo I still have this crazy social anxiety, I haven’t gone downtown since maybe last year sometime. I spend too much time panicking in my car that I’m going to have some weird encounter with a minority of people and so I would make it all the way down there, park, and have to go back home. It makes me feel pretty ashamed and not like a grown-up.
Some grown-up things I do:
- Yardwork. I got a stupid (but free) electric mower, so I have to wrangle 200 feet of extension cord. I learned not to wrap the cord around my arm when I got stuck between a tree and 170 pounds of muscle man pulling in the opposite direction.
- Exercise. Sometimes. Okay, more like ten minutes of P90x and then an hour of yoga. But I’m now flexible and I can kinda do a negative pullup. And I lost enough weight that I went down about 8 dress sizes. I’d just like to thank all the people that called me fat, I now believe you.
- Budgets. So I will freely admit, being a tech doesn’t pay much. I don’t get paid mileage or any benefits, my car is always cranky, and I get taxed as a contractor. But in the end I realized I was really living large anyway, so I’ve been managing to save about half of my pay every month. I started doing some deeper research to understand mortgage payments and I’m not really comfortable with the idea of borrowing $80K and paying back $120K. Doesn’t that seem like such a fucking waste? But if I put down $30K in cash, and I borrow $45K, I can have that paid back in about 3 years and skip all the tens of thousands in interest.
So this is the crap I think about all day in the car. And whether this will be the Friday I’ll actually manage to go out and meet someone. I got home so early today. What do I do?
Still can’t do a goddamn pullup.
You will not beat me!