raybear | (no subject)

In an unprecedented move to make my journal more interesting for myself (and possibly others), I'm considering moving away from day to day rundowns of my activities and instead focusing on longer but narrower meditation-type rants/essays/posts. however, because I'm a junkie, I can't quit cold turkey. So here's a brief calender of events.

Friday: Dined on over-the-top fare at the hotel for Bon Foster, marvelled at the bottomless wine glasses that mysteriously refilled themselves, conspired humorously with other volunteers (who may be possible hang out buddies, esp since one lives approx 3 blocks away). Favorite line of the evening: "So how did you two meet?" [brief version of holiday party story] "Oh wow! That's so nice! And now you're [begins mumbling].....roommates...?" Ah, the quasi-heteroappearing couple at the gay event.

Saturday: "Apres moi, la deluge." Driving in the rain. No pumpkins. Dinner with the Bean-o-nator and his funny freakshow-in-an-excellent way girlfriend, Vanessa.

Sunday: I hate you and I hate your ass-faces. Worked from 8 am to 1 pm at stupid board meeting. Then went record shopping with Nomad.

Work now. Writing later. I'm on 2 cups of coffee, considering a third.