What a wonderful Kraken Appreciation Day yesterday turned out to be. Okay, not really, but it was fun. There was much goofiness had by all on Facebook yesterday. The kid worked a good portion of the day as did I. Didn't really leave the house or do anything during the day, but thank goodness for the Internet. It managed to keep me amused. I did chat with two of the four on my horizon and confirmed coffee tomorrow morning with one more. I don't see this one going anywhere, mostly because of differences in values, lifestyles, etc. But the more I stay open, the more opportunities come my way. I just kind of know in my gut that someone in her line of work will not be compatible with my attitudes. She is a financial planner and real estate person. That personality typically does not mesh well with my cavalier attitude. They tend to be more planners versus impulse. I should know, I was married to one for 12 years. But again, I will go, I will play nice, and who knows maybe I will find a new financial planner. Every cloud has a silver lining? More realistically as my therapy group is showing me, every thought has an alternative and a balance.
I took the kid to work and picked her up. When I picked her up we stopped for chinese food and kraken rum. All part of the KAD "tradition". We sat on the floor eating chinese while watching the X-Files. I would have watched the original Clash of the Titans as one is supposed to do it but one it sucks and two I don't have it.
After that I played Diablo while chatting and she did some computer work. She is trying to enter a t-shirt design contest for some clothing company. I saw the t-shirt and it looks pretty good. She is doing the illustrator and photoshop work on it herself too. I was pretty impressed. Went to bed around 11. Slept okay I guess. Nothing horrible but nothing to write home about either.
Oh one thing that happened yesterday as a side note - I have a friend who is reading Year One of this right now. He is about 1/3 of the way through. As he was asking some questions I was rereading parts myself. Goddamn, I repeat myself a lot don't I? It really does seem like it's the same day over and over. Am I really doing things differently or is this just one giant Groundhog's Day? Plus I drank way too much back then and was an ass in trying to prove something sexually. It was all about meeting women and drinking. BUT I also think that had to do partially with my environment. Where I was definitely was more conducive to me being 'social' in the sense that I was at the wine bar or my friend's restaurant almost every night. But still. I was trying way too hard to 'find the one'. It seems like I couldn't take to someone without looking at their mate potential. I would like to think that in the subsequent years I have gotten a little better. I mean sure, I am still looking for someone. But I am a little less asshole about it I'd like to think.
Right?
Thursday, June 14, 2012
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