I'm sooooo happy. Last night I got 10 hours of sleep. I really, really, REALLY needed it. Hooray for sleep!

Oh, yeah, about the girl (see July 7th post)...yeah...um...I asked her out on a date and she said, quite nicely, "no." It's a timing thing.

Two quotes I live by
"Show business is just like high school, except you get paid." - Martin Mull

(on dating)"If you don't get me, you don't get me." - My friend Alec

It's easy to have a party in my head, since I don't have much brains taking up all the space. It's kinda like having a party in an empty warehouse.

Conversation is an art and some people are still working with fingerpaints.

Everyone just shut the fuck up for five seconds and let me finish my goddamn sentence.

Something I have always known and have proven this week...I sooooo cannot wake up before 9am and be coherent all day.

Sometimes I'm really into world news and current events, and sometimes I'm really into staring at my toes.

Because of my age, many women I meet are engaged, married or divorced. Which gives them little time for going out on dates with me.

Reasons why this week may bug the shit out of me...

1) Yesterday my schedule for this week just got complicated.
2) I may not go to San Francisco for my friend's wedding.
3) Even if I do get to go, it will be in a crazy rush.
4) I'm going to miss two days of work (no pay)
5) My cel phone just died for no reason

Today's internet chat with my brother

Me: hey.
Bro: hey.

THANK YOU, EVERYBODY! DRIVE SAFELY!! GOOD NIGHT!!!!

I'm celibate by choice. Oh, it wasn't my choice, but a choice was made somewhere along the line, and because of it, I'm not getting laid.

I think I can go to Burningman this year! I'M PRETTY DAMN SURE I'M GOING TO BURNING MAN THIS YEAR!!! YAY!!!!

ANOTHER INTERNET CHAT

Me: So, what's up with you and [girl’s name] these days?
My friend : Not much. She canceled on me last week to do stuff with family. I hadn't heard from her up until yesterday. We talked for a bit but haven't made any plans 'cause she's busy these days.
Me: I see.
My friend : yup.
My friend : But I think things are ok.
Me: Did she reveal herself as a cyborg from the future?
My friend : er...
My friend : no.
Me: OK, cool. So everything's fine.
My friend : huh???
Me: Look, as long as she isn't a cyborg from the future intent on destroying the human race, everything's cool.
Me: I mean, come on, you gotta draw the line somewhere.
My friend : Then what kind of cyborg is she, if she is a cyborg?
Me: Look, I think you're asking too many questions. Just be happy that she's not here to destroy us all.
My friend : So in a way, I'm saving the human race from total annihilation!!!
Me: You may very well be, my friend.

Unless it's literally a life-or-death situation, nothing is a life-or-death situation. So chill out.

This weekend kicked all available asses, and some outside of the immediate area. Met a girl. Went to a 4th of July barbecue. Sang with a band. Saw 2 gloriously bad movies. Saw a kick-ass play at the Taper. Had dinner with two wonderful friends. Went to a roller-disco party. Did my laundry. Shopped at the Rock n Roll Ralph's.

Did I mention I met a girl?

Everyone goes through moments of self-doubt. Even though those moments are very brief, to me they are more than just brief moments. They are micro apocalypses where my universe violently collapses on itself in a bloody, fiery whirlwind, accompanied with the screams of a million angels, and compresses into a dark, cold ball of lonliness and despair, where no light can ever penetrate.

It lasts for about 10 seconds. Then I think about ice cream and sex.