Another Fun-Filled Weekend

Wisk, wisk, blur blur, oh my its monday again. I’m not exactly sure how it happened, but the relaxing stint of thursdaynightfridaysaturdayandsunday came and went, and bleh, here i am, sitting in evidence, after having already have skipped a class in corporations, befuddled, bedazzled, and just generally annoyed.

I did however, have a rather nice weekend, from what i can remember. Thursday night was a night of drinking, as was friday night (though that was at a benefit/charity for the hurricane, so I drank with societal consciousness in tow!). Saturday i went to the movies with Sean and his eastern european goddess, who was actually quite a cool little chick. Damn sean for finding her first. Ok not quite. Regardless, Sean, myself and the eurotrash went to see the 40 year old virgin, which, (and i can’t believe i’m saying this) was one of the best comedies i have seen in a long time. It was quite hilarious, didn’t feel "staged" or have extensive "set ups" for jokes, and really seemed to flow. Worth seeing, and i suggest anyone with an even mediocre appreciation of comedy check that film out. You will not be disappointed.

Sunday I spent lazy and at home for most of it; i skipped my trial-team practice, and lounged around the house. I just don’t care at this point, which is a very bad thing. Sigh, its a very destructive response, and i hope i push through it soon. Things are just getting to me, i s’pose.  Sunday evening i went out with Jacinda, had my car towed (they are finally fixing my baby) and i ended up spending the night at her house. She even made me a bowl of mac and cheese, mmmmm cheers for female friends. This morning took a trip to circuit city, she spent about a grand, and life went on. Bunches of fun, i tell ya.

Evil rants and raves: Jacinda told her little fuckbuddy Dave about her diary. Dave is in my "circle" of friends, and now (of course) he easily has access to my diary. (so much for any notes from E from now on)…but still, i am not happy about that. Last thing i need is those fools having an even more in depth look into this fragmented mind. It takes a certain kind of person to be able to "hang out" and be amused with me, it takes another type to be able to read this diary and be interested/entertained, and it takes an unbelievable individual (i can think of maybe 10) who can read this and still hang out with me and be relatively sane. Clearly, my St. Louis "boys" (or girls) do not fit into this category. But yes, I’m considering going fav’s only, thought thats not likely to happen. I like random people reading me (or perhaps the thought of them) and the expansion/touching of others. Also, i’m lucky because i rarely get any inane or retarded/malicious notes. Once again, another reason i like being open to the public. Well, that and i would simply write this down on paper if i wanted to keep it a secret…instead of using a public site. Still, idealic reasons aside, if my friends get into this i’m sure more than one of them will get annoyed. Most importantly though, i really don’t want them digging through the whole D fiasco. I’m still rather bitter about how that turned out..even if i’m managed to stem the emotional flow, my ego isn’t nearly as controllable. Cheers for hubris.

In lieu of my movie watching, my gaming, and my lack of women-interest which i promised myself wouldn’t happen; im setting a new requirement for myself. I have to find a girl i’m at least semi-interested in by the end of the week and ask her out, in some semblance or another. If i don’t: no WoW for a week. Sigh, i need to do something, to motivate me; how sad.

Lets hope that that works. I’m beginning to become disappointed in my own extensive apathy. Not good. Not good at all.

Other than that, things are going well, and i’m looking forward to having my car back; i miss her.

Oodles o’ love,

Erotique