I don't know if it's laziness. Maybe it's just a lack of discipline. Maybe I'm just too tired, or maybe I'm just working too hard. One way or the other, though, I'm falling so behind on everything at home. Normally the fallback excuse is something along the lines of "I'm too busy to do that now." Unfortunately, I've had the last three (3!) nights off and I haven't done anything but play video games, watch half a season of Scrubs, and generally waste time. Sometimes this sort of thing makes me (honestly) wonder if there's something wrong with me.
6.27.2007
6.24.2007
Hyperadder
I think now is a good time to continue with the same thought I was ruminating on in the last post. I don't really care that much about dating, really. I came to a conclusion just now that I have less balance in my life now than I ever have, even though I've been pretty insistent (mostly to myself) that I do. All I want right now is more of everything; more music to play, more money to spend, more people around, more time to enjoy everything, and so on. There's a part of me that wonders why, considering the fact that as it is I'm feeling like there's less time than ever to make everything happen. How would I fit any more in? I guess that brings me to the next point, and it's really the last thought I have for the night: What is it that I am doing, and why is it making me so frustrated and so unsatisfied?
"I guess I have a lot of pondering to do."
-Derek Zoolander, ca 2001 / Me, ca 2007
"I guess I have a lot of pondering to do."
-Derek Zoolander, ca 2001 / Me, ca 2007
6.09.2007
Seamule
Since the last post was originally started, about two weeks ago, I've gone to the first of the Good Male Friend Weddings of 2007. Dave's will be the second. And another bachelor party yesterday for Jason, whose will be the third, completing the trifecta. These weddings are having a profoundly negative effect on my checking account balance. Anyway, that's not really the point of tonight's post. Tonight's post is about something completely different.
Pleased To Meet You
Since tonight was such a perfect night, I decided I'd take a walk outside. It was a good idea. I drove into Uptown Minneapolis, parked the car, and started moving north up Hennepin Avenue. Having gone most of the day without eating, I decided a quick casual dinner was probably in order, so I ended up at Chipotle and grabbed a burrito, which I sat outside to eat. While I was sitting there, a couple of girls came and sat down at a table about 20 feet from mine, and I noticed that the one facing me was a particularly striking young lady, and that sent my mind spinning on a tangent.
I've noticed that I can go Uptown (or just about anywhere else) just about any night of the week and I'll probably see at least one attractive woman who is probably the very type of girl I'd date. Unfortunately, I've also noticed that over the last couple of years, I've actually met fewer and fewer of these women, and that's probably starting to taint the way I look at things. It seems that now when I see someone who looks really nice, I find myself wanting her to come up to me and start a conversation. Like that's ever going to happen. And I also find myself wanting her to be the one perfect person who keeps me from ever getting preoccupied about this sort of thing again, something that would be a lot less likely if things worked out. Unfortunately, I'll never be more aggressive about dating or talking to strangers and I don't want to lower my standards either, but I'm not likely to meet that type of woman at a bar while I'm out playing, so that doesn't leave me with a ton of options should I ever find myself really wanting a date.
Sometimes I wonder why I even complain about this sort of thing, given the fact that I don't really have time to date anyone in the first place. And it all seems even sillier considering how I have a lot of ideas of different things I'd do with someone in a dating situation, but most of them revolve around sitting around somewhere, talking. These days I'm starting to think the less I talk, the better I'll do. I'm losing a little faith in my ability to interest people, although I've seen evidence go both ways on that one now.
Perhaps I should just stop thinking about it and see what happens. Admittedly, there will be a Missed Connection going up on Craigslist. This isn't my MO, but how often do I spot an attractive woman in Uptown who I'd like to meet? Isn't that what all of these posts are? I sure think so.
Pleased To Meet You
Since tonight was such a perfect night, I decided I'd take a walk outside. It was a good idea. I drove into Uptown Minneapolis, parked the car, and started moving north up Hennepin Avenue. Having gone most of the day without eating, I decided a quick casual dinner was probably in order, so I ended up at Chipotle and grabbed a burrito, which I sat outside to eat. While I was sitting there, a couple of girls came and sat down at a table about 20 feet from mine, and I noticed that the one facing me was a particularly striking young lady, and that sent my mind spinning on a tangent.
I've noticed that I can go Uptown (or just about anywhere else) just about any night of the week and I'll probably see at least one attractive woman who is probably the very type of girl I'd date. Unfortunately, I've also noticed that over the last couple of years, I've actually met fewer and fewer of these women, and that's probably starting to taint the way I look at things. It seems that now when I see someone who looks really nice, I find myself wanting her to come up to me and start a conversation. Like that's ever going to happen. And I also find myself wanting her to be the one perfect person who keeps me from ever getting preoccupied about this sort of thing again, something that would be a lot less likely if things worked out. Unfortunately, I'll never be more aggressive about dating or talking to strangers and I don't want to lower my standards either, but I'm not likely to meet that type of woman at a bar while I'm out playing, so that doesn't leave me with a ton of options should I ever find myself really wanting a date.
Sometimes I wonder why I even complain about this sort of thing, given the fact that I don't really have time to date anyone in the first place. And it all seems even sillier considering how I have a lot of ideas of different things I'd do with someone in a dating situation, but most of them revolve around sitting around somewhere, talking. These days I'm starting to think the less I talk, the better I'll do. I'm losing a little faith in my ability to interest people, although I've seen evidence go both ways on that one now.
Perhaps I should just stop thinking about it and see what happens. Admittedly, there will be a Missed Connection going up on Craigslist. This isn't my MO, but how often do I spot an attractive woman in Uptown who I'd like to meet? Isn't that what all of these posts are? I sure think so.
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