2003-04-14 - 7:47 a.m.

So yeah, I've been a dumb ass the last brace of months. Sorry. My bad. Mea fucking culpa. My entries have been short and shitty and my only excuse gentle readers is that life has been so fucking bad and hectic for me the last month that that's all I've been feeling. Like an all night cram session one month long.

Anyway just to catch people up: that date I mentioned did happen but I eventually ended up in the Friend Zone. Which is cool because all things considered, she was the wrong kind of girl; you know that goal oriented type that just gives you the hives with her wholesome work ethic and drive to be come a confident successful woman of the 21st century. Me, I'm just happy to be a 21st century cyberpunk slacker slug looking for enough black economic work to pay for my drug habit as I make one last wobble through the burn out loop of my sullen 20s.

But anyway, while writing about nazis and the American Press the other night, I took a break and went to volunteer for one of my best friends, who house manages the local Shakespere Company. The tryannical little martinet had been pestering me to volunteer for usher work and so I showed up. The play was kick ass: 2 Gentlemen of Verona set in the '80s. Not only 80s music but references to every fucking '80s mivie. Cloud, if you're still reading this: yes they did the Peter Gabriel from the ghetto blaster Lloyd Dobbler thing. And a nice Gollum/Smeegle homage. Very cool.

And I met someone at the play. Supposedly some singles group was volunteering and I ended up chatting to this nice girl I ushered with. Very cute. Nay, as the French say, Tres Fuking Hot. How hot? Hot enough to ignite every noble gas. Breaks the laws of phyiscs hot. And it turned out she knew one of the young Turks who make up the NC history department nowadays which was very cool if weird. And she liked TNG, B5 and D&D. If you got those last thhree alpha numerics, you know that this is a fucking mithril ornichalcum combo of a girl: you heard the stories of them existing, but you just chalked it up to myth.

Well the legends were true. And I got her number.

Anyway, I will try to be less of a dumbass in keeping up this journal. And if you don't like it, read the other people's blogs.

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