Is it just me?

Or is it totally crazy that there is a new Peterson case in the news where the husband offed his wife? This time Stacey and not Laci. What is up with that?

There was something else I wanted to write about but now I forgot...

In the meantime am I allowed to vent for 2 seconds about what happened to me on Friday at Sweet Melissa's in cobble hill? And by this I mean that I went in for a cup of coffee. The man at the counter just gives you the cup filled with black coffee and you then have to fix it up yourself. The coffee was $1.90 and I handed him $2 and he kept the 10 cents for himself, with a huge smile and a "thank you!". Ummm what??????? Some nerve up in Cobble Hill. I mean he didn't even deserve a tip. What did he do besides pour coffee into a cup? I wasn't going to fight with him over it, but I thought it was a bit presumptuous. Why would I let him keep the change? Was he insane?

I've been doing lots the past few weeks. Went to Boston to see Molly, finally saw The Hall Monitors (thanks to Rachel), and just been doing my thing, keeping busy, showing face, getting out there. Isn't that how you're supposed to meet people? .

When I remember what I wanted to write about, I'll post again.

Peace out!

Turn the other cheek

Sometimes it's hard to determine what is the appropriate situation in which to turn the other cheek. Like when you know someone is lying to you about their age and relationship status, and then they proposition you for a 'date' and fully knowing all of this, you think you still want to go. Because maybe the person is that cute and hey, it's free ass. And by that, I mean free emotionally and physically. Isn't that the best kind? The NSA kind. The kind we all need sometimes.

But what if I was the girlfriend? This is why having a conscience sometimes sucks. I would like to turn the other cheek and forget it and go out with him anyway and see what happens. Then does that make me a ho? Oh that is just disgusting. I can't stand it.

Such crises. Begs me to ask why I even try to be in the game. And why I continue to attract men with ridiculous flaws: such as having a girlfriend.

WHAT THE HELL PEOPLE?????????

If you're a self-proclaimed 'player' then fine. But why be in a relationship? Isn't that a contradiction?

Life: so funny, really. I will continue to maintain that stance.

Hell of a week

In the past week:

I saw 30 days of Night. Give it a medium. Not terrific, not horrible, just eh.

I had a birthday-29 years I've been walking around clueless. Great.

I had a birthday party. Lots of fun.

I had two birthday dinners. 2 birthday cakes.

I attended a wake, only to be called on my way home with news of another death. So within a week I will have attended 2 wakes. And this makes me realize I have some unconventional attitudes toward death.

I discovered the music of 'Handsome Boy Modeling School'. Good stuff.

I caught up on Tell Me You Love Me. I was missing that.

I made the decision that I'm too old to chase anything.

I'm obsessed with the bookclub book about the Fundamentalist Mormons.

It seems my calendar is getting more and more full. And I really like simplicity.

I became a sponsor to someone in need. It's funny that I can be of help to anyone but oh well.