Shari is always telling me that I'm too self-aware for my own good, and I can see her point. If anything I've analyzed the events of this year to death, and honestly, I'm looking forward to closing out the year, putting it all behind me and moving on with a fresh outlook for 2006. Yeah, I kind of buy into that whole new year, new chance thing, just a little bit. For the most part, January 1st is just another day on the calendar for me, that just so happens to give me the day off from work. I don't make a big stink about doing something cool or memorable on New Years Eve either, as it never works out. Most New Year's Eve suck. End of story.

So 2005 started with of course, New Years Eve sucking. It definitely was the beginning of the end for me and the bitch I had as a girlfriend at the time. The first two months of the year were spent in a roller coaster of ups and down in our relationship and it culminated in the beginning of March with us breaking up. Mixed feeling were had, but at the time and for the next two months I knew I was better off without her. And, oh yeah, I was pissed off. Good thing we never went through with getting engaged, because in the proverbial words of Egon, just like crossing the streams, it would be bad. (Sorry, Ghostbusters was on cable a few nights ago, and I couldn't help watching. I forgot what a funny movie that was).

I spent much of March being really, really pissed off at the bitch, and for good reason. She cheated on me while we together, I was a moron and tried to forgive her, went above and beyond the call of duty for her, and all it got me was an end to our relationship. Lesson learned in 2005 #1: Don't give more than you get, because you're just going to get fucked in the long run if you do. In retrospect, the anger and attitude were justified. And if you disagree with me, Harry, Jimmy, Trent, wherever you are out there, FUCK YOU TOO! (Sorry again, Scent of a Woman was on cable too a few nights ago. Great flick. I'll try to stop it with the movie quotes).

So then I spent the month of April trying to date as many girls as I possibly could. I went out with four, count them four different girls in that month. I can't even believe it myself, and some of it I would generally like to forget, as they were no good, at all. But it felt good to get back out there, thats for sure. By May I tired to focus on just one of them, and we hung out for a few weeks before she said she just wasn't feeling "it" with me, whatever "it" was. That provided another turning point in my year, that I like to call my weak phase. It was during this phase that I thought nothing good was ever going to happen to me again, I'd never have the experiences I had with the bitch with anyone else, and that I needed to get that whore back. Lesson learned in 2005 #2: I was half right, you'll never have the experiences you had with one person with someone else, you'll get a whole boatload of new ones to cherish, so why go back to the way it was before, just for the sake of reminiscing?

Fate stepped in at that point and kind of gave me a slap in the face that was sorely needed. I ran into the slut on a train ride home from the city, went through my whole "I want you back speech" and waited for the next few days for a response. When I got it, it wasn't what I was hoping for at the time, but in retrospect, it was the best thing ever for me, and for that, I begrudgingly thank the ho. Lesson learned in 2005 #3: The things you want to happen to you in life aren't going to magically happen for you. If you want things to change in your life, change them, don't sit around and complain about them.

Later that same afternoon I called and made an appointment for my first guitar lesson. And honestly, if there was anything that really changed my life in the best way possible, it was finally doing that. Playing has given me an activity thats better than therapy. I can just sit down, pick up my guitar and tune out everything thats going on around me and just focus on that one thing and one thing only. After a half hour of playing around, whatever else was going on just doesn't seem to be that big of a deal. I love playing like I've loved nothing else in my life. It is honestly the best thing that happened to me in 2005, besides what comes next.

And that would be moving out of my parents house. I'll admit I totally snuck into my current living situation. but who cares. Its all worked out for the best. Yes, there has been some drama, but you're going to get that when you put 4 different people under one roof, especially with only one bathroom! But now that everyone knows each other a little better, and that the male to female ratio has balanced out, I think its going to be smooth sailing. Lets hope.

After deciding to move, my summer was spent saving money to do so, all the while blowing money on exactly 12 concerts between the months of May and November. Crazy, I know, but damn they all rocked. Not a bad show in any of them. I'll admit the summer kind of sucked, because I was single and had nothing to do or look forward to except moving out. I spent the summer playing games with the bitch, trying to be her friend but never knowing where she was coming from, as she couldn't have mixed up her signals any better if she put them in an industrial sized blender. I was all set to have another conversation with her, that basically boiled down to either we go out , or we can't be friends, when by blind coincidence I went out with a long lost friend of hers from high school. Yeah, we only went out for a week, but its amazing what sleeping with someone (3 times! In one week, know who's the slut? Not me! She jumped me, I swear! Also, further proof that a little John Mayer on the guitar is a panty peeler) will do when it comes to getting an ex out of your system, and spur you on to make very large purchases of guitar gear. After the experience with the crazy girl I had two of the better things come to fruition, I told the ho to basically fuck off and that I couldn't be friends with her, and I got my baby, my first electric guitar. My wonderful Fender Stratocaster, American Standard. I really need to give her a name. Suggestions?

Since that point, I spent much of the last couple months in a routine of work, home, guitar lesson, parents house and bad dates. I went out with 3 more girls, neither of which got past the second date. Went through my roommate drama, which was tons of fun, but at least the outcome was positive as I seem to have a much cooler roommate now than I previously had. And he's a guy. That's always a bonus.

I turned 27 at the end of November, one step closer to the slow march to 30. And thats about where we stand now. Ended the year with one really great date with a girl that I'm hopeful about. So maybe 2006 will be a good year. I hope so. Who knows what I'll be writing this time next year. Tune in to find out!

Happy New Year everyone! Have a very great, and safe, New Years and I'll see you in 2006, or sooner, depends on the boredom!

Adios!

PS - I realize that yes it is a little mean to refer to my ex by nothing but derogatory names, but I really don't want to be typing out her name as its so damn close to the new girls name. Its hard enough saying it right as it is, don't need to be confusing myself. Plus, the names do fit, so....

I knew this was going to happen today. This week has gotten progressively worse in terms of absolutely nothing going on at work. Tuesday there was just enough to keep my occupied, and it has since dropped off every day since then until today, where I know the boredom will kill me. I'll have to find some way to keep myself occupied. Good luck, right? I'm mulling over in my head a year in review recap type thing. Somewhat boring, probably, but it'll give me something to do. It has been a pretty big year for me, so maybe it will be worthwhile looking back and reflecting on all that happend. Yay!

In other news, I now definitely have a second date, if not a third with Elana. (I know, the name thing is still weird when I type it out, but I, and you, will get used to it, just like I'll have to get used to the fact that the girl is an Amazon.) I spoke to her last night and laid out my plan for our second date. She mentioned a love of skiing, so in the whole winter sports vain I suggested ice skating. I had fun ice skating when I went with the nurse, I just didn't have fun with her. The skating was cool and fun to do, she was just annoying. And since at dinner the other night we have a mutual love of having breakfast food for dinner, especially late at night at diners, thats what we'll do after the skating. It sounded like she loved both ideas, which is nice. Only problem is, the only public skating sessions by me are on Wednesday nights (adults only, as the little kids last time drove me nuts) and Friday nights. She's busy tonight, so its gotta be next week. She was cool with that, but I also threw out the possibility of getting together over the weekend, most likely Sunday. What we'll do, I don't know. I'll leave that one up to her as I said my creativity was tapped out the ice skating and breakfast idea. Even if its just to go out for dinner or something, that's fine with me. So things are looking promising on that front. Not going to get my hopes up too much (I know I say that everytime) I'm just going to take it day by day and see what happens.

No plans for New Years. I believe Seth and Shari will be back and we were planning on a nice quiet evening at home, possibly with Rob, who just got back from Florida last night. Although he said he got roped into doing something with his on-again off-again girlfriend. So we'll see what actually happens there. Worst case, I'll go to my parents for New Years. No biggie. When Rob came home last night we just sat and chilled for a good hour or two, talking about past relationships, women in general, music, all kinds of stuff. It was cool to get to know him a little better one on one like that and he seems like a really nice guy. We then jammed for about 40 minutes and he said we should try to get together a few songs to do at an open mic night he frequents occasionally. Should be interesting.

Alright, back to work, or whatever that resembles today.

Finally! The powers that be smile on me, for once! The date went really well, at least I think so. We had a nice meal at this really good Italian place around the corner from me. Tons of conversation, absolutely no awkward silences, and just generally a really good time. She was really attractive too, much better than her pictures, so I was really glad about that. I know it sounds shallow, but I need there to be some kind of physical attraction and I also know that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. At the conclusion of our evening she said she'd like to go out again sometime and that I should call her. I take that as a good sign. I sent her an e-mail this morning saying I had a great time and that I had a good idea for our second date. Honestly, this is the first time in awhile that I'm actually looking forward to seeing a girl on a second date after the first. And, no alchohol was invovled, so I know my judgement isn't clouded on this one. So keep your fingers crossed for me! Alright, back to work.

Oh yeah, and damn, she was tall! According to her she was 5' 10.5", but she was wearing some kind of heals that pushed her into the 6 foot domain. It was shocking at first, because I'm used to going out with much shorter people, but I liked it, and it'll take some getting used to if this progresses, along with her name, but I think I can deal.

Alright, now I'm really getting back to work.

Its like almost 4:30 and I'm dying to get out of here, and for obvoius reasons. I have, what I'm hoping to be, a hot date tonight. I think I've prayed to the higher powers above enough for it to go well, for her to be cute and for there to be some kind of spark. I'm not desperate or anything, I'm just get a little tired of the dating scene, you know? She sounds like she's really into getting together, so thats a good sign. I just hope everything goes well and works out for the best for me, finally. Don't I deserve happiness too? Anyway, details to follow once the date is over and done with and proper time has been taken to process it all. I just have to make sure I don't agree to a second date if I'm not feeling it. And that means very little alcohol to push me over the fence and into the wrong territory. This coming from the guy that was debating taking a few shots of some kind of alcohol to loosen up beforehand (advantage of going out in my town, I can walk!). We shall see, all in due time.

What else is new? Absolutely nothing. The house was deader than a doornail last night and it was great. Cranked the guitar a little. Watched a movie. Walked around without a care in the world. Woke up this morning and hit the elliptical machine for a good half hour for the second day in a row. Sticking to my diet and I'm feeling good. Lets hope the good feeling continues.

Damn, that didn't kill nearly enough time now, did it? Its still not 4:30! This sucks. Oh well. I'm outta here. Wish me luck everyone! Hopefully I won't need it.

I have had myself a very relaxing holiday weekend and am approaching this short week with a positive outlook for once. Maybe because I have a date with a very tall girl tomorrow night (that'll always get you going), but also because of the massive amounts of relaxation I did for the past three days. More on the date later.

I headed over to my parents on Christmas Eve, where I proceeded to do absolutely nothing. All day long. No guitar lesson as it got cancelled. So just a lot of sitting around and watching TV and movies with the dog, and eating crap, of course.

On Sunday my parents left at about 10 or 10:30 for Connecticut and I didn't see them until the next morning. I stayed behind and hung out with the dog some more, watched some more bad movies and TV, and ate more crap, of course.

Monday was even more of the same, but the start of Chanukah, so I go some presents to open, which is always a nice thing. Since I don't live at home anymore, I opened them all in one shot, since I knew they were all clothes for work which I desperately needed. So I got a bunch of shirts and ties (really nice stuff as my mom has some damn good taste) and socks and a pair of gloves. Thats it. But like I said, I needed it. Later that night I headed home to relax in my empty house.

Two of my roommates are away on vacation. Shari is in Puerto Rico until at least Friday or Saturday with Seth. Rob went down to Florida and I think he comes home either tomorrow or Thursday, and Ali had knee surgery today, so she'll be at her parents for almost two weeks. So I have the house all to myself. And you know what that means. Clothing optional! And thats always fun, admit it. Seriously. It just means I get to crank the TV, stereo, home theatre and guitar amps just a bit more than I usually would. It means I can hop in the bathroom whenever. And it means peace and quiet. A very good thing.

Had a decent day of work today. One of my coworkers, the help desk guy who answers the phone and takes all the problem calls is in the south of France proposing to his girlfriend. Lucky bastard, about being in the south of France and poor bastard, for getting engaged. Kidding! I'm happy for him. But it means we're short staffed. Luckily its dead in the office, so its not a problem. Just enough stuff to keep me busy without overwhelming me or boring me to death. Should be an easy week if it continues like this. Plus my boss found out over the weekend that he's going to be a grandpa, so he was in a great mood.

OK, so onto the date. She's a lawyer, a year older than me and is like 5'11", which is pretty damn tall. I have a feeling she'll make me feel short, even though I'm like 6'5". I'm not used to women that tall. Hopefully it'll go well and we'll click and there will be some chemistry, because I'm sick of dating. I'm not saying I'm going to settle or anything, I just want to meet someone cool, you know? Here's the kicker though, her name is Elana. Too damn close to that ho I used to date. Just exchange that first A for an E. Oh well. I'm not going to hold it against her. But if we do hit it off, it'll be a bit of an adjustment to a slightly different and yet very similar name. Wish me luck!

Maybe its because I'm sick, or maybe its just because its that wonderful time of the year that makes you think back and reflect on the previous year, but I really feel like crap. I'm going to go with option 1, its because I'm sick. That's never fun. And besides, although my year has had its shares of ups and down, I think on the whole it was a very important year for me. A lot of self growth and realizations were made. Honestly, I never thought going into 2005 that I would be where I am now at the end of it. I honestly thought I'd probably be engaged to that bitch ho if you'd asked me how the year would end. Funny how things have a way of turning out in no way, shape or form how you're thought, huh?

All I can say is this, 2006 needs less drama. Less relationship drama, less roommate drama. Less drama and stress period. 2006 needs more guitar, and more cowbell. Alright, I'm going to stop babbling now as I'm sure I'm making no sense.

Tomorrow is the company holiday party. And despite the fact that I'm antibiotics that probably don't interact with alcohol all that well I'm sure it'll be a fun time anyway. Then its a nice long three day weekend of doing nothing. My family is going up to Connecticut to my aunts on Sunday, but I'm not. I don't feel like it, mostly because I'm sick and partly because she won't let us bring Keyser, so I'm going to stay at my parents and relax with my pooch, because he's awesome.

No plans for New Years yet, aside from chilling at home with Seth, Shari and Rob, the new roommate. New Years have consistently sucked in recent memory, and I think people try to make too much out of it. Its just another day, it just so happens to be the last day of the year. Big deal. People try too hard and they shouldn't. Just have fun. Thats the plan.

Alright, now I'm definitely going to stop babbling. Adios everyone!

This is like the third time this year I've been sick enough to warrant a trip to the doctor. Granted, the doctor is where my mom works, so getting an appointment and getting seen is easy. I never have to wait in the waiting room. My mom asks me to follow her and look at a computer in the back and then shoves me in a room and I wait for the doctor. Easy, right? I was sick with a nasty sinus infection back in March, right after the bitch slut (if I can't go back and change her name in all my entries, this, or some derivation of it is how she'll be known henceforth!) and I broke up, and I thought I was going to die. One round of strong antibiotics later and I was fine, although my stomach wasn't. I had a sore throat/cold in September after returning from Montreal and I seem to be battling just a sore throat and chest congestion this time around. No sinus problems to report. Yay! I just hate the antibiotics. I'm taking a generic form of Zithromax, the one where you take three pills and you're done. But I guess those three are so strong they're really doing a number on my stomach. And thats never fun. Also not fun, not being able to partake in the open bar at the company holiday party this Friday afternoon. But thats probably a good thing.

When I lived at my parents, I at least had delusions of exercising every morning before getting ready for work. Some days were better than others and I would actually do it. A good 30-45 minutes on the stationary bike and I was good to go. Since I've moved, I haven't exercised one iota, until yesterday. Shari bought an elliptical machine a week or two ago and its been sitting in the den, just waiting to kick my ass. I let it kick my ass yesterday afternoon, and just for fun, again this morning.

I tried to do one of the included programs, that was supposed to run for 30 minutes yesterday and steadily increase, then decrease the resistance as if you were going up and down hills. I lasted 10 minutes before I was dripping with sweat, out of breath, legs feeling like jelly, and feeling like I was about to die. I had to immediately go shower and try to recover. I tried again this morning, just doing a straight amount of time at an even resistance. I lasted 17 minutes. I'm going to try to break 20 tomorrow morning.

It hurts like hell, but I know its good for me in the long run. I need to seriously have some willpower and do this, as well as follow some semblance of a diet. Using the holidays as an excuse is BS, and I need to stop saying I'll do it Monday and just do it today and everyday. OK, no more words of inspiration. I just want to go home and die!

Yeah, go figure. No spark with a girl once again. She definitely just wasn't my type, either in looks or personality. I know that probably sounds bad, but I really wasn't physically attracted to her, and personality wise, she seemed more like a caricature than anything. When I told her I wasn't interested anymore she said it was mutual, but I think thats just a cover your ass reaction, as when I told her bye last night she was asking what my plans for the rest of the weekend was. I said I don't know! At least I learned not to make plans that I"ll just have to break down the road. I mean, we had fun, it just wasn't anything special. I know the feeling that I'm looking for, and that wasn't it. We went to dinner, went ice skating, and then checkout out the first set of my guitar teachers band. Then I took her home, went into her place to use the bathroom, then proceeded to stare at her cats for 10 minutes while the news was on TV. Not exactly excited stuff. I left and went home.

What I should've done was go back to the bar my guitar teacher was playing at. He said the first set sucked, but by the second people were really getting into it and there was a good vibe. He even said that if I wanted to I could've played a number with them. Something to consider in the future, what with my limited repertoire. But a cool offer nonetheless. Maybe next time, when I'm better and can play more. My new roommate plays and goes to open mic nights occasionally. I'm sure he'll drag me one day and I'll get over my phobia of playing in front of people. I'm OK as long its about 4 people. Any more and I have problems.

So I'm chilling at my parents this weekend. Seth and Shari are in the city and Brett's working, so there isn't much going on. Might as well get some free meals and my laundry done while I have the chance to. All in all and interesting weekend so far.

So my boss was really messing me and the rest of my department yesterday. He sent out meeting requests to us for individual, 15 minute meetings, but wouldn't say what they were about. I know its bonus time, so I kind of figured what it would be about. But that paranoid side of me kicked in a little and I worried that I was getting the boot! Thankfully my co-worker IM'd me when I got home and we were comparing notes, so the bonus thing was more likely. So when I got here this morning, thats what it was indeed. I got the same I got last year, which is nice. It should enable me to pay for my guitar in full, kill any credit card balances that are tiny, and thats about it. Maybe squeek in a new iPod if I'm lucky. We'll see. I just may want to hold onto some of it for some extra spending money. I'll be happy to pay off my guitar so I can call it my own!

The date went really well last night with Nurse R (that is what she shall be referred to as until further notice). She was a little bit more Jewish than I'm used to in my dates, but we had fun and we're definitely going out again. And this time it was an empty promise made by me that I'll have to find a way to get out off, which is cool. For some reason I have an insane desire to go ice skating, something I haven't done in over a decade. She said that was cool, so I'm looking into just where and when one can go to a public skating session. They're mostly on Friday nights, which means I won't be checking out my guitar teacher's band, but I think he'll understand.

That's about it. I'm just looking forward to the week being over, even though I'm using my last vacation day on Friday. I figure I have one more, and a half day as well, might as well use it.

I really don't know why I get such a kick out of saying that. I just do. So I am meeting the girl tonight for a drink somewhere close to my parents house. I think I may swing by there on my way to see Keyser too. I keep trying to tell myself not to get my hopes up, so I'm trying not to, I'm just hoping that things go well. I have a good vibe, so hopefully that pans out into a good date, and a follow up date as well. She seems like a really cool girl. I shall report back later with details.

Nothing else going on. Seth and I fixed the elliptical machine last night. It didn't take nearly as long as we thought it would. Mainly because we knew what we were doing this time and didn't have to figure anything out, just reverse it. That shouldn't be too hard, and it wasn't. Although following the little stickers that say R and L shouldn't have been hard either, but we managed to screw that up.

Other than that I didn't really do much yesterday. I've become addicted to a new show based on people's recommendation and I spent most of yesterday watching more than half of the first season of Veronica Mars. In my defense, at least the lead actress, Kristen Bell, is hot! I also managed to sneak over to Guitar Center to get my guitar teacher a $50 gift card, for whatever purpose he sees fit. I feel kind of bad, since all I'm giving my mom is a $50 gift certificate too, but I think my parents understand the fact that I have to pay rent and more bills now, and I really did want to do something to show my appreciation for my teacher. I mean, I had an hour long lesson on Saturday, and it probably could've gone on longer. It just makes me feel better, so I did it. Hopefully he won't make me feel like an ass and refuse it!

Alright, back to work, or more like, time for lunch. Keep your fingers crossed and wish me luck tonight!

Can't complain about this much needed weekend. Its been mostly relaxing for me, which is always a good thing. Friday night I just chilled out at home. I changed the strings on my guitar, which was much needed and always a ton of fun! Seth was over, helping Shari and her dad put together an elliptical machine she bought in lieu of a gym membership. Once her parents left Seth and I finished it up, only to realize we put the hand bars on backwards. The right one on the left, and the left one on the right. The thing still works, but it kind of prevents you from folding it up properly, which is the whole reason Shari got it. We need to fix that sometime today, but they're not around at the moment, so thats a no go.

Saturday was the usual, to my parents house to see them, the dog, do my laundry and my guitar lesson. I showed up at my lesson and my teacher said I was his last client of the day, so we had all the time in the world. That resulted in an hour long lesson that was a lot of fun, just working on some tunes I wanted to work on. I brought Jimmy Eat World's "The Middle" with me to get the chorus and the solo down, and with some work I should be able to handle the solo. Go me! Then I played the opening riff of Lit's "My Own Worst Enemy", which I had tought myself the previous night. I remember my teacher's band playing it when I saw them a few weeks ago and he said, cool, now do you want to learn how to do it right? Smart ass. I was playing it right, but there's just certain little nuances you add to make it sound better. Cool though. So after the hourlong marathon lesson I headed back to the parents place, took a nap, awoke to find my clothes ironed, so I packed up and hit the road. Grabbed some take out on the way home and watched the Ranger game.

I've also been talking to this girl online for the past few days, and on the phone last night for awhile. She lives about ten minutes or so from my parents and actually works at the hospital attached to the University I went to, which is about 5 minutes from my parents. Hopefully we'll get together soon to see if it clicks between us. I'm not going to get my hopes up, but I have a good feeling about this one. Its about time too!

Thats about it. About to hit the shower and head over to Guitar Center to buy my teacher a gift card for the holidays. I figured its the least I could do, what with all the extra lesson time and what not. But thats just me and the type of guy I am! Have a great Sunday everyone!

To any bloggers out there, you ever go back and re-read old entries for whatever reason inspires you at the time, like nostalgia or just plain boredom. I do sometimes. Lately I just get pissed reading some of them, most of time its at anything having to do with Elena. So I was thinking, instead of reading Elena's name constantly in an old entry, and getting pissed, would it be wrong to just do a Find and Replace to find any instance of her name and replace it with something really demeaning, like whore, slut, bitch, or something worse or a combination of them all? Not that I'm angry or anything, as I'm way past her. I was just curious if it was wrong.

Again, sorry for being so quiet recently. There's a simple explanation for it all, theres nothing really going on in my life right now. Not sure how I feel about that, but I guess nothing is better than a whole lot or too much to deal with. Things at home are good. The new guy will be moving in soon. We all went out on Friday night to get to know him a little better and he seems like a really cool guy and I think he'll be a good fit. Anything to restore the male to female ratio in the place if you ask me. Drank way too much Friday and got up Saturday and went to my parents to do laundry. Managed to get it all done in time to head home to my place for the evening. I wasn't big on the idea of staying at my parents that night, mostly because the heat in my old room seems to be non-existant, and thats never fun.

Saturday was the usual, a nice guitar lesson where I basically learned to hit the top two open strings while playing notes on scales on the lower strings to kind of accompany myself. Weird, but OK. Saturday Brett came by with his new girlfriend and we all hung out. Seth was also out as he had to leave for Florida the next day for business. Lucky bastard, especially since it snowed a little bit last night and its been too damn cold for the past few days.

Sunday was the usual lazy day. My other roommate, Ali, had her family over for a little holiday party that day and that was fun. I hung out with her family for awhile before going into my room, shutting the door and taking a nice, well deserved nap. Then it was back to work on Monday. I hope the week doesn't drag on. I couldn't take it if it did.

Holiday bonus time is coming up and I'm anxiously awaiting what I'll be getting. Last year it was enough to put a down payment on my car. This year it will be to pay off my guitar and the rest will go to my credit cards to try and lower some of my balances (I only have one with a big balance). I figure, why wait to pay off the guitar. Might as well get it out of the way now and it'll be one less bill to pay every month, and more to go to my other bits of debt. Thats just my thinking. I remember someone saying that its best to pay off the small balances first, because they're small and easy. Not like I'm crazy poor or anything, just the usual.

Altight, back to work for a half hour, then home!

So my previously cancelled date actually occured this week. We met for coffee a few minutes away from my place on Wednesday after work. It was nice. I had fun, and I'm sure I'll go out on an official date just to see if there's anything, but I don't know, I just wasn't feeling this one either. I don't know if its me, or them, but for some reason I'm just not feeling sparks with anyone I've dated recently, Except for maybe Jen, but she was nuts, and it probably had more to do with sex than anything else. Oh well. We'll see what happens. Worst case, back to the drawing board, you know?

Thankfully this has been a very short week. Those two days I took off for my birthday were pretty rought o come back from. I swear I felt like I was playing catch up all day Wednesday. But I'm finally back in my work groove, and really looking forward to the weekend. Tonight I should be going out with the Shari and Ali and Rob, the new guy. He's slowly going to start moving his stuff in, so he and we thought it'd be a good idea to all get together for dinner or something before he moved in so we can get to know each other better. It should be fun as he seems like a cool guy. And he plays the guitar, I really can't ask for more in a roommate, other than paying the rent on time.

Speaking of guitar, its been frustrating me to no end recently. Maybe I'm just hitting a plateau and need to work a little harder to get to the next level. We shall see. It may have had something to do with getting really drunk the night before my last lesson and just being really off. I don't know. I think I just need to practice more, and practice more seriously. We shall see. I still love it, but its as frustrating as it is rewarding sometimes. I think I just want to get good fast, and need to remember that it doesn't happen overnight and there's no way I'm going to be able to play like some of my favorite artists after only 6 months. 6 years maybe, but not months.

Alright, back to work. Have a great weekend everyone!