Author: admin

[Premise: we've been trying to find a good time for a date, but things keep coming up]

Strychnyn says:
   nah i think i'll just keep stringing you along  
Talisker says:
   evil thing
Strychnyn says:
   i know *buffs nails*
Talisker says:
   :D 
Talisker says:
   and I was hoping to get the skinny on female insanity
Strychnyn says:
   they're insane.
Strychnyn says:
   there's your skinny
Talisker says:
   that's it? no method, just madness? no reason?
Strychnyn says:
   dood, it's insanity. how methodical do you expect it to be?
Talisker says:
   so how come we're not extinct yet?
Strychnyn says:
   women may be insane, but men are just stupid  
   it's all about the yin and yang, yanno

I've met many interesting people recently. A few of them have crossed over from casual acquaintance to real friendship. They come from very diverse backgrounds, have completely different personalities, and I love each and every one of their quirks. They make me think, they make me laugh, and they give me very diverse points of view on the female psyche.

Like the song says:

I'm feeling mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch the door
And in between I drink
Black Coffee

Urgh. I woke up 4 times last night. If I didn't have a client meeting today, I'd call in sick. Bleargh.

Meh. I wanted to go see 'The Last Samourai' tonight, but I couldn't find anybody to go with me. Excuses were of the form of I need to:

• do laundry
• work late
• study

Sigh… going to see a movie alone is boring, so I'll have to wait to go see it.

I feel like a headless chicken. I've been running around all friggin day, but a lot of that falls into the “hurry up and wait” category. I got my passport application signed and delivered, some paperwork handled for various clients, and now I'm in the middle of nowhere, working for another client.

The silly season is starting early this year. These days, I'm often feeling unfocused anxiety. Right now, I could use a consultation with Dr. Livet…. paging Dr. Livet, Dr. Glenn Livet…

My brain hurts. I just finished watching Charlie's Angels 2. Ow ow ow. That has to be one of the lamest movies ever… but I'm a sucker for Cameron Diaz' ass, so I had to do it, I just had to.

On a lighter note, I spent the day making my world famous pasta sauce, and the apartment smells of oregano and tomatoes. Hmmmmm. I was thinking of making lasagna tonight, but I've been sampling my sauce all afternon, and I'm not that hungry anymore :P Today has been a chores day: laundry, cleaning, dishes, bleh. All in all, a rather slow-paced day. I could use a few more like it.

So what's in plan for tonight? Some boob tube, maybe chatting with a few people online if work or studying leaves some free time :) I wish 'em all well.

I've discovered the joys of owning a blender. I know it sounds quite silly, but hear me out. I've had problematic food allergies, and they've just gotten worse in the last few years. The stuff I'm allergic to severely limits my ability to go out to eat, so to prevent myself from going insane, always eating the same thing, I've become a rather decent cook. Hey, I'm a biochemist by formation, I'm good at following recipies :P

So anyway, I bought a blender, and since then, I've been converted to the joys of cream of anything soup :) My best one so far is a cream of carrot soup, but I'm making cream of leek tonight for a xmas party. Hmmmmm.

On that note, I have to go cook :)

Anybody have recipies to share?

Even though a lot of shit is happening these days, it's always good to take a step back and realize that people care about you, and vice-versa.

Lets see.

It started with me waking up every two hours or so last night because I was having really fucked up dreams, then I broke my cell phone antenna – FOR THE SECOND TIME, and now I have to deal with shit from ze ex-gf. I loved her, I really did, but I swear she's the most neurotic person I know.

Quote from our last email exchange:

[…] I simply sent a quick email making you aware that I now had an online journal, like I did to ALL of my friend. YOU are the one who took the time to write me the flame-mail from hell, telling me basically that I was a desperate, intellectually lazy, self-destructive moron. Why, thank you.

So now, I'm in a really good mood today. I want this week to be over, so I can go out tonight, have a drink or two with Michel, and spend time with people who are special to me. You know who you are.