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2003-06-12 - 12:21 p.m. Sleep deprived dolphin! And I even have plans for tonight. I may actually need a nap before going out. Random instant message from someone through the yahoo personals late last night. He’s aparently teaching a summer class at the local University. Night class in macroeconomics. It was actually a course I was considering taking. Yes, I checked his references through the University. They check out – even has a legitimate University website with the syllabus and everything. But he was a very persistent frenchman who was trying to make a case to come visit my house at 3am. Something I would not even consider doing. Public place first (unless we’ve been talking for ages and I think I have a really good feel for your character) – at an hour where humans are awake. He had a million excuses why we couldn’t meet at a diner or the 24 hour Dunkin Donuts. Red lights started flashing “STALKER”. Seemed a nice enough guy (and very intelligent for not being a native speaker of English), but I prefer a more subtle approach to persistence. Much more subtle. This guy would seem to qualify as far too available. And the thought runs: if he is persistent enough to get an invite over, he could be encouraged and try to be persistent enough to make a play for staying the night. Which naturally extends to sex (at least in most male minds), and nobody and I mean nobody is going to be persistent enough to get me to have sex when I don’t want to. Been through that once already. So I tend to nip those thoughts in the bud. And I don’t think he realized that I knew exactly what he was trying to do. The sad thing is that if he were less persistent and agreed to meet me in a public place another time, he might have gotten an invite back to my house that same night. It’s not like I’ve never fucked on a first date (and often the word “date” wouldn’t have even applied). I just have to feel like it’s something I’ve chosen. Control freak? Maybe. Am I entitled in this instance? Abso-fucking-loutely. OK, why am I seeing floaters? I haven’t even eaten today! Grrrr. Speaking of food, Wednesday is going to be Pizza night (clean the house night too, but that's a different story). Which will be really cool when my little guy is finally up here - he loves pizza. (I really miss him.) The local Little Caesars had a Wednesday special: Large cheese pizza $5.00 - and it was even hot and waiting. Rock on! The A&P had a special on Bryers Ice Cream: 1/2 gallon $2.00. How can you go wrong? Both of these are on my way home from work, by the way. Yes I haven't eaten yet today. And I'm not sure I'm going to be able to either. Check run today and someone else didn't do what they were supposed to do so that I could get my shit done on time. So I've been doing data entry and "putting out fires" all damn morning. Note: next Thursday is payday, and in addition to picking up the ficus tree for the livingroom, I'm going to get my nails done again. And a pedicure and the eyebrows waxed. (No, I don't get the bikini line waxed). Maybe even make an appiontment to get my hair done. I'm trying to grow it out, but it seriously needs some style - not to mention color help. No, I'm not thinking about changing the color again. It'll be blonde at least until the end of the summer (or until someone breaks my heart - whichever comes first). I just don't like the obvious 2-tone I-dyed-my-hair-and-now-have-really-bad-roots look. I think I'll grab a Pop-Tart from the vending machine.
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