grey skies and hormones
Sorry about the last couple of posts. I’ve deleted them for the good of humanity.
We haven’t seen the sun here since…we’ll since last Sunday. (which shall henceforth be referred to as My Glorious Return.) Between Vitamin D/full-spectrum deficiency and the ol’ hormonal cycle thang, I’ve been a little, um, what’s the word? Morose? Crazy? Either one works.
YM and I spent the afternoon at the Mall of America where I picked up my, now short-enough jeans, and was again humiliated in a dressing room. This time in the “intimate apparel” department. Suffice it to say, I have serious doubts about anyone actually wanting to see that. Let’s just leave it at that, shall we?
On the brighter side, (much brighter. despite the absence of Sol) I have begun the next round of online applications for a cup of coffee or a beer.
In case anyone is wondering, I think we’re at about a 25:3:1 ratio. That is 25 responses (mine or theirs) convert to about 3 actual dates (after such fol-de-rol as IM’ing or exchanging long and intricately worded emails) which might convert to one person to whom one is attracted – on various levels. This hypothesis and ratio is yet to be confirmed and may be actually lower. In fact it probably is. A 3:1 ratio between dates and attraction seems pretty high. More data will need to be collected.
I am also horrified to note that there is something called an Urban Dictionary (www.urbandictionary.com) where I learned that some people might actually expect to have s-e-x on a third date. Who knew? Maybe that’s why SaxMan was so freaked out?
Tomorrow promises to be cold and dark. Whoo-hoo! I’m taking Libby the Adventure Poodle out for a walk at Fort Snelling State Park. I was supposed to meet SailorGuy there too, but his parents called and they need some help with something. Since they’re 90 he feels obliged. I’m glad he does.
On a completely different (and yet still oddly horrifying) note, I discovered that High School Flame is stopping in fairly regularly to read. (Everybody wave and say ‘hi!’) I encourage you (you know who you are) to leave whatever pithy and heartfelt advice you have for me…anonymously, of course. As a person who knows me in some ways better than I know myself I think…even after all these years…I would find your insight on things useful.
Ok. Tomorrow is a big day at work…must not forget the Krispy Kremes for the kids’ choir!
Peace y’all.
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A year ago (or longer) on This Journey…
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Weird dreams #2 2008
Bring your dog to work day 2005
December 31st, 2006 at 12:24 pm
Been gone awhile and I haven’t read up until recently. What did you delete?
And for Mr. Anonymous- Leave her something pleasant, she deserves it.
Sun Oct 22, 03:27:00 PM 2006
December 31st, 2006 at 12:25 pm
abbagirl,
there were a couple of posts that were just incredibly whiny navel-gazing rambling. Not even well written navel-gazing rambling.
As for Mr. Anonymous…should he choose to leave a note, I’m confident it would be pleasant. All-in-all he’s a pretty classy and warm-hearted guy. And he’s got the world-wise thing going for him too.
Sun Oct 22, 07:48:00 PM 2006
December 31st, 2006 at 12:25 pm
aha, Mr. Anonymous is worldy, eh? Cool. I would have loved read the whiny stuff. It just isn’t you.
Sun Oct 22, 08:44:00 PM 2006