Playing Nice Nice @ MindSay

The first is i couldn't find that cat GIF you made for me.
And second?
I uploaded that 'life is but a dream' GIF without  a problem.
uh oh, everybody duck!
bye-bye dent free walls.
LOL!

In other news:

I've been working very hard lately and it is hot hot HOT! in the metro area right now.

I'm working on my "own" stuff right now and feeling very good about it and very proud of myself.

Amy and I have a five hour writing session tomorrow when I get off from work. And then she wants to go to a bar and practice flirting.

She's funny, she said to me on Saturday, "I'm trying to not hate men, and I need to practice being nice to them. We'll go out after the writing session and we'll smile at men. We won't take any numbers, we don't even have to talk to them just smile and be nice."

So I said to her, "But I don't wanna be nice and flirt, I don't want to meet anybody. I want to be alone, I'm happy being alone right now."

So Amy says, "you don't have to talk to them, just smile, and look away, that's flirting."

She still thinks I need practice being nice to men. I don't have a problem with men right now, I just don't want one, AT ALL!

I'm not lonely.
I'm not horny.

I am plain old happy WITH OUT a man right now.

Nighty-night sleep tight mindsay,

Lux

The first is i couldn't find that cat GIF you made for me.
And second?
I uploaded that 'life is but a dream' GIF without  a problem.
uh oh, everybody duck!
bye-bye dent free walls.
LOL!

In other news:

I've been working very hard lately and it is hot hot HOT! in the metro area right now.

I'm working on my "own" stuff right now and feeling very good about it and very proud of myself.

Amy and I have a five hour writing session tomorrow when I get off from work. And then she wants to go to a bar and practice flirting.

She's funny, she said to me on Saturday, "I'm trying to not hate men, and I need to practice being nice to them. We'll go out after the writing session and we'll smile at men. We won't take any numbers, we don't even have to talk to them just smile and be nice."

So I said to her, "But I don't wanna be nice and flirt, I don't want to meet anybody. I want to be alone, I'm happy being alone right now."

So Amy says, "you don't have to talk to them, just smile, and look away, that's flirting."

She still thinks I need practice being nice to men. I don't have a problem with men right now, I just don't want one, AT ALL!

I'm not lonely.
I'm not horny.

I am plain old happy WITH OUT a man right now.

Nighty-night sleep tight mindsay,

Lux

Whew.

Friday totally made up for Thursday.  I don't regret posting about it, though.  Sometimes it's nice to just get stuff out.

It's also nice when the stuff just dissipates and goes away.

Work was good on Friday, the gym was good until I got a headache and just let myself go home, and then at the last minute, I dragged myself to services and I'm very glad I went.  The service was huge, we had a women's dinner on the 2nd floor which was really nice, and then MASS TRANSIT, NYU's premiere a capella group, sang to us for about 45 minutes.  And let me tell you; they were fantastic.  wow.  Some of 'em were cute, too ;).

And I talked to 'Josh', who is the senior in the group, because I wanted to know if anyone had invited them to sing at Relay yet, and they're already coming.  And as he felt like announcing to me, 'all single' (at least the 12 who were there that night), which means the boy who looked like an angel when he sang...damn :).  Probably a college sophomore, but I guess I could pretend :).

Basically, I'm better.  I'm trying to let things go and breathe and just remember that even if things suck temporarily, I have it pretty damn good.

*Strange moment of yesterday:  Opening my copy of AMNY (A.M. New York, for all you country bumpkins :p) waiting for the train, and seeing them interview three people about how they think the racial tension in New York is.  Do you know who the first person they interviewed was?  MASDEU.  Do you know who Masdeu is?  Oh, he's an NYU security guard who works in the building I used to live in.  How ridiculous is that?  Masdeu.  The guy I started calling MasDON'T after he was a jerk one night.  Ha ha.  How lame am I? But I looove Masdeu.  And there he was, in the paper.

And now...READING!!!!


**also of importance to note:  Zevu is home, and safe.  He was missing for over a week, and they thought a bear had gotten him, but he showed up, thin and scared, last night or Thursday night.  Thank G-d.

This is just a simple an quick blog.

 

i just wanted to let all of my friends and aquaintances that i have made on mindsay that i appreciate how nice y'all have been and supportive of the of blogs about my experiences. I know they aren't very many of you that read them would even consider having these experiences, some find them worthless, some consider them porn, others read them as fantasy and a break from your reality. i would guess that maybe, maybe one or two of you might want to try some of my experiences. i am sure there of lots of you that don't appreciate my lifestyle and certainly don't approve of it. all of that is ok with me, but the really nice thing is that everyone has been very nice and accepting that i am what i am and even if you have some onerous opinion of me you have politely not expressed it.

What i have really enjoyed is you allowing me to read and enjoy your blogs, sharing in your lives in a vicarious way is so very enjoyable, the good things, the bad, the joys the rants....thank you for sharing i very much enjoy it! *KISS*

Christmas.  I had a nice family gathering for christmas.  Didn't get any of the gifts i didn't ask for.  I did however get a very nice watch from becky.  i look like a fucking pimp with it on.  False.  But it's still a really excellent watch and gift.  I fear i may be turning into a restaurant snob.  Lately i have been on a tear of going to, what some might consider, "expensive restaurants".  I just think of them as high class Applebees.  The streak looks to continue this weekend when becky and i go out to celebrate her birthday at a place called Mistral, which is french for empty your pockets or be laughed out the door.  I'm kidding of course.  I am really looking forward to getting away this weekend.  Work might be the one cause of stress in my life.  We finished the duplex and now we are framing a bank.  Its a cool job and a new experience.  How many 5 man crews can say they framed a bank?  At the same time, i don't want to be what the guys call a "lifer".  I need to do something with my life.  I'm 24 and if i don't make a change soon i will wake up and i will be 35 and i'll still be nailing boards together.  That thought depresses me.  The other guys seem to love that and more power to them but i can't do it.  They are planning on taking a trip up to maine for a weekend the second week of january.  They are all excited.  I'm trying to figure out ways to get out of going.  They'll have a blast i'm sure.  Its not my scene.  Watching them get drunk might get old after a few days.  I don't know.  Content to be discontent.  Thats me.  Fuck Friday but i can't wait when work is done and i can drive up to Mass. for the weekend and just escape for a little while.  Should be nice.