The girl is meeting the parents tomorrow. No stress about it whatsoever, they're pretty laid back and she meets all of the basic requirements they could reasonably expect. She told me her parents would be much the same way about me, but we haven't figured out a timeline for my meeting them. This is quickly turning into pretty serious business.
Maybe I should get contact lenses. I don't think I need a new prescription and the insurance will give me money for hardware this year. I used to have them, but stopped in college because I couldn't be buggered to get a new prescription and such.
Pascha went well.
My car is making grinding noises. Brakes. I don't know any good mechanics around here. I am wondering whether to get it fixed now or after Dark Lord Day - I really need a car to get to Dark Lord Day and I think the car would survive the trip, but it really would be better to get it fixed. I don't want to risk not having a car for Dark Lord Day: it's that important.
I've been busy the last couple weeks, so instead of picking up heavy things and putting them down at the gym, I've been doing crossfit-style workouts in the storage room with my medicine ball and pullup bar. It's good to do a little of this sort of thing, because otherwise that run in a month will just kill me. I really like my medicine ball. I really need to round up some friends to go down to the beach and play Hooverball when it warms up.
I saw a Sondheim musical last night: "Merrily We Roll Along". A student production. It was very poignant. Like getting stabbed repeatedly. In the good way. They put on a pretty good show, too.
It was suggested by a married couple we know that the lot of us should all take dance lessons together. I said that I had been thinking of that, too, particularly swing dance. Then we all sat in admiration of how great an idea it was and how we were all in accord. $CITY Swing Dance Society is right by me, but they don't say when the next set of beginner classes start and they might be on a night we can't do it. Otherwise, it'd be a pretty good fit. I took the beginner class there ages ago, but I didn't keep up with it after the class because I basically went alone and dancing is the sort of thing where you really need a bunch of people you know unless you want to dance poorly with a bunch of strangers. Some people can handle that while learning. I'm not that kind of guy.
I didn't budget time properly for my upcoming exam: I may have to bow out. Ugh. That means I may be stuck in this job until fall/winter. I'll take two exams in the fall. I'll start studying now. That'll be a way to make it up. Respect the demands of time. Schoolwork and everything else outside is simply demanding too much of the time in the short run and I'm not making enough progress on the material. C'est la vie. I'm a ne'er-do-well and failure. I'm also a drunkard and a spendthrift. At least I've got rhythm. And, now, a lot more free time.
|< Looks at watch. | Phone System Squabbles >|