The First Day of the Rest of My Life

Thursday, February 26, 2004

Maybe this bit of news will help me on my abstinence streak.

But I can't help thinking, the one sexual thing that I'm somewhat decent at, and this happens...

Okay, so Ash Wednesday came and went. Not only did I not get my ashes, I didn't even really come up with something to give up. Now I could try last year's goal, but it seems so... last year. (To be honest, this is still something I struggle with; having free Cinemax doesn't help things.)

But I'd like to use this time to improve my overall Catholic-ness. (Hey, I made a new word!) Now I have some role models to follow (Teri and Rae from the sidebar), but I want to get my hands dirty with religion this time. (Freudian slip? You decide...)

Of course, after my celebrations on Mardi Gras, I figure I could use some catching up. I won't go into too much detail, but let's just say a few hurricanes, three gay bars and some discrimination was involved. And all this on a school night...

To update the previous post from Friday, the first meeting with the young adult group went somewhat well. I joined four other "young adults" (I was the oldest one, I believe) in a trip to the local shelter to volunteer for a night. I helped out with a movie watching party for the kids. Not a whole lot of sociability opportunities, but at least they know who I am.

As for Match... well, slow going there, mostly my fault. No messages sent, only a couple of online chats. Hopefully that will change soon.

In other news, I read a book! A whole book, from front to back! While cruising through Barnes and Noble a couple of weeks ago, I happened upon a book written by comedian Aisha Tyler titled, "Swerve." It's a pretty light read; I finished it in two days. But it touches on a lot of truths, I'd recommend it to almost every female I know. (Carla Jean, this means you...) One thing, though: the gal did go to Dartmouth, and boy, does she let you know it. While reading, I started underlining words and phrases that I didn't quite get so I could look them up at a later date. After finishing the book, I counted all the lines.

And I counted.

And I counted some more.

I ended up with 66. 66 terms, phrases and references to check on. Now, I've gotten through about 15 of them (everything from "Maori" to "schadenfreude"). But I still have a bunch left. Maybe in a future post, I'll put them up, so we can all learn something. (Or someone out there can help me wrap my head around what the Hegelian dialectic involves...)

Alright, that's enough for now. I have to drive to New Braunfels tomorrow to have lunch with my dad and a woman from the office he manages. Something about a set-up... this has comedy written all over it, I can just tell.

Friday, February 20, 2004

Okay, so now I'm taking steps to meeting people. One: join up with a "young adult" (18-30) group at my old church. Two: get a paid membership to

This should be interesting.

Monday, February 16, 2004

So maybe now I know why I don't go out on dates: I'm a big pussy.

I figured I'd break up the monotony of my workweek by heading to a local club for their weekly Swing Nite. Swing dance lessons, followed by a cool band (tonight, a group called the Irish Brothers from California). I got there, rarin' to dance with many women... and nothing happened. I basically stood on the sidelines and watched all the others dance it up while I sucked down two Buds.

One of these days, I'll actually get the balls to pursue women. Until that time, I'll be in my empty apartment, watching game shows and sighing heavily.

Friday, February 13, 2004

- My new diet and weight-loss buddy.
- Encounters with Tony Robbins and the Fab Five.
- Why this time of year always has so much hope (and so much pain) for me.
- Raises.