Today wasn't half bad at all. My test was super easy, and Valentine's Day wasn't as prominently on my mind as I thought it would have been. Anyways, I joined the fraternity at ten and went around serenading girls and giving them roses for a while. That gave me a sense of satisfaction, and my spirits were pretty high from then on. After than Matt and I went back to his appartment and we cooked hot wings for lunch while watching re-runs of The Incredible Hulk. I love hot wings and old 70's television series. What a great combination. After all that I worked the desk, went to audio lab, went to spanish and then went with Viking to print out his Valentine's Day cards that he and Stuffy made. Pretty funny if I do say so myself. After that I worked out, showered and went on duty. Duty was pretty lax tonight even though I went on extra rounds just in attempts to catch sneakers, but to no avail. Lucky them. Chubbs got the dancing Tom Jones hamster back that was stolen from Mitch over Christmas, so we had a big celebration with the reunification of all the Pembroke talking animals. Kibbe also gave me a back and foot massage because she felt sorry for me since I was on duty on Valentine's Day night. Thank you Kibbe, if you read this journal.
Alas, here are my other happenings. Operation "ACJ" as many of you have come to learn of is still going strong. There have been a few hitches left and right, but what can I say... I love toiling with danger. I also have a new screen name, but it's one of those things that if I don't send it to people, they don't get it, so it's not going to be posted. Not to worry, all of my loyal readers have I'm pretty sure, and if not, I'll figure out who soon. The purpose is to move on in life. Leave behind stuff that gives you identity with that present and grasp on to new identity of this present. There are just some things that can't go along for the entire ride.
So here's my hypothesis guys. It's a hypothesis on the cycles of women. This is the day. Yes, today is the day that starts off the season. Valentine's Day is notorious for making women feel inadiquate. "I don't have a boyfriend to make me feel special today. There must be something wrong with me." The fuse is lit. It doesn't take much time at all, and generally comes with the warmer weather the idea that "There's nothing wrong with me, and I can proove it by getting a boyfriend." This is where we men must be on guard. Women who payed you no attention before will begin to initiate conversation with you and flirt with you. Don't be a prisoner. The reason I say this is that come September their thought process evolvs into "Well, point proven, but I guess I'm better off without this guy after all." Guess where that leaves you? Yeah, you know. These many observations came to me today, and I've already done some past testing without even knowing it. It's true.
Other than that, the weather has finally become appealing. I think the weather is directly attached to my mood, so I enjoy a nice sunny day. Tomorrow is going to be sunny at 75! I can't wait to wear more shorts and sandles, but tomorrow will also come early, so I'd probably better get to sleep. Peace and Love.
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