For those of you who still read my LJ and whom I have not flooded with information about my upcoming interview (my apologies to the rest of you, who have to endure me talking about it even more), I've got one coming up pretty soon. Details are here, on my real blog (the one that I actually update anymore, even though I have a Dashboard widget for ( Read more... )

As some of you know, I'm moving in with Eric Ruth fairly soon. Or rather, he's moving in with me. We're moving in together. Something like that. Anyway, we both went to a convention in VA this weekend (I got to rock out live on stage, hooray!) and when he got back to the place where he's staying with a friend (Eric number 2), he found that the ( Read more... )

I'm single again ( Read more... )

Hooray! 3rd date = kiss. And in this case, kiss = 1 hour smooch session. I cannot describe how good I feel with your clumsy human language, but I can state that I am totally crazy about Kelly. And not just because of the affection; that would be reversing the cause and effect relationship ( Read more... )

Since I'm not going to cross-post between this blog and my other one as a matter of policy, I would encourage those of you who are super-curious about my recent romantic rendezvous to read about it there. That is, if you haven't already.

So, to elaborate on the previous post:

I've got a date on Wednesday.

This is my first date in a long, long time (22 years or so), so I'm pretty pumped about it. Plus, she's perfect and I've known her for 20 years. What more could I ask for?

Aw man, the past two days have been great.

Today has been a good, good day. I'll elaborate later, but the basic gist of it is...

SOMEBODY LIKES ME! SOMEBODY LIKES ME! LA LA LA LA LA

I feel like I'm in middle school again.

P.S. Why does LJ have an "exanimate" mood, but not "elated"?

This is exactly what we have social services for.

I just got back from having a flat on the beltway. Having a flat on a major highway (and pulling over to the shoulder of the fast lane) is annoying enough to begin with, but it's worse when it's COLD AS BALLS and you find out that the crappy tire iron that came with your car is stripped so that you can't get the lug nuts off ( Read more... )

Why is it that whenever I plan something with you, you either forget or change your mind at the last minute? I'm aware that you don't place such a high priority on fulfilling social commitments, but surely you must be aware that this hurts. I love you to death, my friend, and there's not much that can change that, but this causes me so much ( Read more... )