Just read an article in Januarys Vogue that basically says if you want to have success in changing your habits, you should change your environment. I thought that the first thing I could do is change the background of my blasted diary. I have been sick of the red tootsies for a while now. I hope to update colors, etc. every so often to give myself a little change of scenery. Hopefully this will help kick start some things within my little world. [note to self: replacement habit…discuss sometime later]
Tonights blind date night! Im trying really, really hard not to get all worked up about it. But cmon. You know I am. Mr. Blind Date even said that our friends already have the whole scenario worked out .we will fall in love and travel the globe with Lovely and her guy. Wouldnt that be amazing? But yes, I know the chances of that are slight. Still, like I told him, even if there are no sparks its always nice to meet a new friend.
Awww who am I kidding? It will suck if there are no sparks, and Im sure hes much too busy to add a platonic relationship to his black book.
But whatever. Its just fun to be excited and nervous! Im having a clothing dilemma as I type! What to wear, what to wear?! Gah I have NO idea what this guy looks like. But I do have an idea of his personality and I know that he likes sharp dressers from the conversation we had on NY Eve. And Id really like to wear something that has just the tiniest hint of sparkle since he overheard a conversation that I had on my other phone line with Steph regarding a sparkly top. When I came back on the line he asked if I was going to wear something sparkly on Friday night. I dont want to look like a NYE re-run, but I want something with just a hint. Listen to me! Ive gone and lost it! I WILL NOT leave the office early to go shop! I have too much stuff already. Im sure Ill figure something out.
Heres something strange and interesting: when I asked Super T to come with me to meet [Athena] and Patrick, I didnt want him to know how she and I knew each other, so I fibbed and told him that wed met on Friendster (thanks to Athenas brilliant suggestion!). Now, I rarely hang out at that site. And because I only have photos of my feet posted, I dont get much action except for loony foot fetishists and the like. But ever since Ive come back from Dallas, theres been a flurry of activity there for me.
But I cant figure out how someone outside of my network managed to find me and send a note. It was a really nice, thoughtful one too but I cant reply or even check out the profile. Frustrating! Any Friendsters out there know how to remedy that?
Finally saw Lost in Translation last night. I absolutely loved it because it felt so familiar. Going, discovering, wondering, aching. And lives that intertwine for brief moments in time. And does it get any easier? And no, not really. And I was relieved by the end because thats how I feel so much of the time. And I always feel like maybe Im missing something. But guess what? Maybe Im not.
Well, Ive wasted enough valuable office time writing this entry. I need to go finish making up my presentation hand-outs. Yep, right back into the swing of things on Monday. Look out New York City, Gingers coming home.
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