Lets try and get it right the first time. I wanna talk about how Things have been slow for me the past few weeks. It’s been really nice actually. The last dance is over and the lights are on. I’ve spent a little time watching the American Idol tryouts, which is really the only part of that show I can stand. Once the Hollywood pageantry kicks in and the participants are actually trying, it gets rather dull.

On Wednesday I went out to the haunt for dinner and a couple of beers. It’s nice because the bar tender there has finally started buying me drinks. The last couple times I’ve been in he has taken half the drinks off my tab. My heavy tipping is finally starting to pay off.

I watched Friends & Lovers last night while doing laundry. It basically sucked. There was so much formula involved that any sort of originality it may have had was lost. I was left wholly unsatisfied by the compulsory crazy german, the gratuitous flashing, the cry-me-a-river cat and the cradle storyline. The more I think about it the more it sucked. I don’t know if I laughed once. OK maybe once.

I went out to dinner with my Dad on Tuesday after his meeting. We went to our usual Tommy’s Thai for dinner. He’s worried about some things. At one point he asked me how my love life was. I told him it was nonexistent. He asked me why, aren’t Jami and I talking anymore? I said we were, in fact I just got a nice present from her the other week, but were so far away that my “love life” is nonexistent. He then went on to tell me that I could try out the internet dating thing, or hurry dating. He only wants the best for me. And I love him for that.

There are so many fucking brilliant people out there with so many fucking brilliant ideas. I want my brain cells back. I need to get out more. I need to come up with something. I’m consuming excessively more than I’m creating. It makes me feel unacceptable.