The last week has been a bit boring. I have spent a lot of time with my next door neighbors. We watched Shallow Grave the other night. (great flick) The first in the "Bags of Money" trilogy, the second being Trainspotting and the third A Life Less Ordinary. After that we watched "Payback", which was interesting...fun. We've been playing "Syphon Filter" most recently on the playstation.

One of the incoming first year directing grad student is going to spend the night at my place tonight. She's really nice, from all accounts on the phone, and it will be nice to chat with someone who is dealing with some of the similar concerns and excitement going on right now.

Well, things with Sarah are great. We had another Sunday morning chat. I've started smoking cigarettes again, which she hates, as do I. She's promised that if I quit this week, she'll come and visit me on my birthday in the end of October. God knows what's going to be going on then. We had a long, VERY relxaed conversation about marriage and kids...GENERALLY, not about us. This is really strange. There's no way that this can realistcally work for several years, but something is pushing inside of my head on this one. I don't know.

I don't think I've spent much time in discussin mys love life here, but sufficed to say that I started having sex when I was 14, and since then have had more than 20 partners. (I think anyone who wants to judge me can use that number to their best advantage) My relationships have lasted no longer than 4 months. I have no fear of commitment, as the classic case study goes, but I have never developed the skills I needed to maintain one. I've become very good at the first 3 or so months.

My temp job ended last week on Friday. The whole office turned into a pile of writhing assholes for the last two days of the week because of a thing called "a deadline". Ah...I now understand..."deadlines" supercede basic manners and decency. And after the day was done, you go out and have a beer with this roiling mass of rectums and everyones AOK...bullshit. They were actually offended when I said I didn't want to go out that night. I said, "Hey...if you all could have been civil today, then we could have gone out and had a great time." This whole compartmentalizing of people's livesx into "work", "family", "play"...I dunno...I guess I am lucky that my life merges and turns. Yes, there are times when my family is the focus, but I don't suddenly become a different Jekyl who is not responsible for the actions of Hyde. bah!

Well, I can barely pay my rent, (what's new), but I have food and friends. Not much else really matters. Trying to start rollerblading every day, we'll see.

Come back next week and SEE RYAN QUIT SMOKING FOR UNSUBSTANTIATED LO...Looooo....(damn...can't say it)....*wave*