The shoe drops

Remember this? Or This? Well Pete dropped the news today. He asked her and she said yes. I am real happy for him. She is a great girl. He deserves her.

From a personal perspective, it is depressing though. He is younger than me. He puts zero effort into dating (multiple yrs without a date) and she drops into his lap. I have tried various things over the years and I have what? negative, nevermind zero, to show for it?

I almost canceled Sunday. I mean what is the point? I won't though. It is pointless but it is something to do, even if it is a one time thing. I need more stuff to do. It keeps me going.

Disturbance in the Force

Wow. Ok this is really weird. Things aren't suppose to go smoothly. But they are. Next Sunday is the big test apparently. Now is not the time to worry about things.

I got some good/bad news on Saturday. My sister asked me to be the Godfather. Yay! But it means I have to register at the local Church and start attending regularly. Crap. I am expecting a baby this week and if I don't get it, I am going to start complaining.

New Cell should be here Tuesday. New sneakers should be here tomorrow (finally!!).

All this stuff lately makes me feel very adult. Though not old. Strange. I hope it keeps up.

Good Day

Today was a good day (I guess is, not quite over yet). Absolutely beautiful weather (70s, breezy). Car inspection went without a hitch. I decided to take the entire day off. Needed the break really after this long biweek, too. Well, I was home so I decided to actually cook. I used that leftover eggplant with spaghetti for lunch. Came out good again. I think that is now an official "how to use frozen fried eggplant" recipe. For dinner, I contemplated making the curry but I should get some bamboo shoots for that. So I decided to try something with that kilebasa in the freezer. Some corn, some carrots, some string beans... viola. I added some cheese to the final product for a little bit extra.


The second can of corn may have been a bit too much. Have plenty of leftovers now too (probably two more meals worth).

Still need to decide on a cell phone but at least I know what I am going to do.

I also decided to be a tad more assertive. What I have been doing so far seems to be working, much to my surprise. I figured what the hell. It is playing with house money for me. (now that I mentioned the situation publicly it will probably blow in my face. oh well).

Coffee Review- Peter's Blend from Porto Rico Importers

The company: Porto Rico Importers based in NYC. Been in business a long time. Offer wide variety of beans cheaply. Also sells a wide selection of tea. Has weekly specials on coffee. Has internet, phone, and fax ordering options. Not a huge operation with an amazon type polish to it. Internet ordering is basically a secured email, not a cart system. Ordering was easy enough, no acknowledgement. Email sent back with final order total within 36 hours.

The coffee: Beans are obviously fresh and had a strong fragrance to them. They were slightly oily as well, especially so for a non-french roast. Obviously a blend as there were different shades of beans. Peter's Blend is fairly similar to breakfast blends but with a bit more heft(I find breakfast blends to be light or weak in general). Smooth, Low acid. Fairly straight forward with some decent accent notes. Goes well Black with a small amount of sugar. I would order this blend again.

Price of coffee: They have weekly specials. Peter's blend runs $3.99/pound on sale. Regular price varies but is often 5.99/lb.

Shipping: $7.28 to ship 3 pounds. Uses UPS ground. Took 3 Business days.

Packaging: Shipped in a box with biodegrabale packing peanuts (no chemical fumes which is a plus). Bagged in plastic lined paper bags- not vacuum packed.

Hit Pause

I need to get away from this online thing.

Patterns and weirdness

The human brain loves to make patterns and associates that don't exist. Trying to make order out of chaos and all that. So it isn't unusual to start seeing fpf things in real life to some degree.

But Jesus, that girl looks a lot like Rufie.

Semicolon

Ok so I decide to write a note to this woman on match. I type it up and reread it to check for typos and such. I realize that I used a semicolon in the second line of the email.

A semicolon.

What the fuck am I thinking? Am I trying not to have her read past the second line?

Comfortable cocoon

I been what can be described as a rut for quite a few years now. My life is not much different at 30 than it was 24 (I am even back to buying CDs!). That is sad in a way. I been trying to force change recently. We will see how it goes.

Worst Mindset ever

Milestone birthdays have a habit of causing reflection on one's life. It also causes one to remember the past. I ran across some old emails with a friend named John who I long have lost touch with. I recognized me yet not me. And there was my friend, patient and understanding with my ranting. Truth in my madness? There were facts but nothing representing what can be considered truth.

I come to the conclusion that I am the
> personification of the
> fact that there is NOT someone for anyone. I am
> gonna be 25 in less than a
> month and I have realized that not one girl has ever
> though enough of me to
> withstand a hour of my company for a free meal. So
> as you can see, I am
> feeling just great about myself.

I need to email John...

Hopes for the New Year

I hope:

• Josh finds a way.
  
• Noel manages to get her stuff together.
• Martin finds a nice French Canadian Nympho.
• Brad stays off the lung candy.
• Elena doesn't break Vince.
• My niece is happy and healthy.
• My mom gets better.
• My dad gets a break.

And me? I don't know. I want a resolution (an end if you will).