I feel old. I just had to explain who Wyclef Jean is.

I was just earlier today wondering if I should call that girl I broke up with (but wanted to be friends with) or if I should let her be the one to call me. I was thinking it'd be less pressure on her if I invited her to a group thing (easier to accept or turn down, either way) except that my friends dint really like her. And lo and behold she just called me! And in perfect timing and such )we are both downtown) to grab dinner. Go universe. AND I look like crap. Which is also good, in this situation!

AND I look like crap. Which is also good, in this situation!

Heh.

I just had semi-nice dinner out with a friend, which was nice. Earlier, I tried on a bunch of jeans, none of which were perfect, but I was stunned that they have 34 inch inseam jeans in Macy's now! But not very many, and most of them were $100. But I might try the Gap tomorrow. Then dinner with another friend tomorrow night. I think those are all weekend plans. Oh, family dinner Sunday per usual.

I should have known this woman was insane the minute she started talking to me about her work with past life regression and how she had figured out a lot about herself from figuring things out about her past lives.

So, does she think she was Samson in a past life, or Rapunzel?

Haiti telethon: did she seriously just change "Baby, I can see your halo" to "Haiti, I can see your halo"?

I had short hair as a kid because I tied knots in it as I fell asleep. As soon as I could take care of it myself, I was allowed to grow it. And I had it shoulder length or longer (waist) until* I moved up here and then started going shorter and shorter. And honestly, fewer bad hair days now.

* Well, except for when I was 14. Briefly below my ears for a bit.

Loki is definitely a scenty-tactile creature.

When I moved, I found and INSANE number of cat toys under and behind things. And I *thought* I'd been doing a good job of cleaning under stuff.

I got called a rockstar in the pool today. 40 minutes straight, my usual (1.3 miles roughly.) Hee!

And speaking of bugs, a "bug" turned up today which is kind of a mess. And the thing is, it's something I approved, noting at the time I could only speak for my stuff, not anything else. But apparently no one checked anything else. (Using the database's null date value rather than an empty field, because the empty field was causing other problems. But this fucked up database rollover tasks.)

Oops. But that's the testers jobs to find that. Not me.

It's fixable, but really fucking annoying.

40 minutes straight, my usual (1.3 miles roughly.)

Holy crap, you are a rock star.

There are regulars that swim longer and faster than me. I'd like to get faster, but sort of have hit a wall with that.

And some people do the Ironman Triathlon. STILL.