Hil, very cool!

Andi, my love, that is a feeling I know all too well. This city I love is so fucked, and it's all I can do to keep myself going. Blah.

Went on a pretty good date last night, had a second date today with same guy, and just had to tell him that there will not be a third. Dating sucks. I'm tired of it. I don't know if I'm being too picky or not picky enough. Maybe I'll just never find a partner. Sorry to be all Eeyore, but the emotional rollercoaster is a bitch.

I hear you so so much, smonster. Also, really hope I get to see you some over thanksgiving!

wrod.(Not that I even try all that much.) I'd really like to find somebody, actually, but I feel like I missed a window everyone saw but me, and now it's, like, too late, and half the time the people who swear "The chair is not a problem!1" are really just hoping I can be adorable and positive full-time like The Push Girls on TV, which means they have no clue what my life is really like, but if I got too honest, maybe that isn't fun?(Hell, it's my own life, and sometimes my most clear-eyed and unvarnished look at it isn't fun for me, much less my hypothetical partner.)And I know that Mr. or Ms. Right might just look at all my crap and love me anyway, but how could I ever get from 0 to that kind of one-in-a-millionness.(And I actually feel better about myself than ever, actually, but heavy things are heavy, a. and 2. I've actually missed a hell of a lot, but at the same time not really for reasons that I could write an inspiring "as told to" biography about, ie, spending years in a well or something. And I'm fortyish now, which means, crip or not, that some of my own deal-breakers(Yes, I do have them, though it seems like the height of ingratitude for some) have started to pile up a bit.

Of course we'll call him whatever you want, but OK Cupid Guy might get old...

He got me the Supernatural musical episode soundtrack for my birthday. (Well, he bought it from iTunes, and burned it to a CD, and printed out some graphics to make a sleeve for it.)

Supernatural Guy?

I got into the office early today to meet with a student. She isn't here. This happened twice last week, too. (Different students.) It's starting to piss me off. (No idea why it's happening so often lately. It's happened a couple times before, but I've never had this many students miss meetings within this short a time period.)

He's also not Jewish, which means my grandmother will probably start haunting me or something. (He's culturally Christian, but not really practicing anything.)

SuperGuy? GoyToy?

GoyToy == new keyboard