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creme de corps // 2002-05-06

new thing:

last night, i stopped in at the gravity bar to have dinner after buying some graph paper at fred meyer. i wanted to do some homework, since i didn't do a lick all weekend. however, in the middle of my meal, the guy next to me started talking to me and boy was he chatty. after a while he insisted i sit with him and he was nice enough. but then he tried to ask me out and i got really flustered. no one ever asks me out. and i don't want to assume i'm being asked out, maybe they're just being friendly? so i stammered and told him i had a boyfriend, but that was very nice and all. and then i think he felt weird so he continued to ask me out, as if he was only trying to be friendly. but, you see, i really don't want to go out with him. i wish i wasn't so guarded, but it's very hard not to be when you're a girl. i had visions of him following me home and attacking me. i also thought he was lying the whole time about being a transportation planner. (well, until he handed me his card with his title "transit planner".) i then thought of that episode of diff'rent strokes where arnold brings home some homeless guy who dresses up as santa. arnold and willis think they're being generous and helping him out by giving him the benefit of the doubt, but little do they know he tapes over their lock so he can then break in later and steal all their christmas presents. they learn the valuable lesson that you can't trust everyone. that's what i feel like i've learned living in the city. you've got to stay on guard or people will take advantage of you. or break into your apartment and rape you while you're sleeping. (this is happening in seattle right now, by the way. no lie. very frightening.)

another new thing:

my 10 year high school reunion is in two months. i was looking forward to it, since i actually like the people i went to high school with and there are some i would like to see. but today i found out it's going to be at the gordon biersch brewery in this crappy mall in downtown seattle. ugh. that sounds awful. now i feel really old, since gordon biersch is where all the older yuppies hang out who want to feel young again. hey, aren't i still young?

last new thing:

i think arno and i are going to go to shorties tonight after work to play ms. pacman, eat veggie chili cheese dogs, and drink some beer. mmmm... does it get any better than that?

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