April 6-7, 2010

Pretty good "weekend", even if nothing interesting happened. For the first time in a while, I was able to enjoy my entire two days off the way I like to enjoy them, by doing absolutely nothing constructive. I could've gone and gotten my license, but I'm going to wait until I no longer look like someone sucker punched me.

Instead, I laid around in bed until about noon or so both days, and went out to face the world around three. It was shorts-wearing weather, so I did. I bought some cargo shorts when I first moved to town, on a whim for the most part, and it's the first time I'd worn shorts at least since I lived in the trailer in Gainesville. I spent both days wandering around the Quarter and the Marigny, reading, looking at women, and generally enjoying having nothing to do. I went to see Mem Shannon at d.b.a. Good gig, but there's only so much of that place I can take in one sitting.

I talked to Baby Brother for a bit. He's well, just burnt slap out (again) on playing in bands and dealing with the drama, so he's thinking about taking a break. I think that's a good idea. He's also thinking about going back to school to be a vet tech. I think that's a good idea, too.

I also come to the realization that because I'm single, straight, childless, in my mid-thirties, rootless, and constantly, unashamedly on the hunt, I am the walking definition of "creepy", and all the feminist leanings in the world won't change that, especially since I have no expectation or even desire to "settle down" in any way. Luckily, I'm pretty harmless, but it does make for a lonely existence. Ah, well.