Queen of Love and Beauty

Thursday, August 7, 2008

a heat-induced rambling*

I made a mistake with them. I never asked. I assumed. I thought that if they stepped up to the plate they were aware of the same things that I was. Part of me still wants to think this. How could this not be the case? But then the bottom dropped out from under me. I deserve better than this.

I am getting inspired from my online digging. I see other things that interest me.

In other news (the kind that makes sense), I had to go to the armpit of Dallas county justice again today – and there was NO LINE. I had planned on walking in, getting a number and then leaving so that I could go to work for two hours and then come back closer to the time they would actually call my number (I had gone the day before and had over twenty numbers to be called before me). If the lack of a wait would not be enough to shock you, how about a court date that is TEN MONTHS AWAY? Yes. Ten. To the people working there, they knew about this, are used to it, and are therefor not shocked. I, on the other hand, had never heard of initial court dates being set so far in the future. Good grief. There are things there that move even slower than the lines of people.

All this for not having the right sticker on my car.

*So yeah, I know it has cooled off some outside, but my brain melted in the 100+ degree temperatures and has yet to reform and become fully functional again.

posted by Amy at 1:11 pm  

Monday, August 4, 2008

about that new barrel

Last Thursday I tried speed dating for the first time. It wasn’t bad. It wasn’t stellar either. Anywho, on to the gory details…

I get there (a bar in Addison… where I just moved from) and it is LOUD. Really loud. I am thinking it would hard to meet someone here in general, much less on some arranged adventure, if you can’t hear them unless they are using their outdoor voice. Had to ask the door guy where in the place to go – he directed me to the back. I get back there (in the room that was at the very back) and didn’t see anything resembling a speed dating gathering. Left there, wandering back to an area I had just passed through… saw some of the signs that this was the spot but still could not see anyone in charge. Finally found that chick and checked in, getting my number and this little pamphlet I am supposed to write in, detailing who I like and who I don’t.

The following is the rundown -

  • Italian guy – this guy was cool. Nice accent. Would be interesting to date but not sure about long term.
  • East Dallas weirdo – This guy was just weird. Creepy even. I was visualizing him in an animal suit, and then in women’s clothes. Stalker weird. When he told me he lived in East Dallas (where I live now) I told him I lived in Addison.
  • I can’t even recall what this guy said that he did (maybe he didn’t even tell me). I later noticed that he was there with a guy that I liked. Not my type anyway… that, and the other guy was cuter.
  • Might-live-in-Dallas-soon guy – This guy was genuinely cute. Totally my type. He said that he was in town interviewing for a job. We will see if there was a match there.
  • IT project manager – not really my type; just talked shop.
  • Guy there with work people – Sat next to this guy starting out. He had been there for a while with the people that work for him and totally drunk. Offered to buy me a shot. I declined (I wasn’t drinking).
  • Local athlete (NOT!) – This guy was a skinny one that needed lessons on how not to be a douchebag. Asked him what he did – said that he played for one of the local teams; asked him what he did what he was not playing for said local team – told me he hangs out at his mansion that has a big pool. Uhhhh… ok. Moron.

Only time will tell if anything comes from this. Not sure right now whether or not I will do this again. The last thing I want would be to run into any of the no’s again… especially the super strange ones.

posted by Amy at 12:18 pm  

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