It sucks getting old. I always knew I'd get older and not be able to do things I had done when I was younger, but somehow, I thought it would happen later in life than 37 years of age. Course, if I lost the 75-100 pounds I SHOULD lose, I might not be aching like that. But, oh well, there's always trade-offs in life: I'm lazy, so I don't lose weight, so my ankles hurt. Cause and effect.
Oh, and i forgot to add this from yesterday. When I was in Lambda Rising, I was looking through the cards, and I saw this guy, about my age, not too bad looking, but nothing to brag about, looking at me. No biggie, I looked away, but when i looked back up, he was still glancing my way. And I then noticed he was looking at some porno mag that had bears in it. And me being a bear, I thought, cool! But then I thought, no, not so cool, cause I have nowhere to go and I don't know of any place. But I kept up the eye flirtation for a bit. And then, he put the magazine down and left. I wasn't doen getting what I needed, so I didn't pursue. but even if I had, what possibly could have happened? I mean, Chris was waiting for me at Starbucks.
Oh, and I've got another photo here. Only to some of you will this mean something, but I'll put it up here anyway:
Allow to say one thing: "But I don't like Greek food."
yes, yes, there IS a story there, a particularly embarrassing story, that several people have no end of joy reminding me of. And I suppose at some point, I'll relay that story here...maybe.
POLT = listening to "Cell Block Tango" from th Chicago Soundtrack
A good friend is like a girdle: supportive, comfortable, and no matter how loose you are, keeps it all a secret.
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Yeah, my legs were hurting me Monday as well. Not used to walking that distance on a normal day.
And as for leaving me at Starbucks... remember I was the one that drove us down there. Without me you still woulda been stuck in DC. Of course maybe that wouldn't have been such a bad thing for you...
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