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bloodhound or anticipatory spasm? you decide

Went to D’s last night and saw the lovely and talented bruisedhips who kept me up on celebrity doings via the magazine she was reading. It was good to see her back here in civilization.

Also talked quite a bit with my friend C who is in a suit and countersuit battle with her insane former landlord, and is changing her career from mathematics to architecture, and therefore had good stories to tell. The management at D’s is terrified of her since she wrote a letter to them ripping a strip off their incompetent and lazy-ass antics.

Today I tried and failed to buy a soldering iron at Fry’s. Long story short they haven’t really got capitalism down to a science there. I ordered from a Yahoo! shop instead. I need to get my solder on, as I’m returning to the world of radio geekery and have to make a packet radio cable so that my Paccomm Handy-TNC and my Yaesu VX-5R HT can hook up to my linux laptop!!! [snorting noises]

I’ve been pretty depressed lately. I need to stop thinking about all the fucked-up things I can’t change.

We used to say
There’d come the day
We’d all be making songs
Or finding better words
These ideas never lasted long

The way is up
Along the road
The air is growing thin
Too many friends of mine
Blown off this mountain with the wind

— Fairport Convention, “Meet on the Ledge”

Look, just forget I said anything, ok?

In a sign that I have reached a new personal low, I’ve been using some of these online dating services. This is because everyone I know is 15 years younger than me and no one will date me. I am a creechy old man in my own social circle. Whatever with me. It’s not happening.

I have some observations about these services. Please note that my feelings about this are not to be held as representative of my feelings about women, human relations, sex, or any other Great First Principles. I’m bitter and misanthropic about all that too, but not today. Today we have:

  1. People suck.
  2. On most dating services everyone is “down to earth”, “sick of the games”, “fun”, “loves to laugh”, and “wondering if anyone is out there”. Also, “tired of the bar scene”. Shut up, shut UP, SHUT UP.
  3. If everyone who said they liked the outdoors on personals did, we’d have no one indoors. You’re all a bunch of couch potatoes and liars.
  4. Please don’t say you’re a princess. No one is a princess. This is America, we did away with our aristocracy a long time ago. We’re all just folks.
  5. Women my age (see last post) for some reason all seem to have big poofy blonde 80s hair. I can’t deal. I know this is unfair. I just don’t want to go on a first date with someone who looks like the real estate agent on my free notepad.
  6. I am obviously still 23 (see last post) because only younger people seem to make any sense to me at all, at all, at all. People my age are all about money and stupid middle-class hobbies.
  7. I shall now give up because I will never ever get a date this way; I am not an athletic, outdoorsy prince who loves to live and laugh and wants nothing more than to cuddle with a movie and his princess. If anyone meets someone like that, please kill him for me.

The exception to these rules is nerve.com where everyone is a Public Radio-loving, left-leaning, ecowarrior-vegenazi who likes indie this and alternative that and fight the power. These people all hate me also. I tried matches with several likely looking people and I got my first rejection approximately 30 minutes later. Forget them; they’re all a bunch of new age hippies anyway with Free Tibet stickers on their SUVs.

If i sound bitter, it’s just because I’m really bitter. 🙂

P.S. Anyone whose listed last book read is by Tom Robbins should be used for BAIT CHUM.