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June 28, 2005
the blog has been sparse lately, again. i'm not losing interest in the medium at all, and i'm certainly not losing interest in writing. i've still written bits in my notebook that i just haven't transcribed.
to some extent, i think i'm tired of my own writing. i still have this narcissistic affection for my own writing style from time to time, but the content...
i think i want to hit home runs. i want every entry to be a piece that stands alone, and is entertaining to read. i've gotten out of the habit of writing just to write because it all became so focused on what i was feeling, and it was getting redundant. it was giving people a lot of just one side of me, even though that's the side that's been around a lot lately.
and it's the side showing now, too. i fell back in the hole saturday, for no apparent reason. i've been getting more sleep in the past couple of weeks. i haven't been drinking as much in the past week, and i even suspect that coming off of that (i need a better, less loaded word for "habit", here) might be a little to blame.
there are disappointments. i'm a little annoyed at how much i spent this month on things like car repairs (that were mainly for convenience and cosmetics), cat repairs (that were mainly to get oliver to stop peeing out of the litter box due to a urinary tract infection), and stuff like that.
i'm a little miffed at the dating life - that's new, right? er... anyway, i've met a succession of seemingly interesting prospects, and i'm getting a weird chain of unreturned calls from girls that seem somewhat interested, who haven't even spent enough time to know too much about me (scientists have placed this amount of time at around 37 minutes).
something is clearly wrong, and it's gotta be me. maybe i'm blacking out and going all pat o'brien and leaving pornographic voicemails for these people. maybe, unbeknownst (that's a weird word) to me, i sound like mike tyson over the phone. maybe sprint is trying to cockblock a brotha.
they can't see me picking my nose through the phone, right?
anyway, what do you do? i'm changing things up. i plan on not being as open with people when i meet them ("hi, i'm rob and i hate james taylor."), and maybe not actually calling them when i get their number. build some mystery around myself, drive them mad with curiosity, make them search the city for me on foot and what-not.
i lost about five pounds, somehow (no, really, i have no idea what happened), and i'm thinking i need to lose about 15-20 more. it'd be nice to have someone just be superficially attracted to me from across a room, and i'm not talking about a huge, 80-yard-wide room, either. cause i think once they get to know me, people seem to like me, seem to think i'm a fun guy.
until about 10 months down the line, of course.
where the hell did this all start? no idea, and i'm too lazy to scroll up to the top of the entry. i do know that i'm going to just start writing more in here. i'll try for quality, but there'll be a lot of days like this, i suspect. at least if there's a post every day, people are more likely to come back often, on the off chance something interesting happens.
see you soon.
Posted by Rob at June 28, 2005 01:06 PM
Comments
Maybe the girls aren't digging you because you ignore your old friends.
Posted by: Sheila at June 29, 2005 09:18 PM
guilty as charged. calling... now...
Posted by: Rob at June 30, 2005 10:02 AM
Could it be the chili-cheese Frito breath and stained fingers? Love you rob. : )
Posted by: Jori at July 6, 2005 04:41 PM