So recently I activated my Yahoo Personals account–don’t get too excited–it’s no longer active. I had gotten a weekly matches email as usual. Usually there is no one interesting, but this time there was, so I activated the account. This guy seemed normal and incredibly good looking. I didn’t plan on being on the site for long, so I gave him one of my email addresses–the one that doesn’t completely identify who I am. We did have a little trouble getting emails through. I probably should have left it alone, but I suspected that somehow the email had been missed by me. Probably not. Could have just as easily been a typo on his part.

So finally we actually communicate, and he suggests dinner. I thought, “Wow! This guy is actually interested rather than prolonging emails back and forth.”  At the time, I thought this was good. A few more emails pass between us over an hour, and he complains about the women on Yahoo being too conservative. Of course, I ask what he means. That’s when I finally find out what he’s really up to. Now, his profile says “soulmates apply.” Since he’s on Yahoo and included that in his profile, I think he’s looking for a relationship. Then comes the surprise–or not, since I meet these types all the time–he’s only interested in having sex. Well, dinner first–at his place, and then sex. That’s not exactly what I had in mind. I’m also not expecting that from his profile. Then I understand why he complains about the women on Yahoo.

Silly man. You don’t go into a Mexican restaurant expecting to eat Italian food. You don’t create a post like that on Yahoo and expect sex. He’s on the wrong website. There are “dating” websites that cater to exactly what he wants. While I’m not prude, I’m no longer interested in hopping into bed immediately with someone. I’m not looking for sex. I prefer great sex. Great sex requires stimulating the brain. It’s more than good food and hot bodies.

Anyone else tired of the news? I know I am. I have only been reading articles here and there. I stopped watching the news years ago, but I continued to read. Now I can hardly stomach reading the news. I’ve become the ostrich with it’s head buried in the sand. While being uninformed isn’t the best road, I’m certainly happier. It’s interesting how much the news affects one’s mood.

The trailer is out. The release date is July 31, 2009. I wish it was earlier so my son and I could both see it. Anyway, this is the film that had so many of us crazy extras. From the trailer, it looks like I movie I would see without having been part of it.

Ok. I’m officially sick of the rain. It has rained the entire day here. Sometimes hard. Crazy me went to Costco today–in the rain and wind. My car kept getting knocked out of the lane as I drove on the highway. My dog doesn’t want to go outside, so he’s holding it all in. I hate to see what he produces tomorrow. At least when I ordered him to “pee,” he did. One less mess I have to worry about. This heavy rain makes my yard into a shallow lake. It also means that Jasper, the Border Terrier, finds the mud. He’s much lower to the ground than my Great Dane, so he tends to bring in belly mud. It has rained off and on for a least a week, so the yard has been too muddy to mow, so, of course, the grass is tall. Jasper’s legs disappear in the grass.

It has been awhile since I posted. This keeps happening. I can’t say that I have a lot to say either. Actually I don’t know what to write about here that anyone would find interesting. Blogging isn’t too much different from life. I am far more interested in other people’s lives than my own. I didn’t even write last week when I had an amazing week. Things happened that I neveer would have expected. I would like to see that happen again, but it feels like all of it was outside myself–like I had nothing to do with it. I have a busy week this week with many things to do each day. I am still looking for a job and doing whatever I can to bring in money. No luck there so far…at  least nothing major. I need a certian level of income, and I haven’t even come close to reaching that. Although I’m not miserable over it. I am tired of job hunting. It’s boring. I haven’t yet found a way to make it interesting for more than a few days at time. For awhile I decided I would try out different approaches, different ways of selling myself and see what happened. If only job hunting gave instanteous results. It doesn’t.

So I don’t know what would be interesting for others to read:  my complaints, my ways of getting through the mundane and ordinary circumstances we all deal with? I definitely don’t deal with my circumstances in an ordinary way.  However, I find it difficult to describe exactly what I do.

I had the first birthday party in my life.  I didn’t have parties growing up, and then not as an adult either. Everyone seemed to have a lot of fun. There was plenty of cake and other foods. I gained more alcohol than I got rid of. The whole point was to get rid of the alcohol I had bought for the party I had in September.

Everyone liked the cake. I forgot to take a picture of it. There was far more cake than I needed. I wish I had bought a smaller pan, then I wouldn’t have had the cake accident when I was baking. I had another today when I was cutting it up in sections and putting some into the freezer and some to give away. Lost a good section of the cake on the floor when the cardboard bent and the cake tumbled onto the carpet.

I don’t know how I ended up not writing for a week. I spent my time either looking for work or completing this project I took on for money. In the past couple of weeks I passed on a few projects because the communication between me and the other person didn’t work. I would rather not deal with people who I have to keep prodding to start a project…or they hardly remember what messages have been sent, and I am starting new every time I contact them. The whole situation is looking up, but it’s not moving at the pace I would like. As usual