Daily Archives: June 1, 2009

Stuff of the Day

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Update of the Day: It was a fairly busy weekend.  Added a few checkboxes to the “new experiences” list.  See my earlier post on DanceFAIL for one example.

Saturday, had a frienDate with K.  Dutch on everything.  Not thrilled with going backwards with someone, but I’d rather be friends with her than nothing.  We ate at Cheddars, and it was really surprisingly good.  I had the best Sirloin steak I’ve had easily over a year, the shrimp was decent, and the dressing on their Caesar salad was one of the best I’ve ever had in a restaurant.  I also had a little teensy bit of the Croissant that came with my salad.  ZOMG it was so light, flaky, and delicious.  I wanted to devour the entire thing.  But, trying to stick with the low-carb diet there . . . Not that it seems to have done any good (more on that below).  We killed some time doing some shopping at Barnes & Noble and Pier 1.  She got a gift or two for her niece, and I happened to spot some book she’d been looking for and snatched up immediately as we were in the line up to the cashwrap to check out.  Then we saw Star Trek again, then wrapped up with some mutual grocery shopping at HEB.  I know it all sounds really pedestrian, but I really enjoyed the 8 hours we spent together, regardless.

I weighed this morning, same routine I do every time I weigh.  UP 3.8 pounds.  Not horribly surprised, I had a vague feeling I’d gotten a little heavier.  Definitely unhappy about it, though.  Apparently, despite doing very good on actually being carb-conscious on what I ate this whole weekend, I either drank enough that burning the alcohol for energy continued for so long that all the fat I consumed didn’t get burned at all and just stuck around, or maybe one of the “diet” coke and vodkas I had wasn’t actually diet.  1 single decent glass of regular, fully sugared/HFCS’d coke will easily knock me right out of ketosis.  Almost wishing now I’d gone for some of the really, incredibly tempting scrumptious stuff at Cheddars I didn’t order.  :/

Got another one of the packages in today I was expecting, the PetFoodDirect shipment.  In addition to another bag of Innova dry food for her, got a dozen cans of Evo canned food.  She sort of got accustomed to having it as a treat/supplement a couple times a day in IN and AL, and this is the first time since I’ve moved back to Midland she’s had any.  She definitely seemed to enjoy it.

Link of the Day: Microsoft’s new Bing search engine

Spam of the Day: “Your drawbolt will go deeper in.”

Funny of the Day: “Not just ANY girl porn”

Pic of the Day: “Does he look like a bitch?”

Quote of the Day: “Damn those reckless Amish!” – Me

DanceFAIL

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I went to Graham Central Station Saturday night, met a friend there. This is a place I haven’t been to in like, 7 years or so. Granted, some of that is because I was out of state for 6 years.

I had an ok time, had some fun there. I particularly enjoyed Wild Cats, the sort of Coyote Ugly like bar club. Complete with a bubble generator at the very end of the night.

But prior to that, my (female) friend I met there that night, tried to get me hooked up with Random Cute Female Eye Candy. This is where the fail comes in. It took place on the main dance club area, Zazoo or something like that.

Can someone explain to me the basics, guidelines, practicalities, etc. of how this is supposed to work? This is something I have zero familiarity with, and was literally shoved into it without warning. I was unprepared. I didn’t have a damn clue how to go about it, and it pretty much turned my confidence level from Fairly High to Oh Shit in no time – which, such dismal confidence I’m sure could be read by the women and girls there (because, indeed, some of these were merely girls) which helped contribute to my Fail.

How does this whole process, where your introduction to someone (apparently) comes in the form of you thrusting your groin into their ass work? Someone clue me in here, because I just don’t get it.