Saturday, October 28, 2006

I'm back at the strip club working as a DJ. One night: 11.10.06.

Dating is funny. I think I've surrounded myself with female friends that don't want me but don't want anyone else to want me, either. I'm swimming in a sea of cock block. The strip club is like an island in that sea.

More to come. Going to a gym to drop some weight so that someone might have sex with me without being under the influence of drugs or alcohol.

goochout.

Monday, October 23, 2006

The lady at the hot dog stand told Greg and me that she went to an Ethiopian restaurant over the weekend. I'd heard of these places. I'm guessing the portions are really, really small. I didn't ask. A restaurant from a starving nation? They should do a Malawia themed restaurant where a Madonna impersonator snatches your kids.

I think I've said it before and I believe it's true that I know that I've fallen in the "Friend Zone" with a girl I'm seeing when she goes from calling me "John" to "Gooch." It just happened in an email. Fuck. It's funny that I have no intention on getting a girlfriend but I noticed that I've subconciously set my bedroom up as though a second person sleeps there. Dual lamps with individual dimmers, two nightstands. It's a drastic change to the layout of the room since I moved in three years earlier. Only thing left is a second alarm clock(?).

gooch:whatever.