OK, so goal failed again. Wow, not doing good with the goals buddy. Got an interesting evening planned. Drinks with an attractive person waaaaay to early in my mourning period. How did I get here? Still trying to figure that out. But thats all it is right, drinks, a bite, conversation, figure out whether this individual has what it takes to keep up. That last part might sound a little intense, I'm a little jacked up on adrenaline today, haven't been on a date with anyone other than the recently dumped love of my life in over 8 years. Asshole. And she knows about this date, my life has really taken a surreal turn in the last few weeks. Hence this blog. Maybe at some point I'll start sharing things that aren't public domain. In any case, either way it goes, I should have some live band karaoke waiting for me at the end of the evening, which is about as fun as IT gets. For attention whores. Who like classic rock. And have the pipes of an angel. An angel with more ego/enthusiasm than talent. Who's not really an angel, more like a bum with bipolar disorder and a drinking problem.

What does it matter anyway, apparently there was another big earthquake today. Just counting down(up?) till the world ends, and hoping I'm not alone when it does. But then again, if I am, the world just ended, so who cares.

I really need to talk to some old friends, I'm very bad at maintaining contact with people, not much of a phone converser, which is in stark contrast to my lovely(no irony, she's amazing) ex, who absolutely couldn't get enough time on the ringer. I haven't tabulated the data, but I would put money down that greater than 90% of the time I've spent on the phone lifetime has been with her. I would also put money down that she will hold that lead over all others combined permanently, unless I take a job in a phone bank, which would be an unusual turn for an MD/PhD. In any case, I really need to call one fellow fight club enthusiast in particular, might be able to draw some insight from his viewpoint.

Well, off to ride the wave. Or the lightning. One of those two. Hope I don't crash.

Consensus: CAGAC

Scotch: Bowmore 12 year

Drinks: Continental Divide

Goal: Have fun, avoid median

Word: Ortolan (I may wear a napkin on my head at dinner tonight)