Kazu-chan
Instead if going home and doing laundry I decided to meet Kazumi in the park. She had a tough day and needed a friend.
Filthy
I woke up and had planned on going to PS1 but the weather was awful I decided to stay in and clean. I hadn't given the apartment a good cleaning in over a month and it showed.
In the evening I met up with Al and had dinner at Mojave. I brought up the topic of my blog and mentioned that people were getting bored. It seems the few readers that I do have are coming to read about my experiences in the dating world.
I'll admit the dating entries have lessened but not because I've stopped dating. I've slowed down only because the last few have been so disappointing. I will eventually write about them but I think I need time to digest all the shit that happened.
After dinner we met up with the gang at Water Taxi Beach. Stupidly I invited Kazumi and in typical Kazumi fashion she went CRAZY! I don't think I'll be hearing from her ever again. It saddens me since I really care about her.
The Smallest City
The smallest city has to be New York City. While sitting in the park having lunch with Chika I ran into Kazumi. I haven't seen her in months.
Kazumi
It's easy to throw the word crazy around but in the case of Kazumi it's pretty accurate. She isn't clinically crazy but she has her moments. That being said I think she's a good person at her core, just a little screwed up in the head.
So what do my friends think of her?
Al - Crazy! She's cute with some nice qualities but she buries them.
T - In one word? Misunderstood perhaps that is why she acts the way she does.
Laura - Like a koala bear.
Note: One of my fondest memories of last summer was this night we went to a bar and played chess. It was so sexy.
Blogs are Boring. Cool!
The Blog
Today I decided to tell people about my blog and I’m not really sure how I feel about people reading my personal thoughts and feelings. Given, to date the entries have all been pretty boring but I have a sneaking suspicion that the more I write and get comfortable the more personal they will become.
The funny thing is I asked one of my friends, who's an avid blogger, her thoughts on my blog. Her reply was, BORING!
This got me thinking; of course it’s boring. I’m a normal person living a normal life. What did you expect? Why then are blogs so fucking popular. Everyone is writing about his or her life and I assume most are just as boring as mine. Sure you have a few blogs from people that live extraordinary lives but for the most part we all live a mundane existence.
So I came to the conclusion that there are only two reasons to write a blog:
- Cheap therapy: A way to vent daily frustration or to express how truly happy we are at the moment.
This I believe is the most popular form of blog and the one that makes the most sense since it based on a degree of selfishness.
- Editorializing: These are the people that have a hobby/passion and need to let the world know or those who have always wanted to make a living writing about said hobby/passion and now have a viable medium to distribute on a large scale and make a little cash on the side.
The Date
I had a date tonight with the girl from Saturday. We met up at Essex with her best friend and this guy who I thought was her man. The food and conversation were good. Although I will admit I thought I was in for a bumpy ride when the first thing out of their mouths was the stock market and how much they lost today, 200K.
Luckily I was able to change the subject. Once we got past the work stuff they turned out to be genuinely nice people. Sure their were a few awkward moments when Steve grilled me about my ex-wife and where I was going with my life. I felt like I was meeting her dad for the first time.
So Dennis what are you intention with my daughter? Well sir I plan on fucking her till either one of us passes out from exhaustion or boredom. Whichever comes first
I later found out he wasn’t dating her friend and that was the last piece of the puzzle. No wonder he was being nice, he was trying to get in good with both of them. My date disagrees but I know when a guy is fishing. He was hedging his bets all night.