3/29/07: My time is water down the drain

I had to pick up some dog food last night.
There were three women in line in front of me talking about dog bones. The size, the shape, the material (don't want the one made out of pink stuff those just fall apart), how long they last, blah, blah, blah.
Funny, if that conversation was held anywhere else I'd probably have to pay $2.99/minute to listen in.

Somebody came over yesterday to work on my garbage disposal.
While I was waiting for him I said 'hi' to the woman across the street.
I have no idea what she said because there was a plane flying over when she talked.
I always find that the nod & smile works best in those situations.

When I was 21 I spent New Years Eve with my parents at the Rattlesnake Club… just the three of us.
We toasted at midnight and cashed out.
As we were waiting for the valet to pull out the Regal we were corralled into the booth… to avoid the gunfire.

Last year, the Sunday before Labor Day, I was up at Champps. I was waiting for a date to show up but I got stood up instead. (again SURPRISED?!?!?) **Sidenote, for my loyal fans. The wait wasn't totally wasted I did meet a guy, we exchanged numbers, a week or so later we set up a date...while I was waiting for plane in New York.**
Hung out a bit longer for the suiter to show up... he didn't. Got a text from a guy I know...ran home, squeezed into a tight pair of jeans, a clingy black t-shirt and laced up my steel toe boots and drove over to Luna.
Stood outside for an hour, listened in on conversation between a couple of pretentious, newly goth twits, wondered to myself if my life was that vacuous - the vote is still out on that one. Finally got in and within 10 minutes my friend starting feeling sick and left. Waited around for awhile... ran into a couple of people I knew... hung out, danced a bit, got a text message, met someone for breakfast, ended up with a gash on my ass, got home about 4-ish... all in all not a bad night.

Ralph Waldo Emerson once said "How much of human life is lost in waiting". I don't know if I necessarily agree with that… I seem to find more real life in the downtime rather then when I'm rushing out and trying to live.

Listening to: Fugazi - 13 Songs