i did get a little bit written, at least.

So my plan was going according to... plan, I got home and made a salad and an omelet and then watched Sex and the City while reading Sex and the City. I got back on the computer and attempted to psych myself up for my novel. I was nearly there when Steve said, "One of my coworkers got fired, I'm taking him out. Wanna come?" I said I did.

We went to Barca first, then Deep Down Lounge, where some Ann Arbor-label DJs were performing. I think. It was good shit, anyway, and we saw Paul and Liz and Ephraim and Jerry Abstract. But the ambient DJ that went on was too, um, ambient, so Steve, who was a little drunk and rowdy, said "Let's go cause trouble at Dante's!" Of course by the time we got there, very few people were left. Ashley and Dylan and Will and um Jeremy? And Patrick. (Pardon me for not using a single LJ-user tag, but I'm feeling unghey.)

argh

why can't people just be rational and logical in their love lives? or at least honest. this is not a movie, this is real life dammit.

there are at least two relationship lies that I don't believe:

one: I'm just not ready for a serious relationship right now.

this either means "... with you." or "I want to fuck around some more" or both.

two: I don't really see myself falling in love with you, because there's not the "spark".

riiiight. because you can totally 100% predict the future. well, gee, if you aren't open to it, then wow, maybe it won't happen. this is just one of those things that annoys me because it shows the person saying it is a romantic. Like, ok, you can't fall in love with someone because they are too fat or too stupid or too ugly or too annoying, that's fine.

another "favorite" is "I don't want to ruin our friendship". this basically means "I don't find you sexually attractive."

how about you guys?

that sound was my panties dropping to the floor

taj mahal= bomb

more later.