Nov. 14th, 2004

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14 Nov. 12:06 pm


Started in D'land but abandoned, time & space considerations & tired
of typing:

I am having a very jackdagger type weekend, at least in the sense
that most of my interests and friends, from one extreme to the other,
are being met & indulged.

Friday, girly movie night with 2 girlfriends, e. from my first
attempt at college & one of recent vintage, T. That was fun. It's
always a bit of a crapshoot to introduce friends from different parts
of your life to one another, but they got along fine plus it was a
movie-date, so we didn't have to make too much conversation. BTW,
birth is a very creepy movie. But not in a scary kind of way
just in a "man, what the hell is WRONG with those people?" kind of
way.

Saturday began with a yoga class with e., where my friend V also
happened to show up. After class she mentioned that she was giving
massages at a health fair down south later that day. I got the info
from her, and planned to stop by after errands.

Then, Shopping. I got something for my sister that I saw the other
day & didn't buy at that time for whatever reasons. I think she'll
like it alot.

Then I went looking at Grapevine Market for a wine that my friend J-
Law recommended. They told me that retail places rarely get much of
it in, because it's something the restaurants in this town buy a lot
of. I was disappointed.

I popped over to Sun Harvest (the first hippie grocery store I can
remember) and looked for breakfast cereal. It was a bust.

I went back home and Sweetie was just getting up. He made coffee & we
had coffee & breakfast together. Then he got to working on some
little computery thingy, and I took off again, to go see V at the
healing arts fair.

I stopped by Central Market (crazed yuppies in the parking lot--
whee!) and found the wine. It was one of only 2 bottles left on the
shelf. I paused for a happy-moment, which was commented on by a nice
looking blonde lady, and then as I made my way thru the ratmaze to
the front of the store, I found a giant display of the stuff, like 3
cases of it all stacked up. So much for my mad skilz. Oh well. I also
got some chocolate for a party I was invited to on Sunday.

Went to the healing arts fair & got a massage & participated in a
T'ai Chi demonstration. The leader of that was very nice & cute, too.
I was embarassed that my cell phone rang in the middle of that, and
the room was completely quiet other than that. After it was done
ringing, the demo leader said "That's my National Anthem"...a T'ai
Chi doin' Scot! *Swoon!!!!* I was less embarassed that he had a sense
of humor about it and didn't let it ruin the flow of the class.

After that, I checked my phone & found that my friend N. had called.
She was unpacking at her new apt and wanted some company, so I went
over there and go the tour. It's a nice place. We visited, gossipped,
shared some sad stuff (her relationship troubles, my latest family
crapola), and had a very nice time.

Then I needed to get home & change & put on makeup for a gathering
later. So, off I went.

Met back up with N. and a few other friends at the Munch. K. was
there because she wanted to meet new people to date. N was there
because she was tired of being stifled by her boyfriend & wanted to
have a social life again. I was just there to see my friends. We met
up with our other friends J and B, and that was nice. B was feeling
down, so I gave him hugs and told him he is a good person &
everything will be OK.

N. has amazing Goddess-Powers. We were looking around the room for
likely folks for K to date, and N. said something about the dearth of
lovely men of color at the gathering. Not 5 minutes later, a very
tall, handsome black man walked through the door. It was like "speak
your wish, and the Goddess will manifest!"...I was in awe of her
direct line to the Powers that Be. She even went and talked with him
later in the evening, so it was just amazing to see.

K. met a few new people. And while they were circulating, I somehow
managed to make meaningful eye contact with a darling young man, who
K had described as "Harry Potter as a grown man" He was very sweet &
nice to talk with. I made sure that K and N both met him, too, even
though K said he looked too young for her. He did not strike me as
being an immature person, even though he was probably no more than
25. I don't necessarily think an age-range is a har-and-fast rule.
Some 50 year olds are as full of tantrums and stupidity as a 12 year
old, and some 21 year olds have a lot of wisdom & insight into
themselves (like N, for example).

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