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Feb. 17th, 2004 01:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideToday was a good day.
Survived work, which was at least busy (and thus moved along quickly). Did some quick cleaning before heading to U Village B&N. Jeff was going to meet me at 4:30 and I wanted to get some preliminary work done on our take home midterm.
After a few minutes of vulture like hovering, I scored a table and settled in with a nonfat iced chai. I didn't realize until today they had a nonfat version and nearly shrieked with delight. Instead of 18,000 points, it's now only 6. Whoop!
Jeff was right on time and wonderful as ever. We chatted about our respective weekends and grudgingly started work on the remarkably tedious, but not particularly difficult exam. We had roughly the same ideas about the questions we'd covered and keep delightfully side-tracking into more entertaining subjects. It's always exciting when your first impressions of a person turn out accurate. What I like best about him is that along with being an incredibly nice guy, he has great insight on whatever we talk about. Perspective and humor. This is what I first noted about him in class. He manages to have opinions without being belligerent or close-minded and is just interesting.
There is no escape for him now. I have him in my friendship-tractor-beam. Poor bloke.
Realized now I have felt somewhat starved of this type of interaction lately. I love Judy and her crowd, but they are her crowd and I'm still an outsider (if a very generously included one). It's nice to have a friend of my own here, if that makes any sense. I'm so happy we're getting to know each other outside of class. *bounce* *bounce*
Finally, after finishing our work, we headed out to grab a bite. We wandered around for a bit and ended up at the first place we'd glanced at. I made the exciting discovery that my Sketchers have crappy traction on wet tile, so walked very carefully to avoid banana-peeling and head-crushing-death via pavement.
I wish I could remember the name of the place, Del-something-o's. We split a garden salad and a delicious thin crust spinach/sausage pizza. Conversation ranged from travel experiences to the stranger people in our classes (while hastily looking around first). He was very sweet and paid for dinner (I'd paid for lunch last time, and he'd paid for parking so I figured we were even, but he very generously insisted).
I hope his boyfriend realizes how lucky he is. Gay or straight: guys like this are rare.
I know I do go on gushing, but my faith in humankind has been wavering, so this is a timely boon and I'm grateful.
It's particularly comforting for me to meet someone my age who is still struggling with career plans and focus. Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one my age who doesn't have it all figured out or know what the future holds. Intellectually I know that's not true, but most of my friends can easily be classified by their set career (teacher, engineer, doctor, lawyer). Definitions aren't everything, obviously, but it's a little discombobulating to not feel figured out. It's not important, to everyone, but what matters is it's important to me.
Afterwards, Jeff headed home and I loitered aimlessly around B&N waiting for 9:15. I had promised to pick up Judy and John from the airport at 10; there was no sense going home. Unfortunately their flight was delayed so it took a bit longer than any of us expected, but I'm glad they made it back safe and sound and glowing from sunshine (bastards).
Judy's to come over tomorrow afternoon and unless I wish to be mortified, I need to do some quick cleaning up. Ooo and type up the damn midterm, too.
Survived work, which was at least busy (and thus moved along quickly). Did some quick cleaning before heading to U Village B&N. Jeff was going to meet me at 4:30 and I wanted to get some preliminary work done on our take home midterm.
After a few minutes of vulture like hovering, I scored a table and settled in with a nonfat iced chai. I didn't realize until today they had a nonfat version and nearly shrieked with delight. Instead of 18,000 points, it's now only 6. Whoop!
Jeff was right on time and wonderful as ever. We chatted about our respective weekends and grudgingly started work on the remarkably tedious, but not particularly difficult exam. We had roughly the same ideas about the questions we'd covered and keep delightfully side-tracking into more entertaining subjects. It's always exciting when your first impressions of a person turn out accurate. What I like best about him is that along with being an incredibly nice guy, he has great insight on whatever we talk about. Perspective and humor. This is what I first noted about him in class. He manages to have opinions without being belligerent or close-minded and is just interesting.
There is no escape for him now. I have him in my friendship-tractor-beam. Poor bloke.
Realized now I have felt somewhat starved of this type of interaction lately. I love Judy and her crowd, but they are her crowd and I'm still an outsider (if a very generously included one). It's nice to have a friend of my own here, if that makes any sense. I'm so happy we're getting to know each other outside of class. *bounce* *bounce*
Finally, after finishing our work, we headed out to grab a bite. We wandered around for a bit and ended up at the first place we'd glanced at. I made the exciting discovery that my Sketchers have crappy traction on wet tile, so walked very carefully to avoid banana-peeling and head-crushing-death via pavement.
I wish I could remember the name of the place, Del-something-o's. We split a garden salad and a delicious thin crust spinach/sausage pizza. Conversation ranged from travel experiences to the stranger people in our classes (while hastily looking around first). He was very sweet and paid for dinner (I'd paid for lunch last time, and he'd paid for parking so I figured we were even, but he very generously insisted).
I hope his boyfriend realizes how lucky he is. Gay or straight: guys like this are rare.
I know I do go on gushing, but my faith in humankind has been wavering, so this is a timely boon and I'm grateful.
It's particularly comforting for me to meet someone my age who is still struggling with career plans and focus. Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one my age who doesn't have it all figured out or know what the future holds. Intellectually I know that's not true, but most of my friends can easily be classified by their set career (teacher, engineer, doctor, lawyer). Definitions aren't everything, obviously, but it's a little discombobulating to not feel figured out. It's not important, to everyone, but what matters is it's important to me.
Afterwards, Jeff headed home and I loitered aimlessly around B&N waiting for 9:15. I had promised to pick up Judy and John from the airport at 10; there was no sense going home. Unfortunately their flight was delayed so it took a bit longer than any of us expected, but I'm glad they made it back safe and sound and glowing from sunshine (bastards).
Judy's to come over tomorrow afternoon and unless I wish to be mortified, I need to do some quick cleaning up. Ooo and type up the damn midterm, too.
