Austin's Lesbo BBQ

Ok. Here I go again...you may not believe me, but I've actually tried to post stuff up here a few times in the past week. But, once again, my piece of shit computer box decides to crash again and again...and I'm too dense to realize that I should probably save my posts every once in a while.

What have I been up to lately? Nothing. Absolutly nothing. I've cut down my BBQ entries because of this. A full month of grey and rain has ended...the sun is here! Well, at least temporarily...it'll be rainy again by the weekend. I said it before and I'll say it again: stupid nature.

About all I did this past week was watch every single episode of The L Word. Now I feel like I've completed one of the many steps for becoming a card carrying member of the lesbian community. I still don't like Melissa Etheridge though...sorry.

I've also been trying to cut down on my number of visits to the bar. I've been somewhat successful; I guess...I only went three times last week! I know that doesn't sound THAT great, but really, that's down from 6 to 7 days a week. Baby steps...

And I really know where I'm NOT going to be this evening to celebrate Valentine’s Day...that's right...the bar. This is partially due to my attempts to save money for a new computer box and partially due to the presence of a certain bartender.

Here's a fun question: How long can I hold a grudge against a girl I briefly dated...before I was gradually blown off for reasons unknown (at least to me)? I'm not sure...I think it could be indefinably. I've never really been put in this situation before, and I CAN be pretty stubborn...
It's already been a couple months and I'm still slightly bitter. I guess I just feel like I deserved some sort of explanation...

I mean, I can handle being dumped...that's fine...I think I can keep on living...but, what happened to the common dating etiquette that most people pick up after leaving the 7th grade? I guess I can sympathize with some stuff...it is a hell of a lot easier to just ignore a person rather than stepping up and being honest. Oh well...

So, this evening will be spent in the company of good friends who ACTUALLY care about me...at least I think they do.

Hello? Friends? Are you still there? Don't worry, I have faith.

I've also started on new path to personally enlightenment...drinking wine instead of beer. This is a recent development, with my first wine purchase occurring last night. When I got back to my house with my chilled bottle of Pinot Grigio, I made a startling realization: I don't own a cork screw. But, no worries...I'm handy...and there's gotta be some way for me to get into this bottle, right?

After wearily sitting on the couch for an hour pondering my dilemma, I remember that my trusty pocket knife has a cork screw thingy on it...awesome. I went straight to work trying to free the sweet, sweet alcohol...but, alas, I just couldn't get enough leverage and power into the damn pocket knife! Until...well...it just decided it couldn't take it anymore and it ended its life by snapping itself off in the cork. I tried to save it...really I did!

Next, I thought I'd try to get out the broken piece with a pair of needle nose pliers...I won't even go into detail here. It was messy and it didn't work. I didn't get to enjoy my wine until a couple hours later when my superhero friend came over and saved the day by providing a real wine tool. Kudos to you, superhero friend.

I know...I'm hopeless. You should've seen what it was like when my roommate moved out last fall and left me without a can opener. You would think that opening soup and tuna cans would only be slightly more difficult without a can opener...but, you would be wrong.

It's like the whole world of canned food and corked wine is pointing and laughing at me...

# posted by themellenhead @ 3:55 PM