ta friday

woke up around 9 - 9.30am, had a cold shower (i think i dreamed getting up to turn on the hot-water cylinder), had breakfast, and then we went off to the university.

attended a lecture by the dean of cs - had a hysterical chat with him afterwards, got invited over for friday night supper sometime. then met up with a friend from la, and the three of us walked through to have some coffee. afterwards, i took a bus back to ta, and went searching for a gift for her little brother's birthday party tomorrow.

didn't find a damn thing for him. i'd arrived too late on a friday. i did manage to find a book for myself, but that doesn't help much.

i ran into my almost-cute ex-partner for our c workshop, and a really cute friend of hers. she's always really excited to see me... too excited. i've received an open invitation to abuse her residence, but i'm a little uncomfortable about how serious she seems, so i'm not sure i want to get involved with that. not that it'll make a difference in my life if i upset her, but i'd feel bad about it.

therein lies the reason behind my celibacy.

not only am i bloody picky, but when i do find someone i could deal with (even in the short term), i find plenty of reasons not to. one of these days i'm going to chill out, and i'll look back on this ugly period of my life and say "what the fuck was i so worried about?", or "why was i making such a big deal out of it all?"...