to bed, not to party

today was great! it began at coffeeholic with leary on drugs and good coffee, and proceeded to become breakfast with ze germans on ahad ha'am. breakfast was excellent, and turned into a walk down shenkin, which then became a walk down king george street and scored me a great-big-funky-green-tribal couch cover (more of them to be bought shortly, with awesome cushions that i can't justify not having bought when i saw them).

i got home and realized that my old neighbour was performing nearby, so i hurried back the way i'd come and entered apparently ten minutes into the show. the show was great! i really enjoyed the music, and the beer, and then walked straight back home to shower, watch invader zim - bloaty's pizza hog and go out for dinner.

i gave myself a little too much time, so instead of spending it sitting on the curb, i stopped for coffee and to read a paper. i never read the news, i've mentioned this before, but today's actually had important stuff that was relevant for the conversations that were to follow.

the waiter took a shine to me (story of my life, never the waitresses, hence the t-shirt) and brought me good chocolate on the house when i left :P

dinner was great! two particularly interesting items:

1) apparently the major issue i had with the date i went on at the end of last year is not personal, it's familial. we're a family (i'm including all the extended family too) of talkers, of argumentative and very noisy types. i discovered that i'm not alone with my frustration of talking a lot and not being able to draw the date in.
so a) i don't wanna date quiet girls and b) i'm not going to feel bad when i do

2) huge argument at the table over the ethics of a war against islam. a separate post ensues.

i'm off to sleep because i suddenly remembered that i'm going kayaking in the afternoon :P