Just a bunch of stuff I wanted to say, no single part has anything to do with any other.
First off, thanks to everybody for their responses to my night of "What the fuck?" When I wrote that post the occurrences were still fresh and I honestly didn't know what to make of them—even the act of writing everything out didn't make anything any clearer. So, y'all were quite helpful with your comments and emails. Thank you.
An update to the entire M. situation: nothing has happened. I've neither received a phone call nor come home to find one of the family pets boiling in a pot on the stove. Truth be told, nothing is exactly what I expected would happen. If there is a phone-call and it doesn't start out with the phrase "I'm sorry I acted like I should've been home wearing my tin-foil hat trying to decode scrambled porno channels on TV with the power of my mind" then it will be a very short, possibly ugly, conversation indeed.
One point that I didn't make clear when I was babbling about my celibacy: three years has been long enough. I feel much better about myself, now. When M. threw herself at me last Tuesday, I had been tentatively dipping my toe back in the gene-pool. I'm certainly not ready to dive in to anything, but I'm also not discouraged. As I said to a dear friend of mine after she read the story, I'm sure the right woman is out there and I'm going to be damn picky about her. I've waited three years, there's no need to chuck all that patience to the side now.
And that's that about all that.
On Friday I watched Hot Fuzz, and I encourage all of you to do the same because it is a strong front-runner for funniest movie ever made by anyone anywhere at any time, ever. If you've seen it and don't agree with my take on it, then you have my sympathy…though not my understanding.
This weekend I went nuts and bought a bunch of books (none of which are currently with me at work, so you don't get titles and links just yet): a coffee-table-book of Yoshitaka Amano's print-work, three books about Japanese swordsmanship and the philosophy behind iai-do and, of course, No Country for Old Men. (Sorry, Ombra, your message reached me too late to stop me. I am enjoying it; however, I'm also a big fan of apostrophes and I'm sort of wishing McCarthy would use a few more.)
Okay, lunch is over. I gotta go.
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oh, no enjoy the book - I wouldn't want to keep anyone from reading McCarthy. But, do keep his earlier books in mind if you find that you'd like to read another one of his.
and yes, the right woman is out there, and yes, you should be picky. You have every right, and you are a great catch!
Hot Fuzz, as AWESOME as it most definitely is, is still a pale second to Shaun of the Dead. If you haven't seen that, you won't get a bunch of the "in" stuff in Hot Fuzz. But I'm assuming you have seen it and are in the loop there :-D I can't remember how long ago it was I saw it now, actually, but I still giggle every time I hear the phrase, "By the power of Greyskull!" (Which happens a lot more than you'd expect in my day to day life. Oh, the joys of being a geek amongst geeks in the office.)
"Nothing" is pretty much how I'd have expected that "WTF?" post to wind up with, to be honest. She didn't sound crazy enough to boil bunnies, but by the same token she didn't seem sane enough to recognise a good thing when she saw it. Both of these things indicated to me that you'd probably never hear from her again. Which is probably (and boy, watch me making snap judgements, huh?) a good thing for you. (You may have observed recently that I have little tolerance for emotional fuckwittage..!)
Is the McCarthy of whom you and Ombra are speaking Cormac? I have never read anything of his but I have a suspicion I have one kicking around - very sadly, it was probably picked up at a second hand shop because it had a pony on the front and had the word "Horse" in the title. Every now and then I am, in fact, twelve years old. Suddenly I'm filled with a joyful delight that I've finished law school and can read novels with impunity - guilt free bookage! Woot!
Hot Fuzz is an incredible movie - completely, ridiculously over the top.
Veddy interesting reading about the WTF-night.
Good to see you're mostly alive. :)
~jason
oh noes! so you're going back to the same place tonight? bring tin foil!!!
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