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... came someone from high school. I got a msg from someone in my high school band via facebook. This was someone I'd entirely forgotten about (if I ever knew them at all). After several "who the hell are you" type of msgs, I finally had some glimmer of recollection. We decided to meet up for pool last night. I had such a marvelous time, and it was nice to meet (although technically we met 15 years ago) someone with whom I have a common background. We were out til 3:30am, needless to say that today was a very long ass day.

Bad luck... it turns out that it may have been a great first date, but the second... not so much.

He talks incessantly, and drones on about stuff I am trying hard to care about but can't. (Another programmer- I think I'm starting to understand why there are so many single programmers out there.) He's not another Naskarl, but take away the Swedish accent and the giant gut, and he's kinda close. He's not grabby luckily.

Bad luck... it turns out that it may have been a great first date, but the second... not so much.

He talks incessantly, and drones on about stuff I am trying hard to care about but can't. (Another programmer- I think I'm starting to understand why there are so many single programmers out there.) He's not another Naskarl, but take away the Swedish accent and the giant gut, and he's kinda close. He's not grabby luckily.

This one I heard from a student a couple days ago:

What do nerds sing to taunt their enemies?

Sodium, Sodium, Sodium! ------> (Na2, Na2, Na2)----------> Nah-nah Nah-nah Nah Nah!

I have SUCH nerdly students this year! It's fun. We live up to the monniker "Orch Dork".

This one I heard from a student a couple days ago:

What do nerds sing to taunt their enemies?

Sodium, Sodium, Sodium! ------> (Na2, Na2, Na2)----------> Nah-nah Nah-nah Nah Nah!

I have SUCH nerdly students this year! It's fun. We live up to the monniker "Orch Dork".

Fan-bloody-tastic date last night, almost from the moment it started. The first 5 minutes I was looking at my watch asking myself how soon can I leave, but things started clicking and at 11:30 I finally said goodnight and went home. (Yes, alone... I'm not THAT girl.)

Fan-bloody-tastic date last night, almost from the moment it started. The first 5 minutes I was looking at my watch asking myself how soon can I leave, but things started clicking and at 11:30 I finally said goodnight and went home. (Yes, alone... I'm not THAT girl.)

You know how occasionally you question your worth or value in someone's life?  And then you start seeing patterns... either they're good or they're bad but rarely are they conflicting. What do you do with conflicting ones?  Which do you believe? How do you know you're not getting played? How do you know if you're believing the right one? And what if, by going the path of least resistance, you make the wrong choice and can't undo it later?

Last night I played a quartet gig at a wedding (prelude music, ceremony and an hour of cocktail music) at this beautiful country club on a lake. During the ceremony, when the bride's father was about to give her away, the bride and groom had to declare "i do" first. THe groom said it, and when it came time for the bride to say it she looked like she might faint. She'd been messing with her hair and trying to get the veil away from her face for several minutes... she was at first just looking fidgety but then I see her starting to sway.

Last night I played a quartet gig at a wedding (prelude music, ceremony and an hour of cocktail music) at this beautiful country club on a lake. During the ceremony, when the bride's father was about to give her away, the bride and groom had to declare "i do" first. THe groom said it, and when it came time for the bride to say it she looked like she might faint. She'd been messing with her hair and trying to get the veil away from her face for several minutes... she was at first just looking fidgety but then I see her starting to sway.