There are times when you read posts that for whatever reason make you give pause to the things in your life that you do over and over and over without really thinking about it...

For Alex it's his cigarettes. For me...it would have to be chewing pens...I have been chewing pens since, at the earliest I can remember, seventh grade. It's my vice.

It's mine.

If you don't like it, don't pick a pen up off of my desk...

I'm not feeling 100% today. I didn't get much sleep last night and today I'm coughing and a little feverish too.

This had better clear up before my date tomorrow night.

Nothing else to blog. Just feelin' blah...

Quote of the Day

To be honest, after spending the past thirty-five years on the road with Ozzy, I don’t really need to watch the show. -- Black Sabbath's Tony Iommi on why he doesn't watch The Osbournes.

I have a date Wednesday night.

And it's not with Kik'e.

Now before you get your panties in a twist and wonder what happened between me and Kik'e the answer is nothing has happened and things are totally copacetic. We are still dating (or at least I call it dating) but we haven't solidified anything or declared ourselves as exclusively dating each other. (Nor have we had sex yet but that's another story altogether.) Kik'e and I have had about four or five dates so far and they've been spaced out to be every couple of weeks. We do talk on the phone quite regularly and email each other often so it's not like we're totally out of touch with each other. However, until he states that he wants to take it farther along then there's nothing I can really do. He knows I like him but he also wants to take it slow so I have to play by his rules.

Then there's this new guy -- Chad. The main thing that could give me problems with Chad is that he is six years younger than me and I have never dated a man that was significantly younger than me. On his actor's bio (yes, he's an actor), he says he can play ages 18-25. I already feel like I'm robbing the cradle as it is...on the plus side though, he's slightly taller than me and about the same weight...and he's pretty damn cute too.

We're planning on going to a screening of The Event -- a movie certain to make me cry and have him run screaming away from me as if I had a bad outbreak of the mumps. Of course there will be dinner as well so at least my eyes won't be as puffy under dim lights should I take him to McHales.

So we shall see what happens. He's a nice guy (must refrain from calling him a kid) and I don't know where it will go but hey...it's a date so no complaints from me.

Okay, I did see Cafeteria Chef today at lunch. Apparently he got pretty toasted over the weekend but he had warned me that it would probably happen. We talked a little about respective weekends and then there was really nothing for us to talk about that could have reasonably kept me in the cafeteria line to talk to him so I had to shove off...

Someone please explain why this song refrain is running through my head...

I got this really great gun-
Shit, where is it?
No, it's really great-
Wait-

Shit, where is it?
Anyway
It's just a .38-
But-
It's a gun.
You can make a statement-
Wrong-
With a gun-
Even if you fail.

It telss 'em who you are
Where you stand.
This one was on sale.
It- no not the shoe-
Well, actually the shoe was, too.

No, that's not it-
Shit, I had it here-
Got it!

Yeah! There it is! And-

All you have to do
Is crook your little finger,
Hook your little finger 'round-

Shit, I shot it...

- You can change the world.

Quote of the Day

Some of you may discover a wonderful vocation you never even imagined. Others may find out that life isn't fair... in spite of your Masters from Bryn Mawr, you might end up a glorified babysitter to a bunch of dead-eyed fourth-graders while your husband runs naked on a beach with your marriage counselor! -- Edna Krabapel