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ed_rexI'd like to think this entry will be incisive and infinitely fascinating to you folks, but that doesn't seem likely - feel free (as though you wouldn't in any case) to just pass on by to the next entry on your friends' list.
I spent Friday at Toronto's beer fest with someone who I suspect does not want me to discuss her doings here, so I will not name names. Suffice it to say, much beer was imbibed and a little necking took place. Which I liked quite a lot, until she dug her teeth into my lip and wouldn't let go until I slapped her (not too hard, but meaningfully). Sadly, I fear we will have to be "just friends", as having pain inflicted upon me only makes me angry. It's true: I can dish it out, but I can't take it. And such are the sometimes frustrating ways of human sexuality.
Nevertheless, I had a lovely time and only got a little sun-burned. My only regret was when they herded us out, I lost track of my companions and was too drunk to lunk for them. Somehow, though, I made it home in one piece.
* * *
Laura's stereo, along with a milk-crate and a some odds-and-ends are still at my apartment. I've told her I will put them out in the hall if she doesn't pick them up by tomorrow, but I will probably prove myself a liar. Her remaining things don't take up a significant amount of space and I suppose I can just use her stereo until she (finally) manages to get it together to pick her things up.
She was supposed to come for them yesterday, but her ride fell through. She then emailed me to ask whether I'd like to join her for a pint, as she was going to be in the area. I declined, asking if she would manage to pick up her things tomorrow (today), then - perhaps to my discredit - sarcastically suggested it was unlikely, as I presumed being in my area meant partying at an after-hours club until 6:00 in the morning.
She told me I didn't need to be "such an asshole" and insisted she would come by around one this afternoon. As of 3:32, I haven't heard a peep; were we still together I would be worried, but as it is, well, I am not surprised.
That she still wants to hang out with me and, for that matter, to sleep with me, is flattering in one way, but insulting in another (and baffling in both ways). For at least 6 months, she was lying to me, cheating on me and (therefore) using me. Yet she doesn't seem to appreciate the fact I can't simply shrug my shoulders and take her back into my life (on whatever level). I don't know whether it is a lack of respect for me, or a simple lack of empathy, which prevents her from understanding that she wronged me and that I can't forgive her without some significant sign that she has changed.
And, constantly standing me up when it comes to getting her things doesn't suggest she's changed at all.
Ah well - life does go on, happily.
* * *
In order to actually dosomething about my intentions to not fall into a funk, I've signed up to, or reactivated, accounts at a number of online dating sites (not craigslist yet, but soon; maybe tonight). I've found some new chat-buddies, but have not yet had any actual dates. But it's early days and I'm enjoying myself with possibilities in any event.
(Meanwhile, I am shocked - shocked! - that - with one exception - none of you single, local women on my friends' list have seen fit to contact me with the possibility of carnal activity in mind. There's an email address on my profile, people! Feel free to use it - even if you don't think we're likely to experience that rare chemistry, we might at least enjoy sharing a pitcher or two.)
* * *
And what else. Not a great deal, I suppose. The apartment is finally clean, I've cut the dreads out of Chet's fur, and I hope to post the second draft of my new story, "Shall We Walk" to urbis.com some time this evening (I'll post a link when it's done, for those of you who might be interested).
I suppose that's about it. I've read stuff, I've watched stuff, and I'm not in the mood to talk about any of it just now.
Time to go to work!
I spent Friday at Toronto's beer fest with someone who I suspect does not want me to discuss her doings here, so I will not name names. Suffice it to say, much beer was imbibed and a little necking took place. Which I liked quite a lot, until she dug her teeth into my lip and wouldn't let go until I slapped her (not too hard, but meaningfully). Sadly, I fear we will have to be "just friends", as having pain inflicted upon me only makes me angry. It's true: I can dish it out, but I can't take it. And such are the sometimes frustrating ways of human sexuality.
Nevertheless, I had a lovely time and only got a little sun-burned. My only regret was when they herded us out, I lost track of my companions and was too drunk to lunk for them. Somehow, though, I made it home in one piece.
Laura's stereo, along with a milk-crate and a some odds-and-ends are still at my apartment. I've told her I will put them out in the hall if she doesn't pick them up by tomorrow, but I will probably prove myself a liar. Her remaining things don't take up a significant amount of space and I suppose I can just use her stereo until she (finally) manages to get it together to pick her things up.
She was supposed to come for them yesterday, but her ride fell through. She then emailed me to ask whether I'd like to join her for a pint, as she was going to be in the area. I declined, asking if she would manage to pick up her things tomorrow (today), then - perhaps to my discredit - sarcastically suggested it was unlikely, as I presumed being in my area meant partying at an after-hours club until 6:00 in the morning.
She told me I didn't need to be "such an asshole" and insisted she would come by around one this afternoon. As of 3:32, I haven't heard a peep; were we still together I would be worried, but as it is, well, I am not surprised.
That she still wants to hang out with me and, for that matter, to sleep with me, is flattering in one way, but insulting in another (and baffling in both ways). For at least 6 months, she was lying to me, cheating on me and (therefore) using me. Yet she doesn't seem to appreciate the fact I can't simply shrug my shoulders and take her back into my life (on whatever level). I don't know whether it is a lack of respect for me, or a simple lack of empathy, which prevents her from understanding that she wronged me and that I can't forgive her without some significant sign that she has changed.
And, constantly standing me up when it comes to getting her things doesn't suggest she's changed at all.
Ah well - life does go on, happily.
In order to actually dosomething about my intentions to not fall into a funk, I've signed up to, or reactivated, accounts at a number of online dating sites (not craigslist yet, but soon; maybe tonight). I've found some new chat-buddies, but have not yet had any actual dates. But it's early days and I'm enjoying myself with possibilities in any event.
(Meanwhile, I am shocked - shocked! - that - with one exception - none of you single, local women on my friends' list have seen fit to contact me with the possibility of carnal activity in mind. There's an email address on my profile, people! Feel free to use it - even if you don't think we're likely to experience that rare chemistry, we might at least enjoy sharing a pitcher or two.)
And what else. Not a great deal, I suppose. The apartment is finally clean, I've cut the dreads out of Chet's fur, and I hope to post the second draft of my new story, "Shall We Walk" to urbis.com some time this evening (I'll post a link when it's done, for those of you who might be interested).
I suppose that's about it. I've read stuff, I've watched stuff, and I'm not in the mood to talk about any of it just now.
Time to go to work!
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Re: Maybe So ...
Date: 2006-08-29 01:24 am (UTC)Re: Maybe So ...
Date: 2006-08-31 12:02 am (UTC)However, there is a necessary correlation between neo-liberal economic policies and (therefore) political policies, and the resulting "collateral damage" done to the "losers" of dog-eat-dog capitalism.
I admire The Economist for its broad news coverage and for the fact that it does not pretend to be objective - it wears its politics proudly and good for it. But I disagree with its fundamental positions and I believe those governments that have (albeit never completely - and you could make the argument that I am wrong about The Economist because its ideas have never been put into practice) followed its advice have done more tangible harm than even the "war on drugs".
Re: Maybe So ...
Date: 2006-08-31 01:13 am (UTC)In recent memory, I think they've gone easiest on Finland, of all places. However, they're none too keen on the country's reliance on Nokia.
Re: Maybe So ...
Date: 2006-09-04 05:55 pm (UTC)Mind you, it occurs to me the newspaper supports free trade in labour as well as capital, which may mean it's closer to the centre than I gave it credit for.
Re: Maybe So ...
Date: 2006-09-04 07:43 pm (UTC)And, hey, we mustn't forget good old Geoffrey Crowther's statement of intent: "It is to the Radicals that The Economist still likes to think of itself as belonging. The extreme centre is the paper's historical position."
Re: Maybe So ...
Date: 2006-09-04 07:58 pm (UTC)Hmm. I suppose I find it right-wing because it denies the existence of American/Western imperialism, prefering the mysth of "good intentions/mistakes were made" used to justify every US invasion of another country at least since Vietnam.
Third post's the charm
Date: 2006-09-05 05:13 pm (UTC)The Economist's view on "Western imperialism" is tough to gauge. Thinking about it makes me realize, however, that one of my favorite aspects of the magazine's editorial stance is that it doesn't seem to care about motives or intentions. Results are what matter, and despite the ragging they've been doing on the execution of Iraq's occupation -- and they've been scathing lately -- the staff still accept the necessity of change in the Middle East, regardless of the regrettable fumbles thus far.
For more on motive- versus consequence-based judgment, check out the always-sober Arnold Kling's open letter to Paul Krugman.
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Date: 2006-09-05 05:15 pm (UTC)Krugman
Date: 2006-09-17 05:22 pm (UTC)I believe you can have a "type C" argument about the motives behind that invasion and that you - as an American citizen - should be having that discussion.
"It's now clear that the Iraq war was the mother of all bait-and-switch operations. Mr. Bush and his officials portrayed the invasion of Iraq as an urgent response to an imminent threat, and used war fever to win the midterm election."
Considering that the US war machine, while simultaneously losing in two ongoing coflicts, is gearing up to take on Iran, the above argument needs to be addressed, because if it is true (and I believe it is), your government is not only going to commit more crimes, it is going to also significantly weaken your own country.