Hugs I am a physically intimate person but typically only with people I am physically intimate with. As such, I have never really been a hugger. Some people hug. I don't, which makes me worry that my hugs are mechanical and unpleasant. This entire idea was reintroduced to me when one of my dates ended with a hug. What kind of date ends with a hug? Oh well, its not like I moved in for a kiss or anything, so what can I say?

Speaking of dates, as I was approaching Juline's house to go to the Portland Beavers game with her and some of her friends, Jillian called and said "Hey this is Jillian." Keep in mind that Juline and Jillian are similar names and I had only met each of these girls once so I wasn't really that familiar with their names or voices. I thought Juline was calling because I was almost late, so when I responded "I am near your place, I am at 23rd and Hoyt" she was like "Do you even know who this is?" I quickly realized my mistake, but I think the damage may have been done. Oh well. Tried calling her again today only to get the answering machine again.

So I went to drop off an application to work in Judge Wilson's court as a clerk today and knocked on her secretary's door. An older female dressed professionally answered and let me in. After I gave the application to the secretary and was leaving the office in my less than professional clothes (no shorts, but Khaki's and a pullover) that the person who opened the door was the judge and that my first impression was less than perfect. Not horrible, but not perfect. Live and learn. (and don't get the job)

No You Didn't Try To Cast Damon As the Sub-Mariener. Just say "no". Quit putting the new super-stars in super-hero movies. Quit putting square pegs in round holes. Didn't you learn your lesson with Daredevil? Anyway, the Sub-Mariner, he looks GREEK for lords sake! Damon looks Irish. Let's keep the casting realistic shall we. The Sub-Mariner came from ATLANTIS, which has Greek roots as I recall. I never really read the comic, but c'mon, if it offends me, how will it work on those who actually liked the strip? Say it with me now: Stop making comic book movies if you didn't actually read the comic book.

Hey there. First date went well. We talked and walked for several hours. We started out at the Blue Moon, one of the many McMinamins in the state, home of the famous (in my mind) Wilbur burger, which features egg, bacon and cheese. Then we went to a Thai restraunt after looking for a sushi restruant (even though one was two blocks away from our starting point). We then hung out at the Gypsy where a girl had a laugh only Fran "The Nanny" Drescher could love. Made tentative plans to meet up again today depending upon whether she is done helping her friend move. Haven't done shit today except get the cable hooked up in the house, which means I have internet access again. Don't have a router so that my computer is hooked up, but I will head out to Frye's and get one as soon as my loan check comes in. Thank god for loan checks as I have no prospects for work. That is the pain in my patootie.

Oh, Mary got a job, so at least one person in the apartment is employed gainfully.

So, I am going out on a date tonight. I have another date Thursday. I may have another date Friday (fingers crossed). All with different people. I have never had this kind of luck/dating with women. Things are their absolute best. I played golf yesterday. I played ultimate today. I am feeling good. [edited for content] Time to snap out of it. Date number 1 of my life in Portland is about to begin. In it to win it. I am sure I will be fine, but it bothers me that it bothers me. Anyway, internet in the house Wednesday, so I will be able to update more often. And maybe find a job.