i love numbers and math even more so. in fact, i have on my night stand a book, number theory, though i haven’t touched it for a year or so since it’s over my head. regardless, i thought tonight i might focus on some numbers in my life.
24:
years i’ve been messing up. (what’s a post without a little self-deprecation? 😉 )
15:
hours i was out from leaving yesterday morning to getting back yesterday evening. including lunch, that was eleven hours at work.
13b:
what i’d like to send before the end of spring.
4:
days kathrine will be in town.
3:
number of times in a row i’ve been stood up (or effectively stood up) by a girl i’ve asked to dinner or to climb.
2:
a lot goes here.
awkward moments at work yesterday. the first was somewhat expected and, to some extent, created by me. long and short of it: i asked a pointed question in front of everyone and it was dodged, quite obviously, in front of everyone. i think it was fair to ask in front of everyone since the issue was initially presented to everyone for input.. it’s just that it’s fallen by the wayside for some months now and was too important to let drop. i didn’t think, though, that the answer would be so.. avoidable..? i don’t even know the answer yet, just that it will be clearer or more available around christmas. (how do you add hand gestures in type? “more available” doesn’t quite justify italics.. but it shouldn’t be quoted either since it’s not a quote.. do you know what i mean?)
the other awkward moment was caused by ms outlook’s email notification. three seconds is only enough to raise a lot of questions and not nearly enough to answer them or even give insight into them. regardless, time will tell.
kona fire stones i had last night.
bottles of wines i bought last night.
number of times the head gasket on my car has cracked.
holidays i’m spending with family this year.
major errands i still have to finish up. i’m awful at this and i end up repeating my past mistakes: the longer i put things like this off the less likely i am to do them.
1:
speaking of awkward, had one very awkward dinner saturday night across from the guy who thought i was such a fag and that so wanted to kick my ass not a few weeks ago. it was actually very friendly and we talked about climbing without any issues. i just don’t understand why someone would want to stay with him after his behavior 1) towards me and 2) towards her in the recent past. should people be that forgiving? and in that way? forgiving someone for those actions is one thing.. going back to them is another.. isn’t it?
one tooth that hurts. i hate my teeth.. i really do. they embarrass me like few things can.
messages from ljr in the past six months.
messages i haven’t returned to ljr in the past six months.
days until kathrine comes to town.
cups i’ve stolen from keyon college.
0:
times i’ve talked with ljr recently. all, of course, my fault.. just so long as i don’t create my own snowball effects.
times i’ve emailed mrl since her birthday in june.
replies that i’ve sent to cs..
christmas presents i’ve bought..
all in all, it adds up to a lot of work to do. and a lot to figure out.