Too late to save myself from falling
I took a chance and changed your way of life
But you misread my meaning when I met you
Closed the door and left me blinded by the light

Interesting weekend, all around.

I spent the weekend up with the parental units. I am now reminded why I love them, and I love them two hours away. The constant chaos of their life just exhausts me. I was thrilled to get home to a little peace and quiet.

One of the things that transpired this weekend was that I got an interesting note from a friend ... he who shall remain nameless. It said, in part:

Just letting you know that I'm selling the bike. I know you liked it,
and it's sad to see it on the floor of the showroom.

For those that don't know, I was smitten with B's Ducati. I had resisted R's mid-life-crisis when he bought the Triumph (a 1977 Bonneville), but I think in an act of rebellion I got on B's bike (well, literally and figuratively). Anyhow, it's sad to see it go. In an odd sort of way, I thought that I would feel differently hearing from him. I thought that the same familiar flutter would return, but it didn't. Maybe my thought processes have evolved, and I expect different behavior from a mate now, than I had in the past. Maybe I have let someone into my head that has changed my outlook on all things past - more on this in a minute.

In other news, phone rang from a semi-intoxicated NewBoy this evening, earlier than the agreed-upon 9 PM. Which is fine, of course, as I was thrilled to talk to him. But the conversation took a small misstep on his part. I won't divulge precisely what the misstep was, because I don't know if he even realized how badly it bothers me (and a girl doesn't kiss and tell THAT much, y'know?). Anyhow, he said he'd call back at 10 (fine, as I had some homework to finish that I'd neglected all weekend). It is now 10:46. Phone has not rang. I hate this dance of dating, this game people play. I don't have the desire to play it.

There are few things in life I can't stand ... and people not calling when they say they are going to is right up close to the top. Add in people that park in my parking spot in front of my house, people that can't abide by a simple corporate dress code, among other "pet peeves". I think it boils down to ... I can't stand people that show a total lack of respect for others.

I swear, I think I am just a magnet for this sort of behavior. I think I shall just take my poor mood to bed with me. Have a good night.