September 25th, 2008


California Girls

Happy Equinox, belated.

Let's see... I've been dating some, and of course it's thrown me into full-blown anthropologist mode. Here I am in California, theoretical home of the beautiful people, and I have been asked on and out on more dates in the last two months than in the last ten years. I can look in the mirror, and I really do not look even remotely like my mental pictures of attractive CA girls. I certainly don't think I'm ugly (any more; growing up I took the words of assholes for more than they were worth) but in the past I'd be surprised to find my nekkid picture pinned up on some-one's wall. So huh. Not complaining, just a compulsive analyzer.

Recovery goes well, I have 155 days today; six months on 23 October. There is Drama at the Meeting Place, which is the closest hall with meetings all day, that involves some of the folks I live with, but it doesn't involve ME and I aim to keep it that way.

On the other hand, the problem with serenity as a default state is there isn't much to say. I'm sure you probably don't really care about the minutia of weather differences in Fall PNW vs Fall SoCal, no matter how much fun I have observing them.