And again... Roommates NOT!

Two weeks ago, the ground-floor roommate finally got his apartment and moved out.  (Yay).  Nice guy, but not the kind of habits that I would want to live with.  Too Messy, too loud, and way too broke . But... he really likes cats (which is a good thing).

Then, the upstairs gal decided to move out (no notice!) the same weekend...  Got her apartment in N. Hollywood.  And her, I liked.

Then the temp on the couch... got her place in Burbank.

I'm left with the guy in the basement...

Peace and quiet.


Now... how do I pay the bills?

lets see if I make sense...

So, Thursday was my mother's birthday. She is now 90 years old. Born, January 1920... and still maintaining her faculties. There's hope, even if my dad went at 67 from heart disease. (he smoked, but in addition had a bad heart valve, which is genetic).

I dropped a Math class because I wasn't going to do well on the first test, because it would probably affect my GPA, and CSUN wouldn't accept the grade anyway (too many repeats) ... math is my kryptonite. And, they wanted an additional $846 in tuition if I took it...

It's not like I'm made of money or anything like that. After almost two years out; I can say pretty equivocally that I'm broke. The yoyo string is about played out, and I'm just about done. That isn't exactly the place I want to be; and isn't particularly good for my morale.

Intersting thing, drink scotch and get weepy / depressed. Drink cheap sake and just get dizzy. Not sure it's an epiphany or what. But, without steady work; and the last guy I did two weeks for didn't pay up... not sure if it's me or the situation; but suspect me...

And the bills, they keep on coming...

2007 Sept 08 - Another night's energy uselessly spent?

o, I go to the usual hangout (McG's) and have entirely too many beers (guiness); and end up talking to my neighbor again... and fixing a quick bite for the wee hours. He takes one home to his girlfriend (who's getting off work) and he and I eat ours... with the standard salad.
ok - boring as hell. But he goes home to his very hot girlfriend... and I end up with cats (as usual). But I can cook! I complain (to the universe at large).

No one listens.

2007 Apr 05 - Trolling? Guy seeks Girl; Guy Looses Girl; Ah... just a dream

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Laugh, love, rejoice. Otherwise, strap a c4 vest on... you're dead.

"This is one monkey that will keep on climbing; as long as the tree holds out". RAHeinlein.


Single(divorced) guy seeks female counterpart; but superfical looks must apply.
(ok, tried the heart-to-heart... lets see if responses change based on being just as tacky as the next guy...)

Middlin' height (5'9"), hungarian, 175 or so lbs, clean shaven (this week); and possessing a off-beat sense of humor. Got it from my Dad, he was done using it.

What I'd really like; is a 30-45 something, in shape who wants [kids -- wishlist! and] a normal life; a little adventure, and love. I'd be happy with a 45 Y.O. if (a) kids werent' in the equation... (mebbe) and (b) she didn't look older than her years. Unfortunately, ladies... most do. Damm'ed if I know why.

I'm not interested in a professional relationship; nor baby-sitting; nor diaper training... and I think the whole anal-oral thing vastly overrated. But, there's a 45 guy out there who wants to "be your daddy". Not me, I just wanted to have someone to grow with... and maybe (?) create progeny. Perhaps not... but you'can't win if you don't ask.

OK - enough silliness. Back to the regularly scheduled channel.

And yes... I do look younger (but then again, when we look at ourself in a mirror; who(m) do we really see?)

-the tarnished night. (I think I need special K?)