If you are what you eat I'm a delicious hunk of meat.

Fall is soundly here. The rain, the dying leaves, the chill in the air. Is rain a symptom of fall in Virginia? Maybe not. At any rate, my motorcylce is sitting under a wet rain cover. Pretty soon I'll have to winterize the thing and let it sit until spring. Maybe I can run it once or twice a month so I can keep it fresh. I don't like the cold enough for that though I guess.

I'm sitting here in the warm basement with American in Paris playing on TV. I must say, I'm not a fan of the musicals. I kind of wish I could fast forward through the musical parts. Some of the acting doesn't quite work for me either. Why am I watching it then? Well, oh crap, they started singing again. ahem.. well, it's interesting to see the style of old films. I do find some of the situations in the plot (when the music doesn't get in the way) kind of humorous. I figure that watching this crap might clue me in a bit on romance despite the fact that its idealized, unrealistic movie writing.

The more beautiful everything is, the more it hurts without you.

How serious can he be if he does what he knows he shouldn't and doesn't do what he knows he should?

Hey girl, if you would only give me some some sort of sign that you're interested in me, I could very easily fall for you. If we could only lock gaze in that special way I'd drop like dominoes. I'm just not getting that vibe from you so I guess it's still just getting to know you and hoping to meet someone else.

If anyone actually reads this blog (I know of one person) I apologize for the constant drivel and letters to girls that never get sent. I guess it's just my place to vent the most frustrating area of my life. I wish I were writing profound observations about life around me. Instead you get all the crap thoughts I never get around to saying. But... no one's forcing you to read this.

Rock, Rock On!

Now that I have a motorcycle I often find myself thinking about how when I get in a car the first thing I do is fasten my seat belt. I'm usually thinking that when I'm sitting, unattached except by gravity on the seat of my motorcycle, exposed to everything on and around the road. I am filled for a moment with a profound sense of irony.

Of course, I do wear a helmet on the bike, not in the car so maybe there is a balance.

there is no innocence

So I have a motorcyle now. I've had it for a little over a month. I bought the armored jacket and motorcycle gloves and even some motorcycle pants. When wearing all the gear I feel a bit like a dork. Sure on some level I think it feels cool but over all I feel like some bike racer wannabe who's just trying to look cool. The fact is that I'm not trying to look cool. I'm just scared. I wear the gear to keep my skin on my body should I happen to go skidding across the pavement. That and it keeps me warm. My reasons for wearing the stuff isn't to look cool, but for very practical reasons. If you think I look cool in the stuff, that's your problem, not mine.

[sorry, I have no picture to show you what I'm talking about right now]

I'm watching "The Planet's Funniest Animals" on Animal Planet. I'm coming to the conclusion that the animals here aren't very funny. It's pretty sad if the ones they show really are the funniest on the planet. I think I smiled at one tho. It's a start I guess.

VS doesn't visit anymore. I guess she's just too busy. That's okay though. I can go to bed at a decent hour and so my life is closer to normal than in August. Phase complete. sigh. Looking forward to phase 2. Flattery apparently is dead :-D but she never really understood what I meant, I think.

Hey girl,
it's been too long since I've written to you. I'm sorry. I have no good excuse. So what's going on with you? Are you and that guy you've been dating getting serious? Does it scare you to think about that? :) I'm still not dating anyone tho I did have tea at a coffee shop with someone last week. She's an old acquaintance from back in 1995-1996. She lives in Portland Oregon now but comes back here every once in a while. I don't know if anything will develop between us but we had a nice time getting to know each other a little. There were a few weird coincidences with our meeting this last time. We'd seen each other at church a couple of years ago when our mutual friend was going to Grace. She remembered me then, but for some reason I couldn't remember her. It took me a while before the memories surfaced. I felt like a moron or jerk that day... here's this woman who seemed excited to see me... who remembered me after like six years and I couldn't remember her. That was 2 years ago. Last weekend I was running spot light for a woman's conference at LU. She and Janice (our mutual friend who is married with two kids.) decided to go the conference to check things out. I saw them during a break and got to chat for a little bit but I didn't get any contact info. I didn't see them for the rest of the conference which ended around 5:30. I knew I should've asked her out or something then but I didn't. After the event I went home then went to my sister's house and ate and hung out there with my family because my parents were down for the weekend. I went home again and decided to go find this girl (Julie) and ask her out. I felt drawn or led to WalMart. When I didn't find her there I went to Barnes and Noble and found her there. Now, there was some logic in my search so I can't say for sure that it was a supernatural pull that led me to her that night. Also, there aren't that many places open after 9pm in Lynchburg. Still the odds of me actually finding her were pretty slim so I knew I had to act. I invited her out for coffee or something and she said yes and gave me the phone # of the friend she was staying with. It took a few days and a few tries before I got in touch with her but then we set a time and got to hang out. I decided to try a coffee house I've never been to so we went there. She asked if I was still going to Grace and if I knew someone named Kelly something. They were room mates at one time and she wanted to get in touch with her but she wasn't in the phone book. I didn't know that person but I knew that the guy who works in the coffee shop also works at the church and knows a lot of people so I suggested that we ask him. It turns out that Kelly is dating his brother and he was going to see her the next day. That little string of coincidences seemed like the hand of God at work. This was especially true since I had just sat through a day and a half of a Christian conference where several stories were told of how God worked in people's lives. Maybe I was meant to find Julie just so she could be connected with an old room mate. Maybe that's just the start of what God has in mind for her. Maybe that meeting was primarily arranged so Julie and I could hook up. It's too soon to tell about that. I have her email address and I hope to get to know her better soon. It was a good day though. A good day indeed.

I hope things are going well for you too. I've prayed for you and your decisions of school etc. Have a super day.

Dana