Monday, July 14, 2008

My head hurts. I feel like throwing up. This isn't good. I went to the doctor today because I've had a cold for over a week... but indeed, it's just a cold and there's nothing they could do. However, my usual doctor wasn't there, so I saw someone different. I liked her... perhaps more than my usual doc. Super friendly and nice... maybe overly friendly. I think the wife would say she flirted. She'd probably say I flirted back. But she says I flirt a lot and I don't think I've flirted a day in my life. I think this is the sort of thing that leads to lots of the problems between guys and girls... when us guys are just being our suave selves with no intent, but it's seen as flirting.

I've been watching old episodes of ZeFrank and I watch the Vlogbrothers regularly. I wish I could be internet famous, but anonymous at the same time... I used to have a blog on another site... I wasn't anonymous on there just because I wasn't thinking... then some girl that liked me googled me and found the blog and read why i didn't want to date her... there was also trouble with family on there once... random stuff. Also, after stopping that blog, a new friend found out about it and read the whole 4 years worth of entries... I felt half naked, but also appreciated... odd stuff. It's hard to look back at your old self and not think how dumb you were or something like that. My college self was so much smarter and harder working than my teenaged self. My mid-twenties self was so much smarter and harder worker than my early twenties self. Tomorrow I'll officially be in my late twenties. I'm expecting some intelligence and perseverance to be awarded me over night.

The wife got me a book of short Sherlock Holmes stories for my b-day. What fun! They're quick reads, so it's like little snacks of literary goodness. Maybe I'll be ready for a full meal soon and return to my Chabon book I stopped reading. If someone wanted, they could get me a meerschaum pipe to hold while I'm reading my Holmes stories. (though he never actually uses one in Conan Doyle's text!)

And oh yeah... go see Wall-E. One of the best films of all time. (we're not talking just in the animation genre).

5 comments:

Mommy C said...

Happy happy birthday baby.
Well, todays your birthday, happy birthday to you, today's your birthday, we're going to have a good time.
27 candles make a lovely light.
My best wishes may be early but I'm not sticking around to make a cake for your birthday, while you're out running around, I'll help you celebrate, bring you lot's of cheer happy birthday Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Happy Birthday to you happy birthday to you happy birthday to Jimmy, Happy birthday to you.

And the repitoire lives on.

Tommie said...

LOVED Wall-E! As we were walking out our kid said "can we see it again?"!

Anonymous said...

Did you know Sacha Baren Cohen is going to play Sherlock Holmes?

This internet anonymity issue is why I make old blogs private, even though I know that's kind of silly. It's weird. On one hand, I obviously want people to read what I'm saying. I think the kicker is that I specifically want certain people to NOT read it (know what I mean?:) It's a tough draw.

I thought your birthday was today but now I'm thinking it was yesterday. I'm confusing myself ... happy birthday though!

activated charcoal said...

Aw crap- Sorry for missing your b-day. Happy days old man.
(Also, with respect to ye old blog- I think you underestimate how charming a record it is. I am also a firm believer that it's nice to have a way to make beautifully personal, somewhat intimate contact with total strangers online- it's one of the few ways I think technology humanizes rather than alienates us, and yeah- it requires a bit of vulnerability, but for anyone with the guts to put it out there, I think the rewards outweigh the benefits.)
This is the space where I would normally make some ill conceived joke about flirting with your doctor, growing old and prostate exams, but my birthday present to you is to withhold whatever tasteless gem might have been brewing in the depths of my soul.

Abbi Crutchfield said...

Happy belated birthday! If a wife assumes flirting, you are wrong for making her assume it. Quite like a woman is wrong for showing her hair in public. Apologize immediately.