Impending Kayakage

“You will die at the hands of a jealous lover. How ironic.” – from an online ‘quiz’ thing – Interesting, but doubtful

Doug has declared that I need a girlfriend after witnessing me pause on the PBS acid tripping art show. Shortly thereafter I agreed and also decided that getting to know someone that well would be a pain in the ass – particularly when I’m a pessimist about things like this anyway.

I was cleared by Pio (I’m on a first name basis with my surgeon :-P) to kayak so long as I didn’t feel like I was hurting myself. If I can’t kayak, I have been instructed to work on finding hot kayak chicks for the above purpose. There is a social (dance) so this severely decreases my odds since I shan’t participate. So, if I fail at that too, I am to take amazing photos of people doing superhuman things in kayaks.

Since Justine won’t be at the symposium, there’s a chance I’ll have the most bad ass camera there. This brings me both joy and disheartenment, because I like to win, but Justine has some very nice camera gear.

Tonight was boring, no one wanted to see the midnight x-men. If you all (who all is, I don’t know) see it this weekend without me I will be pissed – and depressed.

I am really not a fan of unanswered questions. If I am uninclined to ask, that’s one thing, but if if is simply not feasible to get answers that is another all together.