TWITLOL v1i5 belated
by Liz Anderson on Wednesday, 5 September 2007 at 20:47 ·
When I was in college I had an espresso machine. I actually still have it but rarely use it. At any rate, I used to make coffee and espresso a lot. I also used to not sleep much. I think this led to an early demise of something in my life although I have yet to determine what that was/is. Since then it has really only had a negative impact on my life. Or what some (perhaps including myself) may deem as a negative impact on my life.
I can remember nights at 500 E 5th St in Morris with pot after pot of coffee intertwined with espresso, not really sleeping and yet never quite awake. Classmates coming over to work on projects and presentations; my hands half shaking from the caffeine as I tried to line pages straight on my tag board. Actually this is only a half exaggeration.
I thought I was doing better. I thought I had mostly broke myself of the whole coffee habit and then this thing called dating came into my life. It seems “coffee” is a good thing to do on a date. Although when you go out for coffee most people neglect to actually drink coffee. Not quite sure how that works but most often it seems there is little to no coffee consumed on the so-called coffee dates.
Sometimes these coffee dates turn out well and other times you think they turned out well and still other times you know they are far far from going well. What ever the case may be I know that the wretched coffee is to blame.
So here’s the deal. I am about to embark on a new chapter in life. Tomorrow I am going out for a second date with a guy I met for drinks last week. This initial date was supposed to be for "coffee". Not really sure what we are doing tomorrow but probably supper and a movie. Then, perhaps against my better judgment, on Friday I am going out with a guy I met for “coffee” last week.
This whole fiasco started last week.. Or perhaps it started a few weeks before that when I actually started going out on dates in general.. If you have been reading my blog though, you know what a catastrophe that has been.. So I really didn’t think much of going out for coffee in the middle of the day last week.
Coffee was a bit of a stretch though as I had a green tea with lemonade and the guy I was meeting had a lot to say. Turns out he is from Wheaton and used to be the Thursday night DJ at the Met in Morris. I never really went to the Met as I preferred the more laid back atmosphere of the Old #1. Which as a side is still my favorite bar ever. He likes sci-fi crap. I really don’t like sci-fi. He listens to a lot of top 40s music. I really never ever listen to top 40s music. He likes economics. I hated economics in college. The trend continues.. Turns out the only real thing we had in common was that we both spent several years living in the general vicinity of Morris MN. Yeah, a real connection.
I went home and had supper with Jess. We made Potstickers. They were tasty. Jess and I went for a walk which she promptly ditched me after as she had to be at work early only to cut out to go to class. She started grad school last week you see. My life is gravely different. Okay, so not really but we do have to schedule a bit more than, “Hey what are you doing? Cool, I’ll be over in a few minutes..”
After Jess left, I logged onto my computer and chatted with a few friends. Which eventually ended up in me logging off and heading downtown for a drink. This drink was with a guy I was supposed to meet for coffee. Again I stress the downfall “coffee” has played in our society.
The previous text was written about a week ago. I have since “gone out” with both of the individuals again; neither of which was a very successful event.
As it turns out the guy from downtown doesn’t much know what he is doing in life. He is ambitious enough (read: he works three jobs) but tends to not be able to carry on much of a directed conversation. This is a problem. He is also very indecisive and extremely “hard to read”. I had a brilliant conversation planned out (really more of a monologue) telling him how his indecisiveness was annoying and he needed to work on his communication skills. Unfortunately as I prepared to unleash my masterpiece, he told me his friend died that day. Needless to say it is a bit tough to tell someone that they are annoying right after they tell you that their friend died today.
Regarding the guy from Wheaton, well he’s a bit of the opposite. He is a definite talker. But again, didn’t really say much of anything with a purpose. We went to the movie and then I went home. I am not foreseeing anything grand happening there.
So here I sit – just me, a glass of fruit punch and my cat. It’s a good life. I just have to learn to lay off the coffee.
P.S. No this is not the blog I was referring to in the pending edition..
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