Daily Blog Thingie
Well, fun weekend of walking around and lying down a lot. 7:34am right now, just waiting until 8:45 or so when I can call the chiropractor and get an appointment for today and get adjusted so I can once again sit upright for more than 10 minutes at a time.  I did get a lot of reading done, at least, though not on anything of any real use.  Junk food writing.

I'm not real into celebrity gossip.  Okay, that's an understatement, I generally hate celebrity gossip, and I loathe tabloids.  However I happened to be on The Smoking Gun for something else, and saw a link to this.

Anna Nicole Smith's courtship and marriage of that 90 y/o (now dead) oil billionaire is detailed in amusingly awful court documents on the smoking gun.  Starting on page 2 with her life story it's just painfully juicy.  I've never found her attractive and figured she was a total gold digger, but she sounds less so here.  Obviously the old guy knew he was going to die soon, but he pursued her relentlessly, asking her to marry him numerous times, and he was clearly in his right mind at the time.  Just because his son doesn't like it doesn't mean it didn't happen.  Plus you get to hear about how stupid Anna is, can't write numbers, can't pay her own bills since she's too dumb to write checks, 8th grade education, etc. Complete and total white trash, other than happening to be moderately attractive and get "discovered".  Lucky her.

I've not had any woman I was interested in for quite a while, and I miss that at times, often when I'm in bed.

No, not that! I miss it since when I'm trying to go to sleep, or doze back off after I wake up too early, my magic pill is to think of a woman I like, and get into some mild fantasy with her, and that puts me right to sleep.

I don't mean a sexual fantasy, it could just be thinking about conversation over lunch or doing something together.  Possibly since I'm a writer when I have dreams or daydreams, there is usually very detailed conversation.  I don't just see people, or myself with other people; there is always a lot of talking.  Witty repartee, as they call it.

And I can't just conjure up some woman from thin air, or from seeing her in a picture or a movie, it has to be someone I know in real life, or at least have seen/met in real life.  And who I find attractive and interesting enough to at least idly consider dating.

I woke up about 4am this morning, and after peeing and getting a drink of water, I was back in bed wanting another two hours of sleep, and finding it hard to drift off.  And thinking, as I often do, that if I knew some woman I was interested in, etc.  So I found myself thinking about writing this update, about how I wish I knew a woman, etc.  So now this is sort of a deja vu flashback, but I won't let that stop me.

So why don't I? Being as I never leave the apt if I can help it, and my interaction with people for my work is 99% over the internet, that's the main reason.  I work part time at the stadium here, but I've not met any women there in years.  Everyone working there is 18 or a mutant, and primarily male in the areas I work in.  There are lots of cute girls working in selling souvenirs and concessions, but I don't work there, and they are all 20 at the oldest anyway.  I didn't date 20 y/o's when I was 20, I was all convinced I wanted older (25+), smarter women, with more life experience, etc.  And that was true, I did, but I was in college then and had hundreds of women to pick from, so to speak.

Better some cute and bubbly and not entirely bright 19 y/o than nothing?  I don't think so, I'm pretty content alone, but at least then I'd have someone to think about in bed.  If you know what I mean.

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