Random updates, thoughts, and venting

Well, it's Friday night. I'm at home, alone. Wasn't invited out to anything, so I'm messing around on the computer... primarily because Oblivion got tough again (I was killed about a dozen times today, compared to about three times all of last week), and I needed to give my eyes a break.

I had my orientation for the rehiring of my new (old) job. I actually felt missed, and that I was welcomed back with open arms; to the point that one of the therapists interrupted our meeting because the thought that was me out in the lobby, and wanted to say hello. I should get a promotion in about a month, because I get to skip a lot of the training process... I'm still annoyed that I have to drive 26 miles to go to work every day, instead of walking 5 blocks, but at least people want me to be working there.

Hmm, no new movies to critique, sorry.

Internet dating is such a total crapshoot. I'm only dabbling in it now, because I'm too old to go out to loud bars and try and get lucky on any kind of consistent basis (not that I'm looking for a one-night stand anyhow, but evening going in order to meet new people is essentially impossible). So the online scene in Denver is lame; I've made contact with some awesome-sounding women, but only one has gone as far as meeting me. Now, here's the peculiarity to internet dating: nobody wants to meet in person. If I got someone's e-mail address in the grocery story, a bar, at the gym, etc., future meetings would be easy to coordinate. But online, despite sending e-mails back and forth for months, getting a whole profile on the other person, and all that crap, people are terrified of actually meeting. Kind of contradicts the idea of "dating," if people never get together for a date...

So, I've got to try and plan some things for the weekend. My dad's out of town, my roomie's in Seattle (have fun, don't fall off anything too high, and give everyone a hard time!), my brother's busy getting ready to move, and the friends I'm in contact with in town are all working this weekend. Blah, people suck! So, it's going to be a combination of fishing, the gym, reading and gaming. I really should get back into writing, too... the break on that's been way too long. But I have a line of a poem stuck in my head... just need to write the poem to surround it now:

You cares for the scars that life has left behind?