Posterous theme by Cory Watilo

Ouch, Dammit! No To Pain…

Okay, yes, I've had a few dates due to my profile on OKCupid. None worth being noteworthy other than one cutie who was poly with a serious relationship. There's Chip in my life, but he's far away and seems to want to wait for a while.

So I had a date with a 62-year short Richard Branson looking gentleman tonight. He brought some dinner from Drunken Fish and we cuddled while I introduced him to 30 Rock.

An amazing amount of people who became famous later on acted in "Twilight Zone" I've been discovering. Enjoyable. Here's one half of "The Odd Couple" as a drunk trumpet player hit by a car right into "The Twilight Zone." Tons of 'em. Kind of how "30 Rock" and "Arrested Development" used a ton of the SNL/Second City peeps for their shows.

I'm in serious pain still, thanks to the tooth pull and my regular issues. Stupid health broke my marriage, keeps me from living where and how and with whom I wish. I'm incredibly hopeful but when I try to plan a future where I have what I had with my ex (during the really good times) and make my partner proud of me, where my health isn't a roadblock. I'd like to feel hope again. I'd like to feel safe again.

I wish Chip lived out here. But it may be I found a very cute cuddle-buddy, for at least the interim. And he smooches very nicely. And we kept it closed mouth thanks to my agony keeping my mouth in fairly intense pain. Ouch. OW.