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Not a bad morning so far, went out for coffee, got a little bit of a late start, but that hardly affects anything aside from the faces on the metro train.
I’ve been listening to “pump up” music on the iPod today, Sean Paul’s “Get Busy” is in heavy rotation, because its hard to feel too bad when ya listenin’ to dancehall rhythm, ya heard? Good music seems to make the commute go faster, even the walk to the metro station glides by.
I’m trying to stay in an up mood, I have a sort of blind date/first meet tonight with this guy that Michael set me up with. We’ve e-mailed and had one good phone conversation, and one so-so one, but it’s hard to chat for long with someone that you don’t know anything about and there’s not as much of a natural flow as when you sit down face to face. Then again, I’ve had those face to face meetings where not a lot was said, but still felt better than silence over the phone lines. Naturally my insecurity and indecisiveness is coming into play and I can’t think of a place to meet for coffee/drinks, because I’m not intimately acquainted with local coffeehouses except as a place to stop in briefly for a drink and leave. Still, I’m looking forward to it, I so rarely meet new people, and I am more than willing to be set up by friends if they know someone (*hint, hint*).