It’s funny, the things see when they read my lj (or anyone’s, really). How we come across in writing isn’t always how we come cross in “real life”. My journal makes me out to be a pretty intelligent, loving goofball… I think. That’s really only part of what I’m all about. I’m not all rainbows, fluffy bunnies, complaints about my brother and goofy random links about monkeys, robots and bears.

I have my judgmental side, and my angry side, and my lonely side, and my frisky-horndog side… but few, if anyone wants to see that, so many posts of those natures are private or filtered… However, sometimes these do bleed into the public arena one way or another.

I sometimes wonder how people who have known me for years view this lj… do they wonder why I leave some things that are way too much TMI, while other fairly innocuous items get filtered or Scotto’s eyes only?

Went to Maya (was Ole’ Ole’) and the food was lacking quite a bit. They forgot vital aspects of the meal, listed on the menu, and the overall quality was about a 4/10. Fortunately the dinner conversation was more than pleasant, and made up for the mediocrity of the cheese enchiladas. Note to self, take the 10 bus home, as the 11 was just a smidgen late for maximum comfort. Took a nice long roam around riverwalk and talked about whatever comes to mind. It was quite a nice diversion and was once again, a pleasant time-sink. There’s something to be said for being able to discuss a wide variety of topics effortlessly.

Moment of Lyric – mp3

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