on my own...

...temporarily.

C went out of town for a few days, an annual family golf trip.

I got to spend time with a couple of guy friends on two separate occasions and ended up meeting a few new friends. I no longer have the fear of not being able to meet new people once in a relationship. In fact, I am much more carefree, and that encourages people to open up to me.

C and I have truly settled into a pattern. We spend lots of time together during the week, and on the weekends, we have separate social lives. Sometimes we mix with each other's worlds, other times not. I doubt I'll ever bike single-track trails; he will unlikely ever take up snowboarding...

That's why it works. We keep our worlds and find that middle ground to be together.

slow down and take notice

Now that C and I commute together, I don't bury my head in reading materials during the ride to and from work. It's amazing what I notice:

1. lady with crazy hair
2. clothes that don't fit right - many people wear clothes that are too large. The irony is that by "hiding" in loose clothing, people look bigger.
3. tourists - as I am about to travel, I am not going to bring jeans. I'm going to try to dress better when I am on the road!
4. technology - this guy used a remote to change the exchange rate outside his bank's window this morning - oh, so that's how they do that!
5. flirting - this is my favorite since C and I do that too. I love it when I see two people who don't even seem to know one another get close or kiss each other goodbye.

urban music

Almost every 3rd person on the street or on BART during my commute is listening to music with cords coming out of their ears.

I never caught on the mp3 player craze although I have a couple. The extra steps of looking up music, downloading it, and carrying around another device have yet to appeal to me.

Still, in my adventures around town, I like, no love, the music of the city. Whether it's the cars or the various conversations, I like the "noise" from other people and other things.

Maybe one day I will want peace and quiet, but for an extrovert, the bustling of the city is music to my ears.

visual cues

Saw a small flyer on the way to work, and from the picture of the topless guy, I knew it was an ad for men.

Why is that when advertisement targets men, hetero or homo, that they use sexual images? What about us women audiences? We get flowers and luxury goods.

I suppose I should be glad that advertisers think us women are too smart for simple lures like a buff man...Well, romance novels always employ scantly-clad beefy guys...Hum...