snapshots of an idle mind

December 3, 2005

hee!

Filed under: Uncategorized — sassinak @ 2:40 am

.
so yeah… tonight

tonight othercat and i met up with princess valium at basically a random pub and you will never guess who was there.

okay the more astute of you will guess… yup. climber guy.

NO nonononono

NOT hot climber guy (aka hcg) who seems like an excellent and most interesting human and incidentally a hot guy that climbs.

okcupid climber guy that dated princess valium and i within days of each other and then foolishly told us… which end result? she and i are now hanging out again and he didn’t get to bang either of us.

this is rather satisfying.

amusing factoid number one?
neither of us thinks that he’s hot anymore.

number two?
i’ve dropped a size or two since then and buffed up and she is looking happy and beautiful!

number three?
*snerk*
as she and i walked by his table on the way back from the can i did this little half step jig thingy and then half turned to her and went ‘wait … is that…?’

and she goes ‘yes, yes it is’

and we both burst out laughing and walk on.

we don’t actually care if he heard us or noticed. we’re just happy cause it was hilarious to us and we can assume that he’s been dissed and he knows it.

all is well with the world.
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you know that expression be careful what you wish for?

well it’s true.

i am teaching so much that i can’t get any sleep. i don’t have time to shop or to hang out with my friends or to adequately blog or to surf lavalife or to go climbing as much as i want to or to take pilates classes (the ones i wish to take are all during classes i teach) or to WRITE UP INVOICES!

and it’s not like i’m making any more cash because my car has informed me that it’s been nice to me for long enough and i have to buy it some parts.

which okay.

it’s helpful that it’s christmas and there’s probably cash coming from my folks (read car parts). also that my car waited until the second i could afford it (not a second more *grumble*) to break instead of breaking in the summer when i couldn’t pay for it.

a couple of clients paid for ten sessions in advance which pads the checkbook a little but still. i have no fucking money and i’m working all the time and i’m exhausted. also i still have to pay for studio time for them for a month or two even though i got the money now.

i can’t complain yo i really can’t. i’m doing something that i love. something that feels like a calling and a personal quest. i enrich people’s lives and give them hope and this is by far the best job that i’ve ever had.

it’s just also the hardest.

which fair enough right?
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oh man ladies. there’s a new man at work and he’s fucking beautiful. so beautiful in fact that i FORGOT WHAT I WAS SAYING when i was talking to him. he came to my class and then started asking me questions about certifying and the like and we talked for like an hour and seriously. i forgot how to talk a few times.

i was literally mesmerized by his beauty.

how the fuck does this happen?

i don’t think i’ve been this stunned by a man’s looks in months and maybe years before that. it was kind of amazing.

also he plays the accordion and he’s nice and interesting and that makes him hot.

why didn’t i meet men like that when *I* was his age? *sulk*
.

oh man… pretzels and nutella.

so fucking good.
.

oh fine elle, since you asked *grin* he’s 6 or 6’1 and he’s got a shock of dark hair and narrow hips paired with broad shoulders. just enough wrinkles at his eyes to look not 12 and not so many that he looks old. beautiful arms, listens intently and smiles easily and yet slowly…

same kinds of lines around his mouth as around his eyes. eyes which are that indeterminate color near brown but not actually there and seems pretty smart too.

perfect for you since he’s 26 :)

also? did i mention the arms?

gawd i’m such a shallow bitch sometimes!
:)
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okay my drunk ass is going to bed for at least 9 hours.

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21 Comments »

  1. I hate when hot guys make you lose your words. I also have this problem when speaking to someone of greater intelligence. Hence my idiotic comments here.

    Comment by SignGurl (Jenn) — December 3, 2005 @ 10:10 am | Reply

  2. firstly… thanks for the compliment
    second STOP talking like that about yourself immediately!

    i didn’t hate it, i just thought it was hilarious. he’s asking me questions in a professional capacity and i’m like ‘uh what was i saying again?’

    lol

    Comment by sassinak — December 3, 2005 @ 10:51 am | Reply

  3. Tongue-tied huh?….lol

    Comment by Mike — December 3, 2005 @ 12:53 pm | Reply

  4. mike: yeah totally

    and i really didn’t get the vibe that he was into me or anything… he was just that beautiful.

    nice too which makes it even harder cause then you’re in awe AND shock :)

    Comment by sassinak — December 3, 2005 @ 6:13 pm | Reply

  5. In the diss….hahaha. It’s funny but then again it’s not.

    Climbing…while talking to the Y people today I saw the climbing area. Jeez it is NICE. A nice wall with room for 5. Even had a couple of staff to belay. *sigh* I was tempted to scale the wall just to see if I could.

    26? Not too young. :)

    Good on the classes, my former pilates instructor blew me off when I inquired about lessons for PT.

    Comment by castufari — December 3, 2005 @ 6:26 pm | Reply

  6. well it was pretty funny to see his cocky ass walking through there :)

    damn i found a good tank top!

    you are NOT allowed to go climbing.
    period.

    dude i’m 34 and i want to have a kid, i don’t know too many 26 year old men that feel that way…

    i’m pissed at your teacher. did she at least suggest someone?

    Comment by sassinak — December 3, 2005 @ 8:04 pm | Reply

  7. I know I can’t climb. I talked with someone from the spine place, he said to keep active within reason and not to go overboard on the bed rest. Good, I can’t sit still for 5 minutes anyway.

    She didn’t even make a suggestion. I’m about –>||

    Comment by castufari — December 3, 2005 @ 8:41 pm | Reply

  8. cast: this is the comment i’ve tried 27 times to leave on your blog that doesn’t work:

    “wow you’re a lot thinner since i met you!

    remember that since you’re on forced rest you can make this a chance to cut calories a little… that’s what lindsay davenport did after knee surgery and she came out 20 pounds lighter and hella hot”

    i like what the spine place folks said, that sounds like some useful advice. listen to your body, if it isn’t sure then don’t do it. and actually HEAR your body.

    i can’t believe she did that, it’s quite rude. the thing is that i can sympathise, i’m already too busy to see people the week they call me and sometimes it’s a three week lead time to see them. it’s CRAZY.

    well if you like the sound of the PT then go for it.. just keep your judgement alive :)

    i miss my flips…

    Comment by sassinak — December 4, 2005 @ 2:23 am | Reply

  9. biceps! biceps!

    othercat! shoot her raging mad biceps!

    also … kudos to you and the other chickadee for the banter-giggle move on ACG (asshole climber guy)

    I *heart* you, whether you’re drunk, stoned or sober … heh

    Comment by DZER — December 4, 2005 @ 8:17 am | Reply

  10. holy cute guy alert bat girl!!!

    It’s 6am and I’m still tossed (try and pay it no mind, k)?

    I LOOOVVVEE when the situation happens were you see an ex, especially when you’ve made friends with somebody they used to date and uhhh you see them in a public place…

    to top it off, you look hot… and he should feel like a total ass.

    FUcking love that shit.

    Poor car, here… let me kiss it and make it better…

    sheesh. I shoulda slept last night.

    k. sass. jesus the whole email thing… right. working on it… I hate being teased. “Let go of my pigtail!!!”

    Comment by Everything nice — December 4, 2005 @ 9:25 am | Reply

  11. The only time I have ever made a woman lose her words was when I misspelled the note when I was robbing a bank. I have had women stare at me, but usually it’s because I just said something so incredibly stupid that Bush would have been proud of me. I do have a record I’m pretty proud of. It usually takes a sentence or two before the woman I’m talking to mentions her boyfriend or hubby. “Yes I’m still using the Smith machine, but my husband who’s not here uses it much more than I do.” LOL. It’s fun to be me.

    Comment by Casually Me — December 4, 2005 @ 9:29 am | Reply

  12. holy hell woman!

    *runs and grabs her nutella and a spoon*

    i forgot how much i love this stuff!

    oh! and send the guy my way…i dig frocks of dark hair on tall men :)

    wish i had those kind of situations with exes…..i keep moving away from them, which i guess is better in the end because different zip codes mean you are no longer occupying my thoughts…but still! i’d love the gratification of just rubbing it in his face that i look…

    shit…

    exactly the same..

    harumph!

    Comment by da buttah — December 4, 2005 @ 10:14 am | Reply

  13. dzer: you’re funny

    and they’re not raging mad… they’re just pretty big now :)

    dude ACG probably didn’t even notice us do it but lordy was it satisfying!

    thanks dude!

    bubbles: so fucking hot that man. sort of disarminly beautiful.

    damn i haven’t been tossed at 6am in ages… was it good for you?

    he wasn’t really an ex… he dated me, he dated her three days later… i went climbing with him again like 6 weeks after that… so we weren’t ever coupled or anything but silly man expecting women who are friends (ex or otherwise) to lie to each other.

    but yeah, i did look hot and he is a total ass!

    also, you should see my new tights! so gorgeous…

    yeah i love my car but it’s kinda fucked right now… :( least i can pay for it.

    are you going to sleep at all today?

    *tugs pigtail again*

    *snerk*!

    Comment by sassinak — December 4, 2005 @ 3:22 pm | Reply

  14. casual guy welcome to idle mind :)

    and wow… i think you might have an even lamer dating life than me… which i didn’t think was possible in fact.

    they don’t tell me they have girlfriends… they tell me ABOUT the women they wish they were dating. or bitch about women or work or their friends or…

    *sigh* i’m even an agony aunt to men i want to boink.

    elle: nutella is the creamy chocolatey goodness that adult kids love!

    try it with pretzels…

    he’s perfect for you except only 6’1 and he even works at a jewish place! *chuckles*

    i didn’t really date climber guy… just a couple of times and he turned out to be a massive putz and tried to get me to lie to a very good friend… but she and i are speaking again which is good.

    elle remember… in ten years you’ll be thrilled to look exactly like you look now… never disregard the power of maintaining :)

    Comment by sassinak — December 4, 2005 @ 3:36 pm | Reply

  15. 6am? Oh yeah, EN has kids. :D

    lindsay davenport? I’ll look it up, the name doesn’t ring a bell.

    pretty day here, was in the 60s and sunny for a bit. watched the panthers cream atlanta (muahaha) over many beers, wings, fries and whatever else landed on the table. G was in her element.

    27 attempts? the word stuff on mine is going away, most of the time I can’t even read the damn thing. :P

    Comment by castufari — December 4, 2005 @ 5:33 pm | Reply

  16. yup en has kids
    and i bet they’re cute

    she won wimbledon a few years ago… she’s a tennis player… stuff :)

    that sounds like a pretty great day actually. i would have enjoyed that myself!

    instead i came home and smoked :)
    and did laundry

    maybe not 27 but more than 20 for sure…

    Comment by sassinak — December 4, 2005 @ 5:48 pm | Reply

  17. Yaay drunk sass. If a man has me at a loss for word, well I might have to marry him…cause I am never at a loss for words…of course those do not include the times when I might be out of words for a few seconds when someone displays an enormous amount of stupidity… and the reason I am out of words is is that I am thinking…how can so much stupidity fit in one person… but I tend to recoup fairly quickly. And yes, there is something about nice biceps, but only if he is nice when he holds you…otherwise the nice biceps are pointless. But that description of how he listens and smiles and nods could get me. As much as I like a talker, I also love a man who can listen.

    -N

    Comment by Natalia — December 6, 2005 @ 1:27 pm | Reply

  18. i love being drunken sass… i’m always so amazed at how well i can write!

    i can fully sympathise with having to marry a man beautiful enough to make you forget what you’re talking about.

    sputtering in rage? not so marriage material!

    look all things being equal i’d rather my honey was hot and muscular. that said, those two are very low on my list of important things. but yes, if he’s an ass all the biceps in the world won’t make up for it.

    dude he has interesting things to say and he listens a dream. if he was just a titch older i wouldn’t let anyone i know near him… but instead i might hook him up with mg… :)

    Comment by sassinak — December 6, 2005 @ 3:32 pm | Reply

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