Unsurprising disappointment

Pretty medic bikey guy and I walked together towards our respective homes after the shift. I dropped a comment about having mentioned to someone that he was pretty (it was basically in context), and moved on to other topics. I was pretty sure he wasn’t interested.

He got off on this tangent about how he was good at letting people he was attracted to know, but bad at telling people he wasn’t attracted to that he wasn’t. He said that he liked having things out in the open. And that he hated stringing guys along, but he had no idea of a good way to do it. I shared my abyssmal handling of tactlessly letting my ex-roomie, Mr Starkey, know I wasn’t interested, and went off on the Miss Manners tangent about casual dating vs marriage, and how there is no way to handle romantic and sexual interests without causing some pain.

Right before we parted ways, he started making the point that he much preferred to be confronted about such things. I had already resolved that at our parting of the ways, I would discuss it. And so I did. I cut right to the chase. I told him I assumed that he liked me, but wasn’t attracted to me. He pretty much confirmed. I smiled and wished him pleasant dreams, and walked home, standing tall, no looking back.

It was one of those hard to summon smiles, but it wasn’t entirely show. And I figured better to smile than to express disappointment. I understand that sort of situation from both sides, and there really is no no way to get out without some hurt feelings. Rather than give him something about which he would feel bad, why not let it go?

Disappointing, but not unexpected. And, realistically, I think we can each find much better matches both sexually and romantically. Ah well.

Day of acceleration

Morning was slow. Abyssmally slow. And uneventful. Very sad. Very boring.

Eventually managed to drag my ass out of bed, and things perked up a little. Talked to Ro on the phone. Got a call from , who was in town for part of his grad school field trip thing. Yay. =) Made plans for dinner with him. Biked over to simon’s go thing, to keep him abreast of the details. Then to the Y for lifty/lifty, burny/burny. Listening to Ro’s message on my cellphone, when who should appear but Ro. =) Chat for a bit, shower off, bike down to Ashby station to meet Ken and Simon. We head off to sushi dinner (first I’ve had in months, I think). Fun ensues. Ken not up for gaming in Alameda. Simon wants to hang with Ken. I’m tempted to join them, but instead opt for gaming w/Ro, and and others.

Following mapquest, uneventful trip to party. Many games are played. First one was BANG! I was the sherriff, and I shot my deputy (Ro). In the end, the renegade ( won.), but it was a fun and long game (long for the sort of game it was). I think I might have failed to collect everyone’s dying hand, but no biggie.

In the meantime, the spare arcade style gamebox they have there (of the SNK, page through multiple games variety. Can’t remember what that’s called, last blade 2 or something like that. ) It has an interesting 2d dueling game (ala street fighter 2), and that game had this amusing character. A little old white bearded guy, with a basket about as big as he was, from which he shot killer attack turtles (larger than the basket) at his opponents. It was fun.

Next came scrabble. I started off with a bingo, which was pretty cool. All hail the blank tile. Thanks to the bingo, I won. Next came this rabbit racing game. It looks, as , I think, put it, “one of those games you play when you’re 6”. But it was more complicated than those games. This game involved lots of choice and significant strategy. It also had the feature of helping the underdogs far more than the leads. I bet on randomness, and randomness liked me. Randomness was less kind to Ro. Then we played this interesting point scoring card game. I liked. I lost three consecutive times to Ro, and wanted to do a fourth (the third was the ‘last game’). Then Jesse stepped in. I somehow won, then Jesse wanted to play again. So we did. I miraculously won again. It was fun. I went home. Interestingly one of the people in the room (keep in mind, like 10 people at most) was a cmu graduate, circa may, in set design or some such.

Ride back home. Discuss my authorial ambitions with Ro, and hear much about the closing of doors and burning of bridges in technical fields.

Nat had joined Ken and Simon, and they were playing scrabble in my living room. Rejoicing was great. Fun was had, bed was sought. Weee.

Stew!

Ingredients

pinto beans
kohlrabi
beets
potatoes
beet greens
kohlrabi greens
bok choy
crimini mushrooms
oyster mushrooms
Thyme & Salt

I made enough to last awhile. =) Beets have an amazing property. The actual beets were probably the most insignificant ingredient by mass or volume, yet they were probably one of the more significant elements in terms of both color and flavor. Hmmm.

I think I should make a saturday morning habit out of cooking too goddam much food. (I realize it’s friday) and having that last me through the week. I could even bake my own bread and stuff. Now all I need is someone to do it with.

Today I went and lifted. What are those things, on my shoulders. Deltoids? I have discernable deltoids? Woo! (granted, this was while I was lifting with them) I then realized that today may very well be the last day I could see Spirited Away, without having to drag my ass far out of the way. So I interrupted my workout and watched it. Review to come later. Basically, it was as good, if not as powerfully moving, a film as Nausicaa or Princess Mononoke. Still, all 3 will be staple films in my [eventual] adopted daughter’s developmental years 😉

Off to food not bombs for lunch, then bookstores (for matlab book, and issue of community living mag) and the berkeley library, where I got a card. I think I’m going to rent some language tapes and bang my spanish into something resembling conversational level over the next few months. Necesito practicar si quiero aprendir, after all.

Back to the gym to finish up on the workout (after tasty late lunch digestion). 30 minutes on full body elliptical whatchamajigger, 460 calories, peak heart rate of 182. I wonder if I could be overdoing it.

Then home, (over)shopping, cooking: gluten/bok choy/oyster mushroom stir fry. Better done this time. Plans to make stew tomorrow.

Beholder-shaped mystery vegetable discovered and purchased. It was kohlrabi. =)

Chatty foo on gay.com. Losing interest in the medium. Yay for people being back in town. Want to invest time, rather than simply spending it. Sleep good.