Went out for dinner and drinks with this guy named Ben that I met at the aforementioned party.

He's oooooold. Like, has a thirteen year old daughter old. But he's nice in a Nelson sort of way, and was fun to talk to.

No, it wasn't a date. Wasn't even close. I'm TOTALLY not even interested and IOTA.

Though he has cool shoes.

It did make me squirm a little, because I kept getting the impression he was going through midlife crisis and trying to get into my pants, all at the same time.

Not very strongly, but I don't think he would have minded if I'd asked him up to my apartment.

I didn't.

I made a point of saying I was tired and going to bed (which I am).

I think I'd hang out with him again, but I'd prefer in a groupish setting.

Oooooooooooooo!

Ryan just told me he has a new computer for me, to replace the one he replaced that was my old one!

We heart Ryan. Ryan is da bomb. Mostly because he gives me computer bits.

He said he'd look at the one I have, but judging Ian's reaction when I told him the error message that popped up, it's probably easier to replace it. I kind of hope Ryan can salvage the files from it, though.

Still, I didn't use that computer much after I trasnferred the files from my old one, and I still have the hard drive from the old one, so I could save most of my files easily.

Mmmmm...Computers....

It would be nice to get my own up and working, because then I could download shit like mad and not worry about fucking up Tyne's computer.

POOOOOORN!

I mean...

POOOOOOORN!

Shit.

Okay, fine, porn.

Anyway, I'm going to watch another episode of the Storyteller (worth seeing if you get a chance, especially if you like fairytales, or the Jim Henson creature shop), do a few more lines of calligraphy, and go to bed.

Night!

.

Rosie.

PS, HI CANDACE! (Is this getting repetitive? ;P)

Before&After