Sunday, November 26, 2006

 

Happy (belated) Thanksgiving!!!

Greetings all, from the lovely CT Grand Hotel and Ballroom in Waterbury, CT. I'm here with my CWPF Scott, and we're taking in another AA conference. We've been here before, and I like both the hotel and the surroundings. That's not why I'm blogging, however. I'm writing at 1:13 AM on Sunday morning because I reviewed my SOBE trip entry, and realized a few things: 1) That was a great vacation. 2) The woman with whom I wished to couple has shown little to no interest. 3) Having realized this, I'm kicking myself for not making a move or at minimum the Russian chick, who was by far the most available of the ladies. I'm planning another trip down to Miami Beach for New Year's, and I'm pretty sure I'll go. I've even talked to Greg already, and although he's not working at the hostel any longer, he was enthused about me coming down.

All of this means I have a little lead time to prepare for an adventure, and although I don't expect to have quite the gonzo blast I did over the summer, I am looking for something that was not attained on my last trip: meaningful female companionship. I've lost a little weight since July, and I look better by comparison, but this is damning with faint praise. I'm still fat, merely less so. (Gee, ya think? I'm only in my mid 30's, single, and an active blogger... nah that kind of guy could never be fat.) Also, I have other attributes that could be considered unattractive. I can work on all of these, but what improvement I can expect is another matter. I have a little over a month to get ready, and I will use this space to establish a base line and chart my progress.

The weight is the most serious issue, and I have made a choice: I'm going back on Atkins until New Years. It may not be the most healthy way to lose weight, but it is both fast and effective. I'll keep this in mind when I shop for food later today. I'll also endeavor to hit the gym.

I am afraid of one thing: talking to females. I cannot explain why I was so chatty and flirty last time, and I don't know that I can recapture that magic. I'll ask some of the stunning baristas at Starbucks for help. They may never date me, but that doesn't mean they wouldn't help me.

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