magnetic attraction

Post 12 of 90.

Pizza for lunch, and then Rick at Wizard's Records recommended I pick up the Ray Lamontagne album, which I did. He also informed me that things were getting stinky in NYC, which I didn't yet know about.

Hanging out at the coffeeshop again after work. I seem to be making new friends almost in spite of myself.

It seems like every woman I know has multiple stories of being stalked and/or freaked out by obsessive weirdo guys, and it seems to make no difference whether she is even remotely close or not to widespread cultural ideals of attractiveness.

And I've heard it all before, but tonight was the first time I arrived at some visceral understanding of why it is that women are perpetually testing men. "Oh, so that's why they do it! Wow! If I were in their shoes maybe I would do it, too!!"

Once again, understanding a piece of knowledge emotionally in the gut is a whole different world from a strictly intellectual understanding.

The theme tonight was of strange guys pushing for a woman to go with them on 12 hour drives to distant cities. This is something I've directly witnessed. I know I wouldn't want to spend most of an entire day cooped up in a car with someone I barely knew. Would you? Some of them may well be perfectly suitable guys, but what are they thinking? Guys, it's not going to work. Cut it out.

I also discovered tonight that I had 57G of music on my hard drive!

How much of it do I actually listen to? I'll have to boil it down to the best of the best in order to free up space on this hard drive.

I'm considering the possibility of selling my current recording rig once I have a ProTools system up and running, but I don't expect I'm going to get much cash for it. Would it even be worthwhile to try selling it?

I bought a digital kitchen timer at the grocery after work, and it's now magnetically clinging to my music stand. In a moment I'll get down to some practicing and set some time limits to my various exercises.