How about Mr. Right?

Mr. Right Here appears to have blown me off. I was letting him off the hook a bit by "getting back to me" about a hike this weekend. I must have really upset him when I just trying to be cute.

So, what are my options? Mr. San Diego. My mom gave me a bit of a lecture of how I need to "get over it" and decide if I want to move to San Diego.

I feel that I have such bad radar on figuring guys out that I'm really just scared that moving to San Diego might not be the right thing. I'd only move out there for this guy, and feel that I'd give up a lot of my self for him.

Guess I need to have a long talk with Mr. San Diego and see if I can get over my fear a bit.

the twilight zone

Watching U of A trash Oregon from one end of the end zone to the other. After three quarters, it's 34 to 10.

If they can hold off Oregon for 15 more game minutes, that'll be three consecutive AP top 25 teams they beaten. I guess it's better late than never to have a good season. I have to see where the "duel in the desert" is this year (not that I'll probably get to go).

Not much going on, but still keeping busy. Got suckered into participating in the parade in Gilbert today since most of the staff was working the anniversary sale. Got a nice polo shirt that I wore in the parade, and lunch at Picazzo's. We called ahead, and by the time we got there, seated, and served cold drinks the food (including my gluten free pizza) was ready. Got the leftovers for tomorrow.