Nekkid, Clueless and Feelin' Good: April 1, 2001

Sunday,
April 1, 2001

They like me, they really really like me!

I'm making friends wherever I go, I really am.

Remember my favorite brunch place? Well, as of today I'm now on first-name terms with a lamb of a lad who works there (no, Julia, not Mr. Flirty -- in fact, he's the one who originally gave me the intel on Mr. F). Very nice guy, told me all about his fondness for NASCAR and his former line of work (he used to be a computer tech, but went through burnout and switched careers to save his sanity. I sympathized, since this is pretty much what Lyndon is going through right now), and we chatted about homebrew computers and rifles.

I have mentioned before that I used to have a boyfriend who taught me how to shoot, right? I didn't? Bad me. Remind me to tell y'all the story about my first time at the rifle range when he handed me an M-1 Garand. Smug git.

Anyway, it was a nice lunch and a nice chat, and afterwards I headed into Dallas to start charting where some of the major pyramids are. I think what I really need to do is go in next week and park somewhere, then just walk around with a map and a pen. I don't think that should be a problem, safety-wise -- downtown Dallas seems to be pretty much deserted on the weekends (which is just so strange to me. Chicago only gets quiet around 3:30am, and then it only lasts for an hour or so).

And the rest of the day? Spent lolling about the apartment, enjoying the warm weather. This is the first time I've actually lived in what I would consider a hot climate since Montreal (and yes, Montreal is sweltering during the summer). I'd totally forgotten what it smelled like, that lovely moist, heavy scent that always reminds me of summer and going down to Arkansas. Great stuff, as my mother-in-law would say.

And tomorrow, the tax forms should arrive from Sweden. It'll be interesting to see if I can backfile electronically, considering that I'll be doing it for a period when I was not resident in the States. We'll see.

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