Had a great time at the Chuck reading last night. I actually got alot out of what he was talking about. Got a severed leg because I asked a really lame ass question...I gave the one that I really wanted to ask away. But that is the point of being a kind person I suppose. He answered it and seemed non plussed by it actually, but then again he probably hears the same crap over and over and over again. Gave him some more meat stickers. Its my little "thing". I give them to everyone. Which reminds me I need to stop at Wizard's Chest.

Went out after and was talking to this gal who really started to tell me way too much about her personal life and then ended up talking to this guy and his friend who were both completely intoxicated and the warning bells sorta went off and decided that I didn't want to go out to my car at the moment (no matter how badly I wanted to leave) he said he would walk me to my car. While gentlemanly I just didn't feel comfortable with the idea and I was parked right in front anyways. It just seemed... um... icky and freakie. Stood there for a moment fumbling in my purse "for my keys" (to a way out from you creeping me out anymore buddy). Eventually I think he understood and I went out on my own. It was really very strange. And I am glad I could just get out of that really icky and scarey feeling on my own.

Too bad I have spent the last month or so becoming a hater of all things that have testosterone. Ok. Not really a hater, but a general disliker. More a general really frustrated and annoyed gal. I will get back on the horse so to speak, but not anytime in the next little bit I don't think. Hopes set a little high the last time and need to get over having them not pan out. This guy didn't make things any easier either.

But that being said onto better things....This cartoon on JewSchool just about made me pee in my pants at work the other day. It struck me as so unbelieveably funny. And then it made me think about when I was in kindergarten or whatever and I got my tiny little mini baby torah for consecration and did I ever think that I would be laughing at something like that?