Yesterday was my birthday. I'm now a little over a quarter of a century old. *shrug*

One fun thing was that I was invited to go running sometime with Athena from Zets, with the suggestion that we run somewhere, get a milkshake, run back, and throw up the milkshake. An intriguing offer :) Anyhow, yesterday, she called me, and we went to a swimming pool for some kind of organization she's part of in Oakland. We then were joined by Tom, and went out for a good Indian dinner. We then hung out at Coffee Tree for the rest of the evening. It was a good day. Athena and I talked about Zionism and a number of related topics. I'm actually pretty certain that she and Debb have crossed trails -- she runs every morning, and is a Judaophile. I again was impressed by how Tom's music selection is a near match to mine, and how his taste in books is similarly eclectic (but with a different instantiation) to mine.

Oh, yes, onto the title. Athena is apparently a ESFP, the opposite Myers-Briggs from me. It seems that Keirsey is creeping into my life again -- somehow, without my being the one to bring it up, everyone around me seems to mention it.

Mmm... Beetlejuice theme. It's been creeping into my mind a lot recently, along, of course, with the nice, depressing, Firewater CD. Hmm.. maybe I should rewatch Beetlejuice sometime. My mind keeps drawing weird parallels between it, Zelda 3, Steven King's The Talisman, and my strange dreams of twisted versions of places I've been. I can remember that version of Columbus as well as if I've actually been there, in real life. I savor that kind of thing like little else..

The trips are coming up soon. I hope Wally will do ok for a week without me. I'll leave out lots of food and water.

The stupid remotes for my TV and DVD player continue to elude me. I might just give up and replace them. *sigh*

Oh, when I got home, I found that via IM, I was invited to two seperate events by two seperate people while I was gone. I didn't have the energy left, but I suddenly don't feel quite so alone. It takes me a really long time to get comfortable with people -- I just feel a certain nervousness and stuff around people I don't know well. I just need to deal with that until those feelings go away, and hope that other people don't get too put off, if they notice. However, I'm feeling some of my barriers slowly drop a bit for some people here, and that's a good thing.

Anyhow, it's time for me to cuddle with Wally and maybe get some sleep. Hmm... shall I sleep on the futon or on the cushions near the TV tonight? I will not bore my kind reader with any of the colossally boring details of my deliberation.

Your 25-year old author, Pat/Improv Gunn