Day: January 15, 2004

I’m going through the listings of Dine Out Vancouver. http://www.tourism-vancouver.org/docs/visit/dineout/ I’ve wanted to do it since I found out about it and it looks like I have a chance this year. I’d like to take as much advantage of it as possible, but I don’t think I’m going to be able to do much with the joblack cutting into my blood. Unfortunate, because I can barely think of a more pleasant thing to do with good friends than happily consume nummy posh vancouver food for cheap.

M’Love’s birthday is also coming up. He’s going to be a anumber I don’t wish to contemplate, but I’d like to make it special. I’m hoping I can save $80 and surprise him with a delectable evening.

I’m wandering about on-line, searching for someone who needs me. It’s seeming so futile that I can’t imagine how people find potential mates this way.

NEW AD – Help Wanted (01/15/04)
MILLIONAIRE MINDED? Local semi-retired millionaire looking for 2 key people to teach business to. Ph 1-877-347-2432

Nope – they can’t be wanting me. I think of the lottery is another tax. *sighs* It’s sunny outside. Liquid heat pouring through the windows. Bright and eyefilling. I considered writing about past amours today but decide the list is too wretched a thing to think about on a lovely day like this. Dammit Gavin – why can’t I remember your last name?

Help Wanted (01/09/04)
Graveyard Receptionist wanted. Must be reliable, responsible & organized. Duties incl. answering ph, data entry, booking appts & record keeping. N/s. Fax resume: Jet Set Escort

This one though – I could do that. I’m not againt the oldest proffession. I can type, take phonecalls and Graveyard is my favorite. Finally I could answer when I’m asked if I know any pretty single women. “Could I set you up with any? Sure! Claire only charges $35/hour – could you handle that??”