Eureka

So Here I am sitting in the only all night dinner in Edmonton that I would feel comfortable being at all night, leaving my car in front of , and that is not Humpty’s. Yup you guessed it:) Keegans. The place that was at one time my second home. (Some may argue that it was my home an the other place I talked about was really made up in my head) I haven’t really been here a great deal over the last 6 months and I was just taking a break for a moment to think about why that may be. The only logical conclusion that I can come up with is that when you mix coffee, The Jerk and ugly vinyl seats you will end up with a concoction that is utterly repulsive to waitress, cooks, and restaurant mangers/owners. It is like a 12 year old child with a chemistry set, learning about mixing benign chemicals to make horribly volatile concoctions. See I have spent probably a third of my adult life in a coffee shop or diner of some sort (you may think that it is pathetic but that is the way I am) and I have discovered that regardless of how neat and tidy I keep my table, how polite I am to the staff, and how much I tip, I am always treated like I am a rotting leper. At first I thought that it may be a irrational fear of the laptop, You know an misplaced distrust of technology, or a odd penis envy issue, something of that sort, but after much deliberation I have determined that it has nothing to do with the possessions that I bring and that it has every thing to do with my actual presence, and coffee shops. At first I thought that it may be me in general but I eventually abandoned this form of reasoning because I have other pleasant interactions with people and I am able to exist in rooms with other people and not utterly repulse them (or least if I do they are polite enough to not vocalize their distaste) The only waitress that I ever was on extremely good terms with was Donna (and I still think she didn’ like me and was just good at hiding it) and well Donna is gone and what am I left with other then an empty coffee cup? a life long coffee shop dilemma. Maybe Vancouver will bood better in this regard. Oh well we will have to wait & see. It is not really good for the self esteem though. It can be hard spending so much time in a place that you are not wanted, I think however, that I will work it out with out much therapy.
Any way I am blogging and I am not at work… crazy eh? I am taking a break from working on the rphoto website, I am going to try and return to the The Jerk that I used to be before I started to wear out like cheap jeans. I feel that I am rusting from disuse and I sort of getting a little sick of it. I really am the sort of person that needs to be doing something all the time, and being sick is kind of hard on me because while I want to do so much I didn’t have the energy to do what I need to get done much less what I want to tackle. I am just bitching and moaning so you can ignore me. But we I think that I should get back at it and try and actually get something done tonight, :)