Soooo, last night as deadline was quickly sneaking up on me the phone rang. I happened to pick up the sportsline first. It was Pete, a friend of Lyzz's and Dan's (our O's writer). Apparently they decided we would hit it off so he was calling to ask me if I wanted to go out. Huh? What? Can you say out of the blue? I met Pete for the first time last week when Bob and I went to the baseball game. In the whole 45 seconds I spoke to him he seemed like a nice guy. Beyond that and the fact that he's a full-time freelancer and lives in Baltimore I have no I idea about this guy. So we're going out next Friday. Don't ask me why I agreed to it. Part of it, and this is going to sound horrible, is that I was only paying half attention when I was talking to him last night (hey, it was deadline, I was working). The other part, well, that's a little more complicated.

I talked to Leslie some more about the change in my viewing of Bob. She really had a point when she asked if I was bored. Maybe taking the easy way out. The more I've been thinking about it the more I believe she is right. Damn her, she knows me too well. I mean, Bob's a wonderful guy. Any girl would be lucky to go out with him. But we've honestly been friends for too long. I think we've past that point. You know what I mean? He doesn't see me as anything more than a good friend and I, well, I think we do better as friends. I don't know. So I'm going to go out with Pete next Friday. At the worst I've wasted a Friday night. At the best I've met someone new. You never know.

It's bloody raining again. The temperature guage on my Weather Bug is showing 59. 59! I can't freaking believe it. It's JUNE for crying out loud. I guess I can turn the air conditioning off. Oh well. Makes me feel better about spending an afternoon in the office. My big boss at job #1 (the pres.) gave me this big project that I just don't have time to work on during my regular day. Not the way my blooming phone rings off the hook. So tomorrow I'm going to come in and try to get some work done while no one else is here to bug me. Sad, huh?

Did come to the realization I need to cut back on the activities. Last night when we were trying to figure out when to go out, I ran through my schedule for next week. Except for Friday I have something going on every night. Bugger. What I'm going to give up I have no idea. I can't give up job #2. Not yet. Hockey is definitely out of the question since I've commited myself to the team all the way. There is some wiggle room with the kickboxing. Not much, but some. Sigh. Is it any wonder I'm exhausted by the time the weekend rolls around? Something has to be done though or else life is going to go flying by and I will not have been ble to enjoy any of it.

Wish me luck dodging the rain drops. Bloody rain.