my definition of fun

first, a man update: so i've thought for a bit now that i have indeed found where THE man is, but gave up on him several weeks ago when he rather suddenly stopped contacting me. my pessimistic self assumed that the bastard had finally gotten it thru his head that i was NOT indeed going to sleep with him. but then: i discovered that he actually thought i was leaving town forever, never to return, and was trying to not be attached or something. ok, now when people leave our town most of them do not return, this is true. but, i told him, people DO NOT move in and out of my life. they move in with frequency but rarely out. he says, "well, i guess you just have a lot of things to do." what he doesn't realize: i'm doing things because i'm not going to sit around and rot waiting for a man! sure, marriage is first choice, but until that pans out i'm going to keep busy and do things that i couldn't if i were married. like buy tickets for a concert on the other side of the country. hmm. i have to somehow be in state college, pa by 4 pm on oct 1. oh, and i have to pick up my sister in front royal, va first. which means i have to give my 2 weeks at work, buy plane tickets,...car rental? but worrying about details is what takes the fun out of things. seriously!!! unless you are traveling with A. R. people, planning just gets in the way of fun.

my definition of fun: any mostly-moral noun or verb. that's right, all persons, places, things, and activities, as long as all parties involved have the right attitude, are fun.

yes, i have had fun in the ER. we said, "hey, at least there's heat here (unlike at our apartment), and free cable too! and they're open all night and you don't have keep buying things in order to stay!" here, have some more painkillers, D.

i've had fun getting a ticket. we took pictures of the officer handing them to us, and did the "oh, thank you for the gi-normous check, sir" hand shake, you know, like he was the donor and we were CEOs. he just warned that he'd better not see us laying on the train tracks ever again. uh, hey mom and dad, i was being careful...heh heh....

i've had fun sleeping in the train station. the philadelphia station is beautiful and well-patrolled, just look out for the birds! ie. don't look up with your mouth open.

i've had fun being lost in pretty much every major city in the country. hey, you get to see new places and use adventurous restrooms. and it's ok to stare at people when you're from out of town. not in the restroom though. oops, ill-timed sentence placement.

i made it from LA to ontario, canada in two days...one leg of the journey at a time, never knowing what the next leg would be. think: ridley and i on the train from philly to NYC making phone call after phone call, but we succeeded and it was the highlight of the summer! well, if you don't count the 14hour drive that we turned into a 4week, tri-state adventure!

spontaneity is a virtue. i am an advocate of safety and of not having to sleep in a whore house out desperation. but that is easy to avoid. make friends along the way. don't trust them too much at first, but do converse with them. Every person you encounter changes you in some way. a friend told me that, and it's true. so talk to people you are attracted to (not like that) because you will come away with something new.

don't be hesitant of new or different things. don't forsake your morals, but do be open to new ideas and lifestyles. our culture is not the best thing that ever happened to man. actually it is probably sending more people into Hell unawares than any before it, except maybe the vomitorium Romans.

so, anyone wanna travel with me?