Reindeer Games

Since I returned from Seattle, I have been in a huge funk. I think part of it is due to the fact that I had to say goodbye to some really great friends. Unlike with some other friends, I don't really know the next time I will see any of them. The other part is that now that I am back in Vegas, the next part of my life needs to start. My trip to Seattle was the official end to my summer and now I need to get working on the various projects that will get me where I need to go. First things first though, I need to start studying for that freaking GRE. Unfortunately, in order to not hyperventilate when thinking about my future, I sit on the couch all day and watch T.V. so that I don't have to think. I know I sound like such a productive member of society. 

In other news, I went out a couple nights ago to get drinks with my dad and some of his coworkers. Jordan met me in front of the MGM and we went inside and met my dad at this swanky lounge. Jordan and I felt like we were put at the little kids table because we were kind of off to the side of my dad and his friends. It was a pretty good time and Jordan and I talk about various things. At one point Jordan got up to go to the bathroom so I was sitting alone and listening to the conversation my dad's group was having and I swear they sounded like they were twenty. Whenever an attractive woman walked by they would comment on her or one of them would talk about how his wife was driving him crazy. At various points I was included in the conversation as well. As far as I could tell, my dad had not clued his coworkers into which team I played for, and why should he have. I felt like I was in bizarro world, or that I was behind enemy lines or something. Being part of their conversation demystified my ideas of what straight men are like. Even these men who are quite successful, talk like they are in freaking gym class. When it comes down to it I think I am happy where I am, with the girls and the gays.

Watching: Forrest Gump