What the hell is up with my life lately?

I swear, just a few weeks ago I was looking for a rope, now it is flying along in the most amazing ways. Once again I was out until the wee hours, drinking and flirting. There is a twinge of guilt because Ivana has been phoning me again lately. She had definite long-term marriage material type potential and I would have jumped all over that opportunity just a couple months ago. But then, after being sent on my merry way by her no less than thrice I resigned myself to inconsolable bachelorhood. At first it was miserable, but now it has become a festival of nihilism. I was miserable and spent several weeks easing in to the recurring realisation that the white picket fence moves away from me faster than I can approach it. That, and armed with the statistical reality that I am more than half way to dead as far as the men in my family go I resolved to have some fun. Like the old song says, "If that's all there is, then break out the booze and let's have a ball."

And what the hell, right now, I'm loving it. My life:

• "Give me another gin and tonic."
• "I'm sorry. What was your name again? Gee, you're cute!"
• "I'll have another steak, please."
• "Got a light?"
• "Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me."
• "I'm sorry. You seem to have mistaken me for someone who gives as fuck."

Oh, yeah. And happy Billionth to the UNIX box just to my right. Heh.