i think it’s the last-ditch effort of the single twenty-(almost thirty)-something to start taking classes. yesterday, i caught myself seriously perusing the list of courses being offered through the community centre this fall. i even went so far as to circle some. but, the worst and most desperate thing i could have done was consciously decide that i needed to go to classes where there would be a good chance of there being men present.
no, can’t take flower arranging.
no, no, no. not the weight loss seminar.
oh! yeah! home electrical wiring! that’s more like it!
ooh… first aid!
i’d probably have more luck if i went back to “real” school, but i just can’t decide which branch i want to pursue: programming, networking or web design/admin. besides, all they really offer for web work are courses in java and photoshop. networking mightn’t be so horrible, but then i’ll spend my life chasing microsoft certifications.
as for the classes, i’ll probably end up taking yoga with meghan and possibly japanese – level one. neither will really do much for me, but they’ll get me out of the house two nights a week.
You’ll be surprised at how great Yoga can make you feel.
Make you could take ‘sweaty construction men: 101’ :D
you should take a dance class! i’m taking another semester of latin nightclub (salsa) — it’s fun and oh so sensual. well, with the right person it is… ;)
some lady gave me her e-mail address. unfortunately, she was old enough to be my mother. ack!!!
woo! go andy!
i hear older women are tigers in the sack. *wink*
oooo, i’ve never done a tiger before. it sounds painful… but strangely exciting. lol. J/K!!!
YOU ARE SO NOT KIDDING!!!! Grandmother fucker!!!
Was that too far?
*giggle*
“owww grammy, you’re hurtin’ me…”
that troubles more than you can imagine. okay, now i feel dirty. <shudder> must… wash… brain…