April 7, 2009

• I just opened an acct on something called OANDA where I can paper trade currencies.  It won’t be as easy as when I had Derek on the other end of the phone, talking me through the whole commodities thing but I’ve met a guy, on Xanga, actually, who has been a huge help.

  I went to dinner tonight at the actor’s house.  Her husband is getting more and more removed (antidepressants) and she seems to have to cue him.  Like when to start the BBQ, when to shut the door because the smoke is streaming through the house, when to tell the story about…and on and on.  It was like he was her kid. 

  I went to play music this morning and the hostess I bought the car from mentioned her husband had lost a pair of glasses.  I remembered seeing a pair in the door on the driver’s side.  But when I went out to get them I noticed they were a woman’s.  And when I handed them to her, in front of everyone, she was visibly alarmed.  They were another woman’s. 

  I knew he fooled around and, from the way she blew it off, she did, too.

  My best friend is married to a man who has an accounting firm.  I don’t know if it’s just during tax time or all the time but he likes her to go to bed early with him every night.  At 8:30.   

  These women have lovely men to go home to and I have envied all three of them but lately not so much.  This remodel isn’t going as planned and it’s nice not to have another person in the mix.  My trading is not going as planned and it’s nice not having anyone looking over my shoulder.  And lately I seem to be enjoying new friends and acquaintances that I wouldn’t have if I were tied down with one person.  I can stay up all night, nap at noon, eat when I want and do it all different the next day.  Single life’s not so bad.

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