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| I stumbled across a soon to be favorite term of mine tonight while
taking the obligatory study break from Music History. "Serial
nice guy."
It's from a book called About A Boy, by Nick Hornby. For those of
you that are unacquainted, he wrote High Fidelity which was adapted,
rather faithfully, into a movie of the same name. I can't tell
you from the context what he means becuse I have yet to read it.
I just saw the review on Amazon. But what I lack in textual
knowledge, I can make up in imagination, right?
I think I am a serial nice guy. Though the world tells me that's
a good thing, I don't quite agree. Perhaps you know of one or
more of the following: "Always the brides maid..."; the gay friend;
sweet. Yes, I am afraid to say that this falls in line with the
previously mentioned terms of not quite endearment.
You see, I have this problem. People like me. And more
specifically in this case, people of the opposte gender. I'm that
guy. You know the type. They want to talk to you about
their guy problems and watch You've Got Mail all the time. Hey,
they're my friends; no problem. Well, ok, one. They're all
my friends. For some reason or another, I am just too nice to
date. Sure we go out and eat dinner or watch the aforementioned
You've Got Mail, and do any other of the myriad of activities that
comprise the Lexicon of Dating. I'm sure any number of people
that see us out assume the best. But none of this is actually a
date.
I am the gay friend. I am the big brother. I'm sweet. I'm also unattached.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not looking at, nor am I interested in
every female friend that crosses my way. But there have been
several to catch my eye. And they never knew the better.
I'll finsih this later. I have to study some more
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| The powers that be asked me to write a day for the advent book. This should be an adventure.
ps - i am dipping right now and it is oh so enjoyable
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| I'm in love, never been so sure of anything
Then again, could be a tumor in my brain
Tricking me into thinking that we were meant to be
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with a sign, says 'I will work for love advice'
'Cause I will mow your lawn
if you tell me what I’m doing wrong
-- Derek Webb
...yeah, it happened.
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| Classes are running along smoothly. I'm pretty busy right now,
but I've got no room to complain because I'm busying myself with things
I enjoy. As it stands now, I have three classes on Monday,
Wednesday and Friday mornings. I'm also taking voice and piano
lessons through the school as well as guitar lessons from my boss at
the music store. Some days will be pretty hectic, but I don't
mind too much. Hope all is well with you
Love,
Daniel
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