The Last of the Summer flowers

Well the last one is slightly out of focus, but I can't believe it's already autumn.

Just thoughts

As much as I rant about not getting set up on dates, and tell my family that I am fine being single...... sometimes I wonder if it's wrong to wish, even just for a moment that I wasn't.  Just to wish I had someone to come home to at night, someone to talk things over with.  Sometimes I wish I was still in the same state of mind I was 6 months ago, I was happier being single at that point in life.  So what changed? I don't know.  How do I get back to that frame of mind? I wish I knew. 

And now there are more

Now that my computer has mysteriously stopped losing my pictures-- just as mysteriously as it started losing them-- I have pictures to once again post.  It seemed that for awhile half of the pictures I uploaded just disappeared, they were not in the recycle bin, I could find them when I tried to search for hidden files, they were just gone.  This led me to be not happy.  Anyone who knows me knows that one does not mess around with my pictures, I'm rather protective of them. 
So.. drum roll please, I finally found something that I like about being up north.  I can go places in a day trip that were previously hours away.  I know, I know, I make it sound like everything about living on the Wasatch front is horrible, it's just that living in the great big city is not my style.  There are certain perks, however, I am considerably closer to downtown Salt Lake, I even got to ride a train the other day, it was fun. 

Elevators

I overheard a funny story today that entertained me greatly.
J goes down to UVU for a meeting last week.  He had a projector he was taking up on a rolling cart, hence he took the elevator.  Well, the elevator stalled while he was in it.  So he called campus security because he didn't know what to do.
J: "Hello? yes I'm stuck in an elevator in the student center."
Operator: "I'm sorry I didn't catch that, could you repeat it?"
J: "Yes, I was on my way to a meeting in the student center and I got in the elevator and it stalled-- it won't move!"
Operator: "so, the elevator is broken and it won't move?"
J: "Yes that's correct."
Operator: "Could you just take the stairs instead?"
Silence
J: "um if I wasn't already stuck inside the elevator I could have. Actually, no, I have a cart, so I couldn't have taken the stairs to begin with."
More silence
Operator: "So you're saying that you can't take the stairs, is there another elevator you could take?"
J: "No, I am stuck inside the elevator.  I am inside the elevator and it is stuck."
Operator: "Would you like me to see if I could find someone to come look at the elevator then?"
J: "YES! please!"
Operator: "All right let me call around and see if I can find a repairman to come look at the elevator but it will probably be later on this afternoon, so you may want to find another way to get to your meeting."
J: "Gah!! Seriously?!"
Silence, the operator appeared to have hung up.
Moral of the story, don't ride in the elevators at UVU.  Eventually J did indeed escape the elevator, he did not make it in time for his meeting however.

Well intentions may not always be correct

So how do you tell well intentioned people that they are doing more harm than good.  If you say it nicely they don't listen, I would imagine if you say it not nicely they would get hurt and offended.  They are so concerned that I do not date enough.  They keep asking me about it and pushing me to go to more singles activities.  I do not have the energy or motivation to try and meet and woo men right now.  If a man wants to ask me out on a date, then he has to make the effort because I am to exhausted to do the whole peacock dance anymore.
It begins: You dress up, do your hair nice when you know you are going to see him, you get twitterpated when he's around, you laugh and try to flirt with him, hoping he notices you.  It ends: eventually you wake up and realize he doesn't seem to see you in a dating sense, you are the little sister or the "friend". And that is all you will ever be to them. 
All I have gotten out of the dating world is continual broken hearts. I am not obsessing over being single so I don't know why people around me are.  I figure there are far worse things than being single the rest of my life. The more they talk the worse I feel.  I wonder what is wrong with me that I don't get asked out.  And the fact that they are all so concerned just makes me more concerned.

Sometimes I Forget

Sometimes I forget what wonderful friends I have.  Even when I am being a hermit and a brat they are still there for me.  I have not always had as good of luck with friends in the past, and maybe this has clouded my judgement on things in the present.  Reading the roommate blog made me smile, and I need to stop being such a hermit. For reals this time, and I apologize for being a hermit for, well, since I moved here pretty much.