I’ve already had two very nice conversations today. The first was a 1.5 hr phone conversation with someone I hadn’t really talked to before. He instantly “got” my sense of humor, responded with his own, and pretty much anywhere the conversation reached, he was able to follow and/or lead. That was great! I like talking to smart people. He also had this uncanny way of tapping right into the heart of certain personal issues that I don’t even acknowledge to myself. They’re theories I’ve reached and then locked away about why I react a certain way to certain things, but nothing I’d ever admitted aloud. But he just jumped right into them. “You do y? Did x ever happen to you in your developmental age?” Uh…why, yes.

The second with was an old friend. I’ve known this guy since we were 12. I was sitting like a lazy slob on my couch watching some Lifetime movie about a woman who had an affair with her best friend’s 18 yr-old son (played by Brian Austin Green), and the phone rang. “Where do you live again?” my friend asked. He was minutes away. ACK! I ended up meeting him at Jamba Juice in Brea and we drove over to BJs Pizzeria to chat under full-blasting AC. I hadn’t seen this guy forever, since he moved to Northern Cali when his company offered him some ridiculous 250% raise and a promotion. The first thing he said when I walked up to him was, “What are you, living at the gym now?” Huh? I looked down at my attire, Happy Bunny t-shirt, short skort, heely sandals. This doesn’t pass as a workout outfit, does it? “You look great!” he announced. Oh! You always get brownie points for that kind of opener. We had a good 1+ hr chat about our lives, our investments, our properties, before he had to jam to Pasadena to compete as a blackbelt in a karate tournament.