Avatar oh Avatar....

I watched Avatar today with Gaymer...loved the movie. It totally is Dances With Wolves but with a pretty creative twist. I watched in 3D which was amazing...even though the 3D glasses kept sliding off my face because they were having to sit over my normal glasses...I wish they had those grandma terminator glasses that Chicken Little wears but for 3D.

And, I want to marry Sam Worthington for obvious reasons:

So, yesterday I had lunch with the ex. What he had for me was more stuff...specifically a wire that I need to make my speakers work. But, he forgot them at his apartment. It was a nice lunch and it was good to catch up with him. He's been working non stop because he's taking off a week to go to Denver to celebrate the new year there. And, that's about it. I told him about the farmer's market and how busy work has been...that was it.

I found that I was ready for the dinner to be over before he was and that I was slightly bored. He says he wants to get together again soon but I'm not going to call him...let him make the effort. He leaves to Austin in March, he said he found a cheap apartment in South Austin near the highway.

Our lives are taking such different paths, but he seems happy. And, I've really taken to this single thing and to all the new possibilities for my life. Still, I can't help but be a little sad about the whole thing. I'm sad but okay with it. Movin on....

Oh! I went to the Athiest party last night. I had a lot of fun and met some really fun people. "C" had a great time also and actually got a cute guy's number...the guy is supposedly str8 but I'm not buying it...I totally got the vibe from him. Not to mention, I got the stink eye from his mean looking Asian girlfriend. She didn't say much.

So many thoughts going through my head as a result of that party and from watching this movie...watch it ,bitches, and you'll see what I mean. I think people need to believe in something greater than themselves. I don't know what that is for me exactly. I do know what it isn't. The god of the bible is not my god. I don't believe he exists and if he did I certainly wouldn't worship him.

I'm still asking questions. I think I'll always have questions. Because I came out of the closet and was rejected by the religion in which I was raised, I was free to question everything. It's my right and I'll never give it up again.