My blog wasn't loading because of some server problem. These things always happen to my bloggie.

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From: "Blogger Support"
To: "Brenda ElfGirl (251098,3048307)"
Sent: Friday, April 16, 2004 9:26 AM
Subject: Re: [#46443] Can't see my blog

Hi there-

Thanks for letting us know about the problem with your blog not loading - it's most likely related to some server maintenance we performed late yesterday afternoon, and our sysadmins are working to fix it immediately.
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However, it appears to be loading fine now on my end.

So I think there's something wrong with my blog. I can't even see it. I'm hoping if I post something, it will show up again.

So it's like so evil. I'm suffering from the curse of Steve, the one that got away. This is how the curse of Steve works. Every time I see a guy that even very remotely resembles him, the curse of Steve kicks in and I find myself amazingly attracted to the Steve look-alike. Like it doesn't matter what kind of personality the guy has or how smart the guy is, I'm like totally attracted to him because he kind of looks like Steve.

What a curse! And like lately, there are so many guys that look like him. The guy is like so generic to have that many lookalikes walking around and on TV. It's like so embarrassing to think I was even attracted to such a generic looking individual. Think of a non-descript dark blondie/strawberry blondie boy with freckles, around 6 ft with a medium build and hazel brown eyes. How generic is that.

That thing with him ended like so long ago that honestly I think his features are so blurry in my mind, but I swear to god whenver I see a guy that kinda sorta looks like him it's like the attraction buzzer goes off in my brain and I look at the guy and think "cute and he reminds me of Steve".

And I like so bet that Steve, the one that got away, so does not remember me and couldn't pick me out in a mug shot lineup if his life depended on it. Yet here I am, so suffering with the curse of Steve.

Went to a birthday party on Angel Island. Spent the whole day drinking way too much, then I ended up in a bar near Pier 39 with a friend and kept drinking and watching the Giants lose to the Padres. Talked to a guy whose father was in the Battle of the Bulge and who heard Patton speak. Then to another guy from Atlanta who works at Bechtel and is here doing some work.

I forgot how fun it is to talk to random guys in a bar, especially when you've had way too much to drink.