Evolution doesn't stop, at least from the Anthropological, Historical, and Biological perspectives. We, in our Extreme arrogance, however, have assumed that we are the pinacle, the masterpiece, that humanity in all it's barbarous forms have reached the top and there's no going no further! (Ouch! That sentence just hurt my grammar, but I think you get the point) I think that educated and/or thinking people know that that isn't the truth, but the question becomes how do we truly leap forward when things that in the animal kingdom would have been rooted out just by being able to smell that something wasn't right, or by (dare I say it!) Darwin's Law of Survival of the Most Fit. If an animal couldn't survive, it wouldn't. If it Shouldn't survive, it wouldn't. In many instances, that is how we have outsmarted ourselves and I'm fairly certain slowed down considerably the process of Evolution. Or maybe we've just changed how we evolve, turning more to the cerebral than the physical need. In a few millenia, if we could travel to the future, would we even recognize ourselves?

I just realized something- that when it comes to relationships and meeting people NO ONE KNOWS WHAT THEY'RE DOING! THEY JUST PRETEND TO! Granted, some people seem disproportionately lucky in that arena but I think it's just because they don't care and go for it. They already know that no one know's what he or she is doing but they do it anyway. I could be wrong about this but I don't think so. From this moment forward, I'm going to try not to give a flying fuck and just go for it! I suspect however that it is easier said than done. Now that I've discovered that small secret of the universe, I just have to get past my reserve. With plenty of alcohol and goading from friends, I think I can even overcome that, which is saying something. My reserve is pretty damn strong. Okay. I'm done now.

I don't know what happened, but I think it's the power of the dangly chandelier earrings. It's so uncharacteristic of me to buy dangly chandelier earrings but they were just so cute that I had to have them. And now I want more! And I'm wearing them today and I'm just flirting with everyone, particularly my bank crush! :) Fun, fun times!

I'm tired. I just did that corporate challenge thing. I walked, though, not ran. Still tired. I walked by myself because my co-workers walked way too slowly and I just can't deal with that. I walk fast even when I'm NOT in a hurry! And I've decided I just have way too many passwords to keep track of. Sometimes I can't remember what's for which- work password, e-mail password, e-peeps password, Crate and Barrel password, Amazon password, work e-mail password... you get the picture. At least I'm no longer giving every single one a different, "funny" password that I absolutely can't remember but it seems like a good idea at the time. Thankfully, I've grown out of that stage. Okay. Still tired. Going to drink a glass of wine, read more of Roald Dahl's Charlie and the Chocolate Factory and go to bed. 'Night, all.

I have come to that conclusion. Maybe I ought to clarify because I don't think I'm high-maintanence in the traditional definition of the term. I can't be bothered to get my hair done every six weeks. Getting a regular trim is too much like work! I do have fake nails, because I'm an incessant nail biter and I can't grow my own to save my life, however, I cannot stand having to go every two weeks to get them done. I both love and hate it. I feel absolutely decadent and it's really relaxing but I hate having to do it. It makes me crazy. Maybe I'm just like Sally in "When Harry Met Sally" when Harry tells her that she's the worst kind, she's high maintanence but she thinks she's low maintanence. I, however, do not order things on the side. Anyway. There's my thought of the day.