Is it too late to change my mind?

Almost nothing frays my nerves more than planning out somewhere to take someone, especially if you don't know the city.

Am I picking a cool enough venue?
What if it's in the wrong neighborhood?
What if a similar place is better?
What if I fall flat on my face?

I've got a million tabs open in Firefox. I'm wearing myself out second guessing myself. Thoughts like this wear you down more and more until you feel......nothing. Because I care a lot and a guy's got only so much feeling in him. And I know I'm trying my best so I have nothing to be ashamed of.

So, here is the address. Put it in your GPS, meet me there, and I'll be waiting for you.

I was too tied up on the phone to pay attention anyway. From what I've read, it was the same ol' in different packaging. Anyway I already know the state of the union, we're fucked. Big Time.

I was thinking about something again the other day when Josh was talking about getting advice from Sweetness 7's owner concerning some type of tea. I wonder if their fixation with Barack Obama has come to an end with the recent circular firing squad type of activity going on in lefty circles? There is a part of me that hopes so, since I feel it is a big "FUCK YOU" every time I walk into the shop. You know, maybe when I go to a coffee shop I just want a cup of coffee and a muffin. I don't go there much because of this. Too bad because their coffee is the best around if you ask me.

I'm always learning new things. Some are hard lessons, others are easy. One thing I've never been able to do is take it easy on myself when I screw up. You have to be able to forgive yourself. So right now I'm in the process of learning. Let's hope I learn fast, because I don't want to struggle or hold onto any guilt.