well, last you heard, i was going to meet my friend Ken for Lunch and then meet with DAD who wants once again to try and have a realtionship so that we might be able to have a somewhat family type of pretend thing.

I arrived at Cafe Brazil my favorite resterault a little late. Ken was there.. let me tell you about Ken. I have known the guy for… mayeb 5 months? we played a game together. anyhow. We are both totally busy folk but when we have a second once in a while we try and get together for lunch or something.

I totally admire Ken. He is amazingly intelligent, not the type who is hungry for power, to the pojtn that he asks other peoples opinions in his leadership “responsabilities”. We first met when i was running to a dr appt and had approximately 20 minutes to meet have lunch and get toknow eachother. the next time i invited him over here to my house and he was in ahurry but we had fun, this time we met at my faveorite resterautn, close to both of us ( and it seems he likes it too). i adore ken really… i know this diary is full of me saying that i adoe peopl, but there are tinga bout different peoepl that i adore. for Ken, its that he is level headed, that he has plans goalks, and knows what he wants so the journey isnt a stress filled impossibility… and he is humble.

I warned him the other day that lunch with me today would be about me going to my dads after and it might be a pain.. he was cooll. we had fun. and i paid for it so that meand he’s gotta take me out sometime now. ha ha

dont worrry my dear diary fans. I am not loking for a MAN to date or anything. i am talking about learning top trust PEOPLe. to be good friends, to be me and liked for that….

anyhow ken.. thanlks for lunch.. and evenn though my dad was a dick, it would have felt worse had you not been there before hand.

high five

Beth