So I'm moving again, this time with my coworker Josh.  Josh is a great friend, honorable, trustworthy, and he's promised to wait the 3 weeks the girls give me before asking me for extra money. ;)

I already  miss the cats, even though I haven't moved out yet, I can't say I'll regret leaving the house, it was never my home, I haven't had a home since June, and I probably won't have a home for a while, just a place to sleep.  It kinda feels like when I was a kid and my mom and I wouldn't ever live in one place more than 3-5 months, friends, property, everything is pretty much replacable when you're always someplace new.

I'm not sure what I'll do with all my stuff now that I need most of it to all fit in 1 room, I guess I'll see how high I can stack stuff. ;)  

So I had a female companion to spend time (nonromantic time) with once or twice a week, but obviously thats done with now that I'm moving out, and Josh dates a lot, sometimes I think up to 6 times a week, so I guess I'm not quite taking the break from dating that I thought I was just to get out and about.  1-2 days to myself, 1-2 days with Josh, that means 3-4 days for dating/friends.  I've got 3 dates this week already, its easy in Vegas to date, harder to find someone you want to date more than once.  

I find there are two kinds of dates in Vegas, the ones where you meet someone "hungry" for intimacy and the ones honestly looking for a relationship/friendship.  I prefer the latter, but the former seems easier to find in Vegas, probably because so many people mistake sex for intimacy so they never fulfill that craving.  It is sin city afterall I suppose...  Anyways, this week is different, since all 3 dates are intelligent, attractive women who I consider "dateable", which is pretty odd.  The great thing about meeting such women for me, is that any or all of them could turn into friends (I always assume the romantic part won't work out, chemistry is such an odd thing, so rare to work both ways), where as I almost never want to meet the people just looking to hook up ever again.   

I've had one of the dates scheduled for several weeks (we rescheduled because of my LASIK), but I found the other two dates when my roommie pretty much shut me out of her life, leaving me no one to do anything with or talk with, so who knows, they say everything happens for a reason, right?   I hate spending time with new people every week, hopefully things will work out (romantically or platonically) with one of them so we can move beyond the "first meeting" stuff and on to more fun stuff like hiking or road trips or whatever.