bcholmes | Distracting myself from distraction

I went out to the pub after work to take my mind off my ex.

The company where I work has a hockey team, and every Friday afternoon, half the company disappears to go play hockey. After hockey, a lot of people drop by the local pub for a beer.

I don't drink, but I go out for iced tea and conversation. And nachos. Mmmm... I like the nachos there.

So we gabbed. We were talking about perspectives of God. Someone was telling me about Simone Weil, of whom I'd never heard before.

No human being escapes the necessity of conceiving some good outside himself towards which his thought turns in a movement of desire, supplication, and hope.

-Simone Weil

I don't know if I have any gut-level reaction to that.

Siobhan thinks it rather amusing that I go out to the pub; I've always avoided bars (the cigarette smoke has always bothered me).

I came home and talked to my sweeties about the ex's LiveJournal. Siobhan said something interesting: she said, "sometimes you learn more about people when you're breaking up with them then you do when you're together."

Yeah. I can definitely see that.