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Okay, got the job situation straightened out, so what happens next?
I know! My train wreck of a love life! Yeah, that's it!
Well, actually it's not so bad. A stopped by this evening after having just crawled out of the woodwork week before last. (This is the guy Simon bit on the nose way back.) I went back and forth about calling him back, and finally decided ah, what the hell. As C says, he's just a really random kind of guy. So he comes by tonight on his way somewhere (he's always going somewhere), drops off his book and we talked for a bit, and I gotta say...I just don't feel it for him anymore. We are just too, too, too, too, so, so, so, so different. We might as well be different species, you know like an octupus and an amoeba or a zebra and a fern. So these thoughts are occurring to me as he's driving off and yelling something silly in parting out of his window about a novella I had written and now it was my turn to give him hell about his book since he had given me hell about mine, and one of the thoughts I had was that I am, quite unfortunately, feeling quite a bit more for E than I had anticipated I would at the commencement of whatever it is we are currently doing... E and I are definitely on the same wavelength on many levels - both of us have been single too long, and neither one of us really knows what to do next or if we should do anything. The arrangement is working nicely and I hate to push it anywhere or put it in a box and label it. So I do nothing, and he does nothing, and then it's the weekend and there we are...hell, it's making me lazy about meeting people here and that's what I'm supposed to be doing. The problem is that I like him. Damn, damn, damn...I just don't know if I will ever be able to do it again - a real relationship, that is.
And it's so ironic, perhaps, that I'm in regular email contact with the ex. The ex that warped my view of men and relationships for so long.
Well, so there's a lot of personal stuff all laid out. But what the hell. What's a blog without a purpose for, eh?
I have a new favorite wine - Montevina, Syrah '02. It's so good I practically drool when I'm drinking it...it's been awhile since a wine made me drool. And, it's not expensive. Love that part.
I know! My train wreck of a love life! Yeah, that's it!
Well, actually it's not so bad. A stopped by this evening after having just crawled out of the woodwork week before last. (This is the guy Simon bit on the nose way back.) I went back and forth about calling him back, and finally decided ah, what the hell. As C says, he's just a really random kind of guy. So he comes by tonight on his way somewhere (he's always going somewhere), drops off his book and we talked for a bit, and I gotta say...I just don't feel it for him anymore. We are just too, too, too, too, so, so, so, so different. We might as well be different species, you know like an octupus and an amoeba or a zebra and a fern. So these thoughts are occurring to me as he's driving off and yelling something silly in parting out of his window about a novella I had written and now it was my turn to give him hell about his book since he had given me hell about mine, and one of the thoughts I had was that I am, quite unfortunately, feeling quite a bit more for E than I had anticipated I would at the commencement of whatever it is we are currently doing... E and I are definitely on the same wavelength on many levels - both of us have been single too long, and neither one of us really knows what to do next or if we should do anything. The arrangement is working nicely and I hate to push it anywhere or put it in a box and label it. So I do nothing, and he does nothing, and then it's the weekend and there we are...hell, it's making me lazy about meeting people here and that's what I'm supposed to be doing. The problem is that I like him. Damn, damn, damn...I just don't know if I will ever be able to do it again - a real relationship, that is.
And it's so ironic, perhaps, that I'm in regular email contact with the ex. The ex that warped my view of men and relationships for so long.
Well, so there's a lot of personal stuff all laid out. But what the hell. What's a blog without a purpose for, eh?
I have a new favorite wine - Montevina, Syrah '02. It's so good I practically drool when I'm drinking it...it's been awhile since a wine made me drool. And, it's not expensive. Love that part.
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