Dwelling
I hate dwelling. I hate being so extremely attracted to someone that this is the constant thought roaming through the back of my brain. It can become a little overwhelming, especially when you try and get this person out of your head. I have come to the conclusion the best way to get this person off my mind is to go out with someone else. Distract me for an evening.
So TM and I shall hang out tonight, having a mellow evening, while I let the thoughts of The Man take a rest for awhile. Hope this works. I have decided I need to go out with him tonight specifically because I have The Man coming, amongst some other friends, tomorrow night to celebrate Summer Solstice on the terrace, and don’t want to have several days of dwelling consuming my being when The Man arrives. And I can’t invite TM to the party (for obvious reasons mentioned) and would like to see him.
It’s a strange place when “getting-to-know” someone, when not in the real stage of dating yet, no commitments have been set. Especially when you encounter two people with amazing qualities that you’re attracted to.
Scarier is the recognition that I’ve met someone that I really like. And I’ve put it out there, seemingly my heart lying on the ground waiting to become trampled upon.
L (sling bean girl #2) called me last night leaving a hysterical, yet honest message about her plight in trying to determine if the guy that she has been dating for quite some time is really the person she should currently be committed to. L had made a list of all the qualities that she decided were necessary for her to have in a guy that she wants to be dating right now. Included in the list: smart, funny, attractive, likes to eat /drink, wants to participate in Sunday Funday, doesn’t have a mom, or has one that lives far away and doesn’t visit often…
Her conclusion? “OC girl, I just made a list of what I want in someone and oh my God, I want me as a guy! I am in search of somebody just like me.”
Quote of the day, provided by my mama:
Girls who put out are tramps. Girls who don't are ladies. This is, however, a rather archaic usage of the word. Should one of you boys happen upon a girl who doesn't put out, do not jump to the conclusion that you have found a lady. What you have probably found is a lesbian. ~ Fran Lebowitz
So TM and I shall hang out tonight, having a mellow evening, while I let the thoughts of The Man take a rest for awhile. Hope this works. I have decided I need to go out with him tonight specifically because I have The Man coming, amongst some other friends, tomorrow night to celebrate Summer Solstice on the terrace, and don’t want to have several days of dwelling consuming my being when The Man arrives. And I can’t invite TM to the party (for obvious reasons mentioned) and would like to see him.
It’s a strange place when “getting-to-know” someone, when not in the real stage of dating yet, no commitments have been set. Especially when you encounter two people with amazing qualities that you’re attracted to.
Scarier is the recognition that I’ve met someone that I really like. And I’ve put it out there, seemingly my heart lying on the ground waiting to become trampled upon.
L (sling bean girl #2) called me last night leaving a hysterical, yet honest message about her plight in trying to determine if the guy that she has been dating for quite some time is really the person she should currently be committed to. L had made a list of all the qualities that she decided were necessary for her to have in a guy that she wants to be dating right now. Included in the list: smart, funny, attractive, likes to eat /drink, wants to participate in Sunday Funday, doesn’t have a mom, or has one that lives far away and doesn’t visit often…
Her conclusion? “OC girl, I just made a list of what I want in someone and oh my God, I want me as a guy! I am in search of somebody just like me.”
Quote of the day, provided by my mama:
Girls who put out are tramps. Girls who don't are ladies. This is, however, a rather archaic usage of the word. Should one of you boys happen upon a girl who doesn't put out, do not jump to the conclusion that you have found a lady. What you have probably found is a lesbian. ~ Fran Lebowitz
posted by hannahhas @ Monday, June 20, 2005
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