I just saw The Man

I went to lunch with Tiki today… sitting in the Atrium Food court I saw Him. I haven’t seen him since we were together. I haven’t spoken to him since we were together. The last and only “communication” I have had with him was that email.

He didn’t see me. I was a little taken aback. I lost my appetite (yessssss). I thought to myself he just looks like an older man, no one I would even think to double-take… and I thought I was going to marry him.

I left there, called a friend… and decided to call Him. This is the portion of the post where I overanalyze a two minute conversation… and will most likely rehash it with several friends today.


I honestly didn’t think he would answer the phone… and he did.
I told him how I had just seen him at Fashion Island, and he said, “Yeah I am here surrounded by all the beautiful people, feeling totally out of place not being one of them.”
I said, “That’s not true.”
I told him it was a part of Orange County… that on Sunday I went out without *gasp* make-up on and a lesbo hit on me. I said at least I can pull a lesbo.
(I was Aofall joking and Bofall referring to the fact that I wasn’t wearing make-up.)
He said, “You can pull a lot of people, OCG.”
I said, “Well, of course.”
(but didn’t feel like going into the blah blah blah conversation of why I had said that.)
I then just said that it was good to talk with him and Merry Christmas.
He said, “You too Merry Christmas.” And that was that.


I have told myself for months now that I am completely over him, but seeing him and talking to him have caused the flood gates to reopen in my mind. The “why’s” of it all to resurge. I hate being a girl that overanalyzes every comment, but I just can’t help but to…

So... I did what any self respecting woman needing to be reminded that she was hot would do. I arranged to have drinks after work and texted TM to see if he wanted to hook up tonight.

After all, “The best way to get over someone is to get under someone else”, no?