PIC OF THE DAY!
Photo prompt=AMORE. Couldn’t get any more in love with this coffee I had at a coffee bar one bitter cold morning in Milan. These coffee bars are like super fast fast food in Italy. No seats, you stand at the bar and gulp your espresso and GO! Me? I lingered a bit. Mmmm.
TODAY…
1. Thankful I got out of this thing with Daniel before it even began.
2. Thankful for this gorgeous, sunny day. I know other parts of the country are snowed in. Need to soak up some Vitamin D.
3. Thankful for this cafe au lait.
4. Thankful for the great thoughts from Arthur.
5. Thankful for REAL notes.
Heh. Last word on anonynotes. A private noter told me that if the worst thing an anonynoter had to bitch about is what I called a flower, then I must be doing okay. Thanks for that. It really puts things in perspective.
So last night I did have my date with Daniel. Um. Yeah. I almost didn’t think that it was gonna happen because he told me he’d been up working all night the night before and he was tired and not very excited and didn’t want to stay out late.
Way to entice me.
Not only that, we decided that we were both free last night, but he didn’t even call me to finalize plans until 6:30! I was out running errands and he didn’t even offer up a place to meet. I had to do that.
We finally met, and I wanted to just set the record straight from the very beginning, so I brought up the miscommunication via text and email…which somehow segued into something completely different which somehow segued into a heated discussion about money and scamming people and then politics (he’s extremely right-wing, which is surprising for a Canadian) which somehow segued into driving skills and then him bitching about everyone who lives in the city.
I had to keep pushing him to please get back to the topic at hand, but we always veered off. It was somewhat interesting conversation, but I could feel my blood boiling from time to time. He loves to debate.
I like a nice discussion every once in a while, but damn.
So he finally seemed to cool down about halfway through our dinner, and we enjoyed ourselves.
At the end, I offered to pay because he’d paid well over $100 the last time we met. I’ll be honest, I was hoping that he’d at least try to talk me out of it, knowing my situation and all, but no. He was very quick to thank me for paying. It was well over $100 this time too. There goes a big chunk of my Christmas cash.
Still, we were having a pretty nice time (at that point…laughing and talking like two agreeable people), and he walked me to my car and we agreed to see each other again.
We kissed, and kissed nicely. Very nicely.
And as we were parting, I said something like, “don’t pussyfoot around asking me out again.”
And for some reason, that threw him over the EDGE!!! He went ballistic on me. I guess the bottom line is, perhaps I questioned his masculinity by telling him to be a little more assertive in the asking out department?
Whatever. He left in a HUGE huff.
Man. What is it? Am I really that big of an asshole to make people THAT upset with me? Seriously, we were having a decent time at the end and his demeanor went from hot and steamy to pissed off and steamed in 1.2 seconds!
Remind you of anyone else we know?
I do NOT need that in my life.
So that’s the end of that one.
*wiping hands*
I cried myself to sleep last night. It wasn’t pretty, but it was cleansing. Tan Man (the cat) really tried to comfort me. Sweet thing.
I slept in this morning, missing my Saturday morning workout. That bums me out. It’s not that I can’t go work out now, it’s that I love that class. Oh well.
I am really not in the spirit of the holidays–at all. It’s strange looking at facebook and reading entries where everybody is excited about taking a couple weeks off for their Christmas vacations. I remember that feeling last year. Actually, I was really stressed out by so many things last year. But I was also happy to be taking some time off (I typo’d “baking” instead of taking, and it’s funny because that’s what I did!).
My coffee/espresso maker is on the fritz and pretty much on it’s last legs. I’m sad about that too.
Ugh. I’m really not in a bad mood. Just a weird one. I’m bummed that it didn’t work out with Daniel because he is so attractive to me, but I’m very happy that I didn’t have deep feelings for him before realizing that he simply wants to argue all the time and he’s extremely insecure.
It all works out somehow, doesn’t it?
I’m really excited for the day when I can say, “See? Look how FANTASTIC this all turned out to be!”
xox.
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