And what exactly did I accomplish yesterday?
Um. Well, I cleaned the apartment, started some of the sketches, and went outside to play. I have yet to do the Target thing. That will have to be combined with the grocery/prescription run that Im going to do during my lunch break today. I rarely take a lunch break here, so I figure today can be an exception if I decide to run a little late.
Feeling kinda funky as of late. I wonder if my internal clock is still a little off. I cant imagine it taking this long to get back into the swing, but Ive been going to bed unusually early (like 9:00) and waking up at midnight, then 2 then 3 then 4, etc
The weekend was no exception.
Friday, I met Kim and Kelly (and Kims boyfriend, Jeff) at the Irish pub in my hood. There was some kind of social club happy hour going on, and some guy invited me to the upstairs patio area. The weather was beautiful, and I was up for it, so I checked it out. Knowing that Kim and Kelly wouldnt look for me upstairs, I called them and told them to meet me up there. They did, though Kelly and I found it quite boring and decided to split for a more happening place. So over to the Hawaiian place we skipped. But Kelly couldnt take the crowd. One drink and then it was on to the fancy pants cigar bar. And thats where I stopped. Remember Secret Agent Guy? Well, he used his super-sleuthing techniques to find out that I was there, and lo and behold, as I was trying to sneak out the door to hoof it home, he came up from behind and grabbed me around the waist and pulled me back into the bar! One more drink (strrroonnng), and I was outta there. After finally blowing off the Secret Agent (he walked me home and forced a couple of kisses on me), I went upstairs to watch TV.
It was about 9:45, I think. Woke the next morning on the couch with the same clothes I put on Friday morning before work! I swear, the more things change, the more they stay the same!
Now Saturday .was a completely gorgeous day! And I remembered that I was supposed to return a phone call from Mr. Unmentionable. So I called him early in the day and he invited me to a neighborhood parade, complete with partyhopping at several different locations along the route. It sounded like my kinda day, and even though Im not really attracted to Mr. U., I agreed to go because I was in such a fabulous mood and hes such a dear, sweet guy.
I have to say that Mr. U. is one of the better-quality guys Ive met since I moved here (Duke, I cant yet include you since we havent officially met, but I just have this feeling ). His circle of friends is very cool, and I even said hello to most of his family here and there along the route and at the parties. He has almost all the qualities I love in a potential mate: hes friendly, affectionate, has a great sense of humor, hes smart, very well read, great taste in music, willing to experiment and take chances, the list goes on ..
But Im just not yet attracted to him. He has almost zero sex appeal to me. And Im so bothered by that. And he pulled the relationship card on me as he was dropping me off Saturday evening, asking me what I wanted from whatever it is we have and then telling me that he has enough friends in his life that hes looking for something more, something else.
And I didnt know what to tell him. Because I would really like to have him in my life. Hes a beautiful person. I could really use someone like him right now. Someone to just hang out with. Someone to watch movies with. Someone to call at the last minute for dinner or a few beers. Someone more like a best friend. We did this stuff all week last week. I know. Im missing girlfriends in my life right now. But I hate to say this I dont really like the girls Ive met here so far. Why cant Mr. U. be a girl? Damn.
I need to go. I started writing this entry this morning and got busy (Im writing this at work [gasp]), and my parents are going to be showing up at my apartment within the hour.
Sorry so discombobulated with this entry. Story of my life ..
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