Weekend Joy in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • March 14, 2010, midnight
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PIC OF THE DAY!

Friday night’s fire pit.

TODAY…

1. Thankful for such a phenomenal weekend! Fun, sun, and a nice long run!

2. Thankful for the spontaneous Friday night.

3. Thankful for a fabulous time with CC, despite everything.

4. Thankful that I have the opportunity to go to WORK tomorrow!

5. Thankful for the fun texts from Cindy, who is in Rome right now.

Well. Well. Well.

My first weekend in a long time where I am anticipating going back to the office in the morning. What a whirlwind!

Starting with the entry I wrote on Friday, I’d made last-minute plans with a guy I met a while back (I think it was September). I remember having a great time when we met, but I also remember that there was something about him that rubbed me the wrong way.

So since he’d been calling, texting and leaving me FB messages (recent renewed interest), I thought I’d test the waters again and see if maybe it was me making the whole thing up in my head. I mean, you never know, right? It could have been the alcohol talking.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t.

We met at the dive bar, and I pretty much immediately remembered that he did bother me. I can’t put my finger on exactly what it is, but there is something

Luckily, we ended up sharing a table with a group of people, and I fell into this pretty instant crush with a girl who was sitting at our table. Again, I can’t really pinpoint what exactly I liked about HER, but it was kind of the opposite effect. She was pleasant and cute and so much fun to talk with. We all ended up hanging out.

And then my friend Chris showed up, and the party was ON! Had such a great night talking and laughing and hanging out by the fire pit (thought I felt like I’d smoked two cartons of cigs by the end of the night…smelled like it too!).

Don’t really know how Guy and I left it. We just sort of just said goodbye and left it at that. All in all, a VERY fun night even if it was odd with the guy.

Saturday was brilliant. Worked out early, ran some errands, got some Girl Scout cookies (dangerous!) and then went to this very cool flea market that just happened to be in the basement of my building. Took a delicious nap and woke just in time to get ready for my date with CC.

Date was GREAT! I decided not to stress about the “issue” we’d talked about the last time, and it never came back up. The only thing I can tell you about said “issue” is that it’s something embarrassing to me…and something he wanted me to be aware of. I don’t know what else to say about it. Maybe I’ll say in a friends-only entry just so that I can get a read from you, but maybe it won’t even be necessary. Bottom line is, yes, it is something that I probably needed to know, but it’s something I’ve never heard anyone complain about.

Again, I decided to just relax and enjoy myself. I did. We had a fantastic time together and I ended up spending the night (we’d actually planned for me to do that so that we could get up in the morning and have lattes and go for a nice, long walk in the park near where he lives–it couldn’t have been more perfect).

Yeah, I like him and he likes me. We are not perfect and we both have issues. We are both extremely gun-shy, and I think that’s something that we have in common. We can both talk freely about our pasts because I think it helps us feel better.

Yes, I do want a boyfriend. Yes, we both know it. Yes, I’m sure if he was truly crazy about me he’d be my boyfriend by now…but I think the same holds for him. I don’t think he’s keeping me from finding someone else. I mean, I had my chances with Cap. K. and decided against it. If I was desperate for a boyfriend I think I’d have been all over the pilot.

I’m enjoying myself. I’m letting CC spoil me like crazy. I’m not letting that thing bother me that much. It’s all good right now.

OK. Need to hit it. I took another nap early this evening, but I need to go to bed. I have a HUGE week of work ahead of me and need to be fresh in the AM!

Goodnight, my love!


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