Tuesday, May 03, 2005

hello again.

so i disappeared for a while. but you see -- i'm not writing this journal because i want it to be for others. bizarrely -- knowing that it is so public is what makes it ok for me to write.

but then it makes me not want to.
oh who knows.

now i can't write at all.
damn.

Friday, January 21, 2005

whoops.

ok so that didn't work well. whoops. and there's a cat in my lap. and i have a yucky zit. oh well..

but then that's what i get for not wearing makeup and trying to subvert the system. dammit.

miss you t. hope you haven't killed mom yet.

me

i promised you one. it's not the best but it's here.


Sunday, January 16, 2005

nope.

you know, i don't think i really want to handle ever being turned down again. perhaps i'll just stop.

figuring things out.

so.
i think i've made real progress here in my mental processes.
if i just don't pay any attention -- just work and sleep and work and sleep and drink and work and sleep -- i don't have any thing to worry about because i don't have any time for worrying.

that's healthy, right?

Monday, January 10, 2005

SAM!

I GOT A NEW PUPPY!

HIS NAME IS SAM!!

HE'S WONDERFUL!!

YAY, SAM!

Saturday, January 08, 2005

mellow on down easy.

first off, my apologies to t -- i didn't mean to skip out on you at all, but with your MSN not working, it's not like i've got too many avenues for communication. i DID post here on wednesday and i got in touch with you on friday. we can do the math together to see how that isn't 4 days.

but in that time, life, of course, has been a little wild.

tuesday (ironically and, perhaps, appropriately, also t's birthday), d has invited me to join him at the new year's staff party thrown by the owner of the restaurant where he is a fulltime bartender. (only significant others are allowed as dates, or so i'm told, because the owner, as well as the rest of the staff, don't want to deal with new date drama. ok, can we just say that someone cares WAY too much to sit and think UP that rule, nonetheless explain it out to his whole staff??)

and i'm going.

this past thursday, i got a haircut -- very drastic. i like it a lot -- will post picture when i take a good one -- but it's short. (in the back, it's stacked, so the shortest part is, like, 2 inches, and in the front it comes down to my chin. but the whole new part thing -- on the side not the front -- it's wierd. but i like it. for now.)

ok, i've been trying to write like real things for the past hour and the internet doesn't want to let me so i'll try again later. yeesh.

Friday, January 07, 2005

alive.

i'm here. and it's only been 2 days. miss you.

Wednesday, January 05, 2005

pda.

so d and i hung out last night -- with a few friends from high school and camp (from waaay back), i went down to his restaurant/winebar and we drank up at the bar until he got off (maybe 2 hours). from there, we headed to the open mic night that we love to go to every tuesday night and he and i played/sang together (very 'just like old times'-y).

until we'd gotten to limerick (the pub where the open mic is held), we were like always - friends - just closer than anyone else. then once he had a drink in his hand, he was my date, lover, whatever you want to call it. when we parted for the evening, he kissed me good night.

and we had lunch today -- after i got off work, we met up at this restaurant that he loves that i hadn't ever been to and that he hadn't visited in a while. it was fun, cute; we talked and ate and laughed and had a good time. we made plans for tomorrow night -- we don't live very close (and i don't have my own car) -- i'll be staying with him overnight. as we walked to our cars, he hugged me goodbye.

so then i turn to him and say (paraphrased here), "you know, we should probably have a discussion about the whole 'pda' thing soon."

he says to me, "what do you mean?"

"well, you see, there's this discrepancy between our states of being when we're sober and when we're drinking. i.e., there is pda and touching when we drink and there is not when we're not. (d laughs.) i don't want to put you on the spot which is why i'm saying it to you now, as we leave. next time, let's discuss," i request.

"ok," he says, "but i really don't think it matters all that much."

i reply, "it does matter, only because it's weird." what i do not say but need to is "because it feels like you don't want me when you're not tipsy, and if you only want me when your choices are influenced by alcohol, we have an issue."

but then he's d -- i love him. he's my best friend and he understands me -- so far, as a friend. i like to think i'm more 'chill' than most girls but what do i know?

but does he really see me like a date? or am i a best friend and sex? i love to be in his presence -- it's just -- he's so NOT what i see in my head -- in my little petri-dish world -- as someone i would date or love. he's just -- d.

on another but clearly related note, i'm half-worried t might possibly be avoiding me. i mean, it's only been like a day since we've talked online last but -- for the two of us -- that's a lot.

i hope work is as theraputic as always and i feel productive and successful -- 'cause it sure seems like i've set myself up to strike out everywhere else.