Staying single, seeing double, sleeping triple











{May 13, 2009}   no, UR a guay!

Okay, okay, I know I’ve been bad- I’ve fallen off the face of the blogosphere. I wish I could say that it’s because I’ve been caught up in a whirlwind of drunken orgies and sudden wealth, but the truth is, sadly, far less interesting.



{April 7, 2009}   This was a good night.

I called The Submission Wrestler this afternoon to ask if he’d like to go to dinner with me sometime this week. My schedule is somewhat compacted, since it’s already Monday night and I’m planning to go to my hometown for the weekend on Friday night. Although I felt that Saturday had gone really well, I was struck by paroxysms of self-doubt after I left the message about dinner this week, especially when he didn’t call back right away.

I IMed a bit with LBHF late this afternoon, and that left me feeling even crappier. I told him that I missed him, and although it made me feel a bit better to learn that he apparently misses me as well and has been even more miserable than I have been, I was in a pretty crappy mood by about 5pm. Of course, this meant that it was time to go drinkin’.



{January 28, 2009}   Dr. Jones sighting

I stayed up really, really late last night working on some documentation updates that I mistakenly thought were due this morning, so I didn’t get much sleep last night and as a result look like total shit today. I’m exhausted and cranky and not very enthusiastic about anything.

Of course, today would be the day that I happen to run into Dr. Jones in the elevator as he is leaving a meeting in which my role (and his previous) were discussed. He mentioned that some of my tasks had come up, and I grumpily responded that it would be helpful to people who wanted to know what was going on with them to actually invite me to meetings where such things would be discussed. About then, he got off the elevator.

He then texted me to ask if I’m okay, saying that I look upset. Sigh. I told him that I’m just really tired and will be back to my normal vivacious self by tomorrow. He is glad that I’m okay, he says.

I miss him.



{January 22, 2009}   Dr. Jones is off the project

You may recall that Dr. Jones and I worked closely together, and that he’d told me some time ago that he was going to be reassigned to another effort. It didn’t actually happen until today, and I’m afraid it has done absolutely nothing to improve my positively foul mood.

Text from Dr. Jones (01/22/2009 10:33AM) Free at last!

While I immediately realized that this was probably what he was talking about, I guess I got my hopes up that he might actually be talking about something else. By something else, I mean his relationship. Of course, that isn’t what he meant.

I am deeply annoyed with him for being so happy about it (although I recognize that it will be very helpful to him in alleviating his unreasonably large workload) and also deeply annoyed with him for this being the first communication that I received from him since Friday of last week.

I am trying to think of a nasty and gruesome way in which I would like him to die right now. Will update when I come up with it.



{January 8, 2009}   Eyes on the Prize

(10:05:57 AM) J: so, you have to share
(10:06:02 AM) J: because according to [beercan]
(10:06:09 AM) J: you had a lovely evening of snuggling on the couch
(10:06:41 AM) Anterior Motive: uh really?
(10:06:44 AM) Anterior Motive: that is so weird
(10:06:50 AM) Anterior Motive: i was purposely boring
(10:06:55 AM) Anterior Motive: i made him help me with my grocery list
(10:07:30 AM) J: HA! that’s excellent. to him, that’s probably like, domesitc nesting
(10:07:44 AM) Anterior Motive: damn.
(10:07:51 AM) Anterior Motive: i also just talked about work
(10:07:54 AM) Anterior Motive: like, the entire time
(10:08:05 AM) Anterior Motive: oh well, epic fail
(10:08:15 AM) J: meh. it’s ok
(10:08:25 AM) J: the cruise is fast approaching
(10:08:28 AM) J: you’re almost off the hook
(10:08:45 AM) Anterior Motive: you think he’ll lose interest while he’s on it?
(10:09:14 AM) J: well, he’s bringing this girl
(10:09:18 AM) J: the minnesota chick
(10:09:24 AM) J: who is basically his version of heaven
(10:09:32 AM) J: she’s farm grown and likes the missionary position
(10:09:38 AM) J: and would be more than happy to give him babies
(10:09:53 AM) J: she’s staying in my house for 4 days after the trip
(10:09:57 AM) J: should be great fun
(10:10:21 AM) Anterior Motive: HA
(10:10:22 AM) Anterior Motive: YES
(10:10:24 AM) Anterior Motive: AWESOME
(10:10:50 AM) J: i know
(10:10:50 AM) J: :)



{December 16, 2008}   This week in brief

Wednesday: dinner with a former coworker. I think he would like to try a relationship with me, but I am not interested in him and he is frankly too nice a guy to use as fodder for my ego. I have told him that I think dating would be a terrible idea. He does not disagree.

Thursday: drinks with my boss, S. She is phenomenal. She might understand my current bizarre emotional state better than anyone else I know. I feel constantly guilty that my insanity is causing me to be borderline-nonfunctional at work and am hoping that I get my shit together soon. I need to get back into the swing.

Friday: drinks, dinner, and dancing with an AFF dude (the one from the dream). He is totally gorgeous, if the photos are to be believed. Slightly strange is that a (female) friend of his may be visiting from out of town, and will join us if that is the case. I am slightly intimidated as he seems to be a different sort of dude than I have dated previously- kind of a suave yuppie. I think my self-confidence is suffering right now. The other woman in the scenario also makes me uneasy. I have thought about it and decided that it might not be entirely unreasonable, though. This dude has the same name as two people I previously dated.

Saturday: supposed to go to a coworker’s Christmas party. On the fence about it. She seems fun, but I don’t know her very well and don’t know if I would know anyone else there. Also, I don’t really like Christmas.

As-yet undetermined point in the weekend: drinks with a really cute EMT who is a year younger than I am and just got back from serving in Iraq. He’s not as tall as I generally like men to be, but he looks really good, and is easy to talk to. I think he has potential to be fun. He has the same name as The Ex.



et cetera
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