i can't decide
i know i change my mind more than my underwear (if i wore any)...but i think i'm done with dating for a while. i'm really bored with men lately. how perfect a fwb sitch would be...alas, that is harder to find than you'd think. i'm a picky bitch, even for a guy i'm just gonna hump.
i had a fun evening out on sunday. i dimly lit pub, captain and cokes, a young cutie for company***, and some actually entertaining open mic particpants (don't even get me started on the dyke-y chick singing tenatious d songs). the night finally ended at 5am with some hours of activity which later developed into a hand-shaped bruise on my right boob and left outer thigh. do not fret, readers, i bruise like a peach... so there was no foul play.
and now, no regrets of course (in true sandi style), but i am left just as ambivalent as previous posts. i thought perhaps this encounter would push me over the edge into a life of wild abandon with hordes of young hunks. nope. i couldn't be so lucky. instead i feel numb, jaded and a little "whatever" regarding me making any attempts to deal with the male species. what is the cause for my blah? have i just not met any guy i deem worthy of my attention? can i just not be bothered? am i too hurt by prior events that i am just incapable of giving anything? am i so self-centered that i wouldn't notice anyway? ok the last one was sarcasm, kids.
ok, for hereon out i will focus on myself. i think it has been clear enough from the universe that i am not ready for dealings with dudes. what more am i waiting for? no more wishy-washy sandi. maybe i will give myself a short time limit, then see how i feel. i don't like definites, and i'm commitment-phobic. alright-no dates for one month. starting tomorrow, 5/27/06, which coincindentally is my BIRTHDAY!
i will report back on 6/27/06 for how i'm faring. until then, you will have to settle for quips about other aspects of my life.
-luv issuegirl
***if i see him again, does that constitute as "dating" and thereby breaking my vow? to get around this, i will classify any & all activity with said guy as "hangin out" or "fooling around". that way i get my cake and eat it too.
i had a fun evening out on sunday. i dimly lit pub, captain and cokes, a young cutie for company***, and some actually entertaining open mic particpants (don't even get me started on the dyke-y chick singing tenatious d songs). the night finally ended at 5am with some hours of activity which later developed into a hand-shaped bruise on my right boob and left outer thigh. do not fret, readers, i bruise like a peach... so there was no foul play.
and now, no regrets of course (in true sandi style), but i am left just as ambivalent as previous posts. i thought perhaps this encounter would push me over the edge into a life of wild abandon with hordes of young hunks. nope. i couldn't be so lucky. instead i feel numb, jaded and a little "whatever" regarding me making any attempts to deal with the male species. what is the cause for my blah? have i just not met any guy i deem worthy of my attention? can i just not be bothered? am i too hurt by prior events that i am just incapable of giving anything? am i so self-centered that i wouldn't notice anyway? ok the last one was sarcasm, kids.
ok, for hereon out i will focus on myself. i think it has been clear enough from the universe that i am not ready for dealings with dudes. what more am i waiting for? no more wishy-washy sandi. maybe i will give myself a short time limit, then see how i feel. i don't like definites, and i'm commitment-phobic. alright-no dates for one month. starting tomorrow, 5/27/06, which coincindentally is my BIRTHDAY!
i will report back on 6/27/06 for how i'm faring. until then, you will have to settle for quips about other aspects of my life.
-luv issuegirl
***if i see him again, does that constitute as "dating" and thereby breaking my vow? to get around this, i will classify any & all activity with said guy as "hangin out" or "fooling around". that way i get my cake and eat it too.
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