Second date update! heh. I hope you enjoy this--my girl-talk buddy has been busy with her long-distance boyfriend, so I'm spilling here. Picture a plate of sushi and a beer between us while reading this, and those of you who know my voice can picture me giggling. 
So I figured out what it is that puts me off about this boy. He reminds me of the Evil Ex. (It's a story I don't care to recount most of, but let's just say that I was 19, he was 25, and it ended with him leaving our apartment with $900 in bills that I had to pay off, and used condoms and KY-jelly strewn about).
S. does not really look like him, and is MUCH sweeter, more responsible, and I can pretty much tell a better human being than the Evil Ex. But it's unnerving that certain mannerisms and such remind me of someone who so thoroughly traumatized me.
However, I believe in exorcising demons. So we made out on the roof of a building for almost an hour.
I also had dinner yesterday with the guy from the tattoo shop, who is a full-time martial artist. I don't know if he's interested in me--I kinda think so, but we'll see.
Anybody else HATE waiting for medical tests to come back? Even when it's something routine and you're just checking for minor issues, I completely convince myself that I've got AIDS, cancer, ebola, SARS, and anthrax all rolled into one. Of course, this scenario is terribly unlikely. (Don't worry, it's no big deal. But for any an all women who read this--DO NOT EVER GO ON DEPO-PROVERA.)
S. just called to tell me that he had a lovely time last night, he has been enjoying my company, and he would like to see me again soon. Someone trained this boy right.
He might even be that elusive thing--a man. (where is McQueen when I need him to comment?)
So I figured out what it is that puts me off about this boy. He reminds me of the Evil Ex. (It's a story I don't care to recount most of, but let's just say that I was 19, he was 25, and it ended with him leaving our apartment with $900 in bills that I had to pay off, and used condoms and KY-jelly strewn about).
S. does not really look like him, and is MUCH sweeter, more responsible, and I can pretty much tell a better human being than the Evil Ex. But it's unnerving that certain mannerisms and such remind me of someone who so thoroughly traumatized me.
However, I believe in exorcising demons. So we made out on the roof of a building for almost an hour.
I also had dinner yesterday with the guy from the tattoo shop, who is a full-time martial artist. I don't know if he's interested in me--I kinda think so, but we'll see.
Anybody else HATE waiting for medical tests to come back? Even when it's something routine and you're just checking for minor issues, I completely convince myself that I've got AIDS, cancer, ebola, SARS, and anthrax all rolled into one. Of course, this scenario is terribly unlikely. (Don't worry, it's no big deal. But for any an all women who read this--DO NOT EVER GO ON DEPO-PROVERA.)
S. just called to tell me that he had a lovely time last night, he has been enjoying my company, and he would like to see me again soon. Someone trained this boy right.
He might even be that elusive thing--a man. (where is McQueen when I need him to comment?)
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i totally thought of something yesterday i was going to tell you, but it seems i've forgotten it.
yeah, i remember giving her the sticker, and you gushing blood from your head, and her giving me a really weird look.