So, it's not quite official yet, but I believe I've found a new job. I'm going to be working for the tech department of a bank. The office is right in the center of Manhattan, near Grand Central, the pay is great, the work should be worthwhile, and as a nice added bonus, there's a month of training in London, so I get a free trip to Europe. I'll probably make a couple of weekend trips, maybe to France (hopefully to visit Julia!) and possibly up into the countryside of England, or possibly up to Scotland or over to Wales.
Also, I said good-bye to Dana, my med-student girlfriend. She's spending Decemberinterviewing for residency positions, and I'll be gone by the time she returns, so that was our last date. Sort of bittersweet, as you might expect. We did go to a pretty nice restaurant, though. (For those of you around Baltimore, Pazo has great Spanish food.) Then we watched The Namesake, which waxed trite at times but was basically well-executed and thoughtful. Then, we made out for like five hours. Torture, really... I don't know how I find these girls that are hell-bent on saving themselves for marriage. Maybe the notion's not as extinct as I'd previously supposed.
So, Wednesday was blueball torment, but Thursday night, I went out with Tanya and her husband and some of her friends. There was a Jamaican girl named Keisha who didn't say a whole lot, but was sort of making eyes at me through the evening. However, when it came time to leave, she'd missed her train, so I volunteered to drive her back. Once we got back to her place, I stopped in to go to the bathroom, and when I come out, she's sitting on her bed, looking at me vaguely expectantly. I go have a seat next to her, and she just brazenly turns and straddles me, kissing me pretty hard, lets up momentarily and says, "do you mind if I change?" She then simply strips off in front of me, before donning a little negligee. You can guess how it went from there, I'm sure. She liked to play rough, though (my neck is now thoroughly bruised), and between that and the sudden non-seduction, I was actually pretty put off, to the point that I performed pretty poorly. I think it just made me feel guilty about leaving Dana. I guess nothing other than splitting made sense, considering there's no chance she'll have her residency in New York and I therefore wouldn't see her except on vacations for years. Still, in bed with Keisha, I just felt kind of bad, like I ditched Dana to find someone that would put out, and ultimately, I ended up really not wanting the sex. (Yeah, I know, my male card is revoked.) On the other hand, though, at least it's an ego-booster to have a girl just decide to fuck you with no work on your part.
Oh, and if you're wondering what happened to SiawChing since the past couple entries, I just sort of gave up on her. I have no idea what she's thinking about "us." I might be able to get into a relationship with her, but with two or three weeks left until I leave the area, what's the point? Plus, she's been on vacation for a while, and I haven't actually seen her since before the last time I wrote. I am supposed to see her on Sunday, but we still haven't settled on what we're doing, so I don't know if that'll happen. I... sort of don't care, at this point. After all, it's been an entire month since I saw her, and that was only our third date(?). That, to me, sounds like it ain't happening.
Also, I said good-bye to Dana, my med-student girlfriend. She's spending Decemberinterviewing for residency positions, and I'll be gone by the time she returns, so that was our last date. Sort of bittersweet, as you might expect. We did go to a pretty nice restaurant, though. (For those of you around Baltimore, Pazo has great Spanish food.) Then we watched The Namesake, which waxed trite at times but was basically well-executed and thoughtful. Then, we made out for like five hours. Torture, really... I don't know how I find these girls that are hell-bent on saving themselves for marriage. Maybe the notion's not as extinct as I'd previously supposed.
So, Wednesday was blueball torment, but Thursday night, I went out with Tanya and her husband and some of her friends. There was a Jamaican girl named Keisha who didn't say a whole lot, but was sort of making eyes at me through the evening. However, when it came time to leave, she'd missed her train, so I volunteered to drive her back. Once we got back to her place, I stopped in to go to the bathroom, and when I come out, she's sitting on her bed, looking at me vaguely expectantly. I go have a seat next to her, and she just brazenly turns and straddles me, kissing me pretty hard, lets up momentarily and says, "do you mind if I change?" She then simply strips off in front of me, before donning a little negligee. You can guess how it went from there, I'm sure. She liked to play rough, though (my neck is now thoroughly bruised), and between that and the sudden non-seduction, I was actually pretty put off, to the point that I performed pretty poorly. I think it just made me feel guilty about leaving Dana. I guess nothing other than splitting made sense, considering there's no chance she'll have her residency in New York and I therefore wouldn't see her except on vacations for years. Still, in bed with Keisha, I just felt kind of bad, like I ditched Dana to find someone that would put out, and ultimately, I ended up really not wanting the sex. (Yeah, I know, my male card is revoked.) On the other hand, though, at least it's an ego-booster to have a girl just decide to fuck you with no work on your part.
Oh, and if you're wondering what happened to SiawChing since the past couple entries, I just sort of gave up on her. I have no idea what she's thinking about "us." I might be able to get into a relationship with her, but with two or three weeks left until I leave the area, what's the point? Plus, she's been on vacation for a while, and I haven't actually seen her since before the last time I wrote. I am supposed to see her on Sunday, but we still haven't settled on what we're doing, so I don't know if that'll happen. I... sort of don't care, at this point. After all, it's been an entire month since I saw her, and that was only our third date(?). That, to me, sounds like it ain't happening.