Concussion

I can now say with authority that its possible to suffer a mild concussion by running into a wall. It happened the other night- I got the black-out and now I'm still dealing with dizzy spells and exhaustion. But what better excuse for my lack of concentration though, really? At least, in my mental fog, I don't have to feel guilty this week!

In other news, the Status-changer was true to his word. He actually appears to be a good guy. I'm seeing him again. Just for fun, I looked at what the stars had to say about our chances.

It started out like this: "You're not a particularly 'deep' person, Gemini, and your Scorpio lover has an unmatched depth of passion." Ouch. :) Well, at least it eventually ended on a semi-positive note: "This may not be a relationship that will last forever, but while it lasts, it will definitely be an exciting and passionate love affair."

Its fun to believe, isn't it?

Not Mr. Right, just Mr. Normal?

Here comes a big Saturday night in- studying. Well, if I could stop my internet distractions that is. Life is not so exciting at the moment.

I'm also hiding out from Mr. Nice Guy. He's in town this weekend and I don't have the time or desire to see him. But he just doesn't take a hint! Seriously, I don't know what to do. Why can't I ever get involved with a NORMAL, socially adept man?! (Maybe stop expecting greatness from random messages.) But then again, normal is boring.

So I told him to leave me alone. He then emails me and says I'm right and he's sorry and that he'll stop by on Sunday. Ugh. I certainly didn't try to get up on that pedestal of his, but apparently I'm still cemented up there. I am not a bitch. Why must he make me act like one?!

And then there's the status changer- he IS involved, I was right. However he said its not what I think and proceeded to swear that he's not "that guy." He wants to explain when ("when," not "if") his status changes again. Even worse, I want to hear it. And I CAN'T explain that.

Fleet Week

Random question: Why the hell does everyone get so excited for "fleet week?" Its gross. I mean, the Rose Festival is one thing, but the sailors?! I don't see flirting with them as a treat. Maybe men in uniform just don't do it for me. But I think its more than that.




RC asked me "Did you go down to the river this weekend?" And I said "Damn, I forgot- oh how I love those 19-year-olds!" RC said "You missed out on some good STDs."

Status Change

I understand that the older we get the more complicated our pasts become. I know that, inevitably, guys will be hung up on ex-girlfriends. But is it really too much to ask to have guys who show interest in me actually be single themselves?! I didn't used to think so... but my experiences have proven otherwise.

I'm going to meet up with a new guy next week- nothing serious or awkward, just a beer or two (or four) in person. The curious thing, though, is that he has just suddenly and unexpectedly changed his "status" to "in a relationship." What?!

Maybe I had the wrong impression. Maybe our scheduled beer drinking is merely meant to be a friendly chat and networking opportunity. Maybe the status change was his way of making that abundantly clear. Really, that would be fine with me. I've got another on my mind anyway... But damn, it was still frustrating...bad memories and past complications. We've all got 'em. And we just keep getting older.