Thursday, February 12, 2009

1. I was rejected, admittedly, for the 1st time in my life, and it was by a guy whose bones I would have jumped in a hot minute if he had only asked! It was a quick 2 week affair. I found his card, which he had given me about 3 weeks prior but which I had stashed in a fold in my purse because I was in a "relationship" with BMF at the time (I pride myself in being a good girlfriend). Anyway, I call him and we have about 4 really great phone conversations. We run into each other at the club twice and hang out briefly, but we don't actually go on a date because I'm wating for him to ask. Except he never does...What he DOES do however, is call me after a "boring" night at the club, picks me up in his cute sporty convertible and we drive up to a pier and talk for about 4 hours - about everything! Politics, Family, Love, Relationships, Future Goals. It was beautiful. He drops me back home, walks me to my door, gives me a hug goodnight and I melt behind my closed door. I text him the next day about something funny he had said the night before and NADA! He doesn't reply, call, stop - by. NOTHING!

Damn! And he was so sexy! The kind of sexy that makes you wanna forsake all proper upbringing and just do what your body is telling you to do! But, alas, everything happens for a reason. Sucker's probably got some STD I didn't need to be contracting, anyway!

2. BMF was stalking me for a while: drunk-dialing me and cursing me out (ME!? The one who was cheated on!), then calling me, while parked outside my house, to tell me he loves me and misses me. I politely asked him to leave me alone and he complied...for all of 2 1/2 weeks. Last Saturday he sent me 7 texts proclaiming his love for me and now...tonight...I've agreed to meet him somewhere because he "wants to talk to me!" Lawd, help me! What could he possibly have to say for himself? I'm just working up the courage not to cry in front of him or slap him up-side the head. Details will be forthcoming...

3. On another, lighter note: I'm being very actively pursued by a security guard at work. He has a sweet persistence about him. Even though I keep playing the none-too-subtle friend card, he keeps stopping by, calling, doing and saying things to get me to smile. I hadn't given him the time of day before because I don't think about the men I work with - too tricky. He's an average looking guy and incredibly sweet. I enjoy talking to him but I know this won't go anywhere. I've told him that and he claims to be okay with just our conversations. So I'm gonna sit back and enjoy the distraction he provides! Sometimes, a girl needs a reason to smile!