Have you SEEN me?

Formerly Not So Much. . .the daily musings of a 26-year-old PYT whose self-love is superceded only by her obnoxiously endearing ability to remind you at all times just how fabulous she is. Guys too stupid to realize how lucky they are to be graced with her presence? Woman with 4-pack abs climbs onto the elliptical trainer next to her? Arrives at Chick-Fil-A at 10:37, only to learn she has missed her opportunity for a chicken biscuit? She throws all these setbacks off with disdain. . .after all, have you SEEN her??

Monday, June 14, 2004

Out of the Woodwork

After getting into a ridiculous, snowballing, drunk dial argument fiasco with the guy I had informed we were only very casually dating, I think I've finally ended that for good. Thank God. Can we say IRRITATING!? His sweetness just stopped outweighing his propensity to get the hell on my nerves. So I finally just gave up and hung up on him. A few moments later, here is the voicemail he leaves me: "Hey it's me. I don't know whether we just got cut off, or you hung up on me, but if you hung up on me. . .don't return this message." Is it really necessary to tell someone who just hung up on you NOT to return the call wherein he tries to determine whether the disconnection was an accident? Is this hilarious to anyone but me?! Most of the people reading this probably heard this story in person, so forgive the rehash. . .

So then, I reignited an old flame on Saturday night. There is nothing between us but friendship, genuine enjoyment of each other's company, and a rollicking good time in the sack, but it was good for me. I needed that this weekend. And I needed to be reminded that when you're with someone cool and compatible with you, talking and interacting is easy, natural, and FUN. I just genuinely like this guy and we get along so well, and the whole time we were together, we were laughing and carrying on. It reminded me why I don't want to be with someone who makes me work too hard or makes things seem too tense. Of course. . .this guy can be a drama queen too, but now that there's no danger of him perceiving that I'm trying to pin him down, it's just fun and casual and we're on the same page. I'm still not Jewish, but we're on the same page ;-)

Then, as if my weekend hadn't been fun enough, I had briefly talked to a guy on Thursday night (while Keith was in another part of the bar. . .yeah, yeah, I'm THAT girl) and given him my number. He lives in Charleston (about 1 1/2 hours away) but he was tall and good-looking and has friends down here. I didn't really harp on it because well. . .guys don't usually call, especially on the basis of a 5 minute conversation. Well, shockingly enough, he called me last night, and wants to take me out this weekend. We talked on the phone for 2 hours! That NEVER happens. He's just a really cool guy and I think we have a lot in common. Again, talking to him was easy, natural and fun. Talking to Keith. . .awkward, stupid, and irritating (at least for the last couple weeks). The call from Charleston Brian just proves, though. . .the less you think about and harp on it, the more out of the woodwork handsome men crawl. . .

And for those who saw me Saturday, remember: "Fine then! I just won't TOUCH anything" (wild arm gesticulations). And remember why you're glad I've never dated any of you. . .when you remember how merciless I am.

|