…stupid…no answer to my email to HIS friend.

maybe said friend hasn’t checked his email yet. not everyone is glued to their computers. jeeesh.

LOL. all i can say is, i cannot stop laughing and now am crying.

here’s just a sample. lmao.

You know, it’s always the same with you people. When it’s time for a paper topic, what pressing issue invariably gets dialed up? Appendages scattered across Iraq? Investment bankers turning Wall Street into Chernobyl? Polar Bears incinerated at the North Pole? Nope, H.R. Puffenstuff’s gonna throw a four-page hissyfit about why at 18 he can’t gargle mass-produced beaver piss with the losers at McGuire’s tap or why those big mean L7’s won’t let him suck on a bong till his brainstem shrivels to the size of a hazelnut. For some people, evolution hits the brakes at the Persuasion Paper.

AND, if this guy isn’t married, i want to marry him. i think i’ve said that before. lol.

i’m thankful for humor, among other things

happy turkey day, people!

“he’s just not that into you” that makes me feel bad sometimes. because i know most of it is true. yeah, there are exceptions to every rule, but really, he’s right about most of it.

however.

sometimes, don’t men need to know that it’s okay for them to approach you? i mean, isn’t it okay to let them know you’re interested?

for example, i was out last night with F (my friend who shall remain nameless lest someone connect his name at some point) and we met up with two of his friends, who i’ve hung out with before. we were drinking, and had a little bit to eat, and then they said their other friend was also meeting us out.

i perked up. a new man i haven’t met before? who could he be? i wondered if he would be nice or single or handsome or my age. you know. the usual.

well.

about a half hour later, he arrived.

HE.

yes, that’s right. i will call him HE. or HIM. or THE MAN. lol. all capital letters.

we were sitting at a table on a higher level, and he came in the door and waved to his friends, but our eyes locked.

i wondered if he knew a strange woman would be there (i don’t think so).

he sauntered in, fairly tall, short brown hair, brown eyes, and such a cute smile. and he didn’t look like he was 25. more like 35 or a little older perhaps.

hmmmm. very handsome. and alone.

F had asked J and G earlier if HE was with some girl or other and they said “oh no, they aren’t together”

well.

they had all met before, so he shook everyone’s hands, but he kept his eyes on me, and finally we were introduced.

my normally shy self was less inhibited because i’d had two eiffel towers by then, so i made really good eye contact with him. because dammit, i just don’t meet all that many eligible men. he stared back.

we all ended up going to a bar where he could play pool. that was nice because we got to mingle a little more than if just sitting in a restaurant.

i don’t know that much about him, but i’m wondering how clear it was that i was interested. i asked him a lot of questions about himself, but he didn’t ask me that much. though a few times i got the distinct impression he’d been talking with his friend about me, because several times when i said something or other about myself, he responded in such a way, that he knew already (like what i do for a living). hmmm. and a couple times i felt G looking at me when he was talking to HIM. it was just my impression that he might have been asking about me.

because, here’s the thing: F and were there together. we are ONLY FRIENDS. never ever anything more. but if you didn’t know us, you might not realize that.

so i wondered if he was being reserved (because really, i caught him staring at me, and i shamelessly stared back, a bunch of times while he was playing pool) because he wasn’t sure what the deal was with F and I.

dammit.

so i did something i don’t usually do. i emailed G when i got home (yes, i was still a bit tipsy) about him. it was short, and i expressed that it wasn’t something i normally do, but i said i found his friend (HIM) interesting and i wanted him to pass on that info if it was at all appropriate to do so…

i figured he’d know what i meant. right? i mean, i know men are kinda dense when it comes to that sort of thing, but still…

i didn’t want to say anything to F, because sometimes he teases me, and i didn’t want him to fuck it up by saying something stupid to HIM at some point when i’m not there. he wouldn’t do it to be mean, but he just doesn’t always get nuance about these things (well, i suppose, i don’t either at times).

i really liked this guy. i mean, i really am interested in getting to know him. he’s a carpenter. i liked his demeanor. he seemed so easy going and sweet. buying me a drink, giving me money to put into the jukebox. all things you just do with anyone, but i liked that about him.

at one point some girl was spilling her beer all over our coats, including his, and i got pissed and told her she was spilling it, and she of course was drunk, but i picked up all the coats and moved them. he looked at me curiously and i told him, and he smiled and said thanks. i said sometimes i can be a bitch (i was pissed at her). i thought, that’s a really stupid thing to say to HIM.

but you know what? after that, he came and stood by me and blah blahhed more. it was weird. i would have thought he’d shy away from me after that.

then the same drunk girl erased everyone’s name from the chalk board, who were waiting to play pool. including his and F’s. he saw her, and came over, and she started writing her friends names. he asked her why she was doing that, clearly annoyed, but not being a jerk about it. she just laughed. he walked away shaking his head.

i just stood there until she went away, then i calmly turned and erased everything on the board. when i turned back, he was watching me, with a big smile.

lol.

anyway. i would love to go out with this guy on a date.

i’ve been calling for the universe to bring me the perfect man for me.

who knows

PS–yeah. as if he went home and emailed his friend about me. NOT. and i’m pretty sure he’s not written a long involved blog post about me either.

gee. perhaps my answer lies there.

but after a two hour interview/discussion with the director today, it looks like i’ll be offered the position sometime early next week, as long as things are “approved.”

i need everything in writing in order to make it official, for my own sanity, but it looks like i’ll be back in my first district by the beginning of next year.

the money difference involved has now reached almost 15K more. that doesn’t include several other programs (one to take 5K off my student loan and another to buy a house) i will be eligible for as well.

i cannot refuse it if it’s offered to me.

i am overwhelmed. i wasn’t expecting this. it’s exhilerating and scary and just plain unexpected.

more later…

for that other job i mentioned. called back. or so it seems. i’ve always said i loved it there, but i would never go back, because i was traumatized when i got laid off. i’m still not over that financially or probably emotionally either.

but it excites me, beyond all reason, to think about going back.

i meet with the director tomorrow after work. we shall see…