the dog ate my homework

The e-mail to my best friend explaining the demise of the latest suitor...

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Re: N, again he didn't call me (or answer/call back/text/email) this past weekend. I finally called his work # on Monday to make sure he wasn't dead, and once the receptionist said he was there I said "ok, thanks, bye." He called my cell 2 minutes later from his work phone and left a message saying "I take it it was you that just called, my brother has my phone, so you can give me a call at work or vice versa."

Whaaaaaat? What does that even mean? You couldn't get it back from him even though he lives a few El stops away from you? You couldn't email me? Stop by? Send flowers? WTF?!?? So I have not called him back and he hasn't called me either and the whole thing is bullsh*t if you ask me. I'm pissed and I keep questioning myself, was I expecting too much? Was he just trying to get some action? Was it all about the chase? Are we even going to have a "break up" conversation?!? Sooooo frustrating. Part of why I haven't called you is that I almost don't even want to talk about it.

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So there you have it, dear readers, consider yourself up to date. This from a guy who pursued me since September and insisted on an exclusive relationship. What. ever.

~md

Alone Again Or...

OK, so the false alarm was a false alarm.

While I was worried about cold feet, what actually happened was a cold...apparently said suitor doesn't take being sick very well and was convinced that I gave him his cold (which I probably did ;-). Apparently he texted me with the news that he inherited my rhinovirus but somehow I didn't get the message, thus didn't respond. We had a good chat about it Saturday night and then spent some quality time together on Sunday (following the crushing disappointment of my Eagles' loss) so I think we're back on track.

Stay tuned for updates...

~md

[Note: the title of the post is a song reference; the song is originally by a band called Love but I came to know it through the Calexico version, which you can view here -- great song, thanks JS for introducing me to this version!]

an apple hit me on the head...

but it may have been a false alarm.

i can't find the exact reference, but i remember a friend comparing men to apples once, saying that when they are ready, they fall from the tree and whoever happens to be standing under the tree at that time is the one they end up with. (this theory may help explain those situations when you date someone for a while, break up, and then they marry the next person they date. sometimes there are other reasons, of course, but sometimes it's just plain timing.)

of all the suitors on my four man plan, the one who was the most patient (pursuing me to no avail since September, pre-Hurricane Kyle!) was looking like the big winner...i agreed to see him exclusively (which was what he wanted all along and i was reluctant to agree to as a devoted 4 man planner...besides, he's a bit younger which is not only against type for me but also a bit of a warning flag given what i'm looking for....) and it started off swimmingly but now i fear he's getting cold feet. we shall see, stay tuned.

~md

1, 2, 3, 4, tell me that you love me more...

I know, that song is so last year, but it captures something important about my life at the moment.

Perhaps the first go-round of the multi-dating was a bit of a bust, but round two seems a bit more interesting. There is probably only one truly viable candidate in the mix right now, but this time I'm definitely noticing that what Cindy Lu said was true: that if guys feel that they are competing for your affections, they behave differently (i.e., my phone be blowing UP lately!). So I currently have a few "vy-ers," including the one it took me 6 months to meet. (I don't think Cindy would approve of him or that protracted e-courtship, but I did notice that as soon as I mentioned that I was interested in someone else we met three days later. Hmmm. Yet he also proves the Lu-ism: "the guys that we find instantly attractive are often the worst possible choice for a girl who wants to move away from a life fraught with anxiety, drama and pain." Hear that, AH?!? See, my eyes are open! : )

So I'm having fun and it seems like a good way to start off the New Year and more evidence that my move to the Midwest was a wise one. And I'm doing my best to follow all the rules (e.g., give them a chance, be open to the unexpected, keep your legs closed... ; ) So stay tuned! And Happy New Year everyone!

~md