It amazes me. There is someone I work with who I thought was similar to me...but I now have come to a new conclusion. Either her sheltered enviroment has tainted her in peculiar ways...or If I was a woman then I would be corrupt, close-minded, self-absorbed,.annoying...delusional,...and just generally suck at life...I would hate myself..and probably pay people to punch me in the face.....but anyway you slice it, I now have a new hobby and she isn't going to like it.....its kinda like those scences in scary movies when the unsuspecting and stupid cannon fodder release the monster.
Well in happier news the Squirrel and I are going to the bar tonight...to eat ,drink...and be merry...or whatever you call that feeling when everything gets fuzzy.
Well in happier news the Squirrel and I are going to the bar tonight...to eat ,drink...and be merry...or whatever you call that feeling when everything gets fuzzy.
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I have only felt that way once. Unfortunately he was married. By the time I realized I was falling in love with him he was such a huge part of my life that I couldn't let go. Or thought I couldn't. Especially since it was so obvious that he had feelings for me as well. In fact, at first I resisted his friendship because I didn't want to deal with him falling too hard for me.
Anyway, after years of waiting for him to end his unhappy marriage, I realized it was never going to happen. He would never do it. He was willing to settle for what he called the most emotionally satisfying friendship he had ever had. I wasn't. It got too hard. It was like spending all your time cooking gourmet meals. No matter how much you love cooking, eventually you want to eat.
So I finally moved on. But I miss him. Best friend I ever had. Not really an "ex" but more important to me than any ex I have ever had. Never my lover. But the love of my life. The only one I ever loved. Knowing that he loved me too, but not enough to take a risk, only makes it harder. It would be easier if my love were unrequited.
Especially since he won't let go either. Still trying to be friends.
Bad girl? Me. Although I have no tats and only conventional ear piercings.
Yes. There is room for romance. But not in every relationship. For some it doesn't fit. You have to find the right one.
Your club sounds cool. I don't know what I would want in a club. I am getting old. Clubs are becoming less and less appealing to me. Although I love the Idea of a ring in a club. If I can do a little dancing and a little fighting I would be one happy girl.
For a while anyway.
[Edited on Apr 22, 2005 1:21AM]