Monday, September 20, 2010

and the sad thing is... I really don't care.

I'm not about to go through any of the random drama that has happened lately, oh two readers of mine, because one of you is appraised of the situation and the other could be easily with one phone call. So I will leave those details out.

You know sometime I feel lonely and whatever, and sometimes I don't. Sometimes I don't care. and I'm in a don't-care mode. Probably from all the undeserved drama circulating around me, and from the fact that I have good friends. Some of them are even MALE!

I am sick of the online dating thing even though it never got off the ground. I have to remove casual sex from the list of things I'd want... at first, however long ago I thought maybe... but no. Sex with strangers may sound appealling but I know myself well enough to know I'd never be comfortable with that situation.

So of course, the inbox is full of "I'm new in town and looking for casual sex."

The honesty (or lack of, either way) is usually appreciated by me but i can't answer that.

And guy I met ONCE forever ago still texts.

I meet these kind of people though... that suddenly remind me of the reason I'd be complaining about drama. I think we all know who he is, and any time a guy reminds me of him I want to run away screaming. I think this is bad because any aspiring writer is going to make me shriek and run... and that's pretty unfair. Or maybe the way they word things. Or I'm just a chicken, I'm not sure what the answer is.

The good thing is, I want to go to Ireland thru MATC. We'll see if that happens next fall. And, I plan on spontaneously going to New York City. I know, planning spontaneity sounds odd, but my last Memphis companion and I have decided we'll go there. And back to Memphis. Maybe Montreal if he gets his passport. Or New Orleans. And this resulted in epic hugs.

It's nice to know that I have an option to get the fuck out every once in a while with someone who needs the space from this place as much as I do sometimes, and has the lack of commitments in his life to come with me.

For that, I feel blessed. And my friends who keep me sane.

1 comment:

Smartankle said...

hmm, sounds like I need to call you because I know nothing of what's happening