Seen on Status Shuffle... not enough nerve to actually post it on my fb page...
I will never be your first kiss, first love, first valentine, first fight, or first date but I'm not in this to be your first anything, I just want to be your last.
I've been saying this since the start of my relationship with the Gipper. It's nice to actually see it in print.
The saga continues. He called and left me a message on Sunday that my reasoning for not talking was "flawed". I gave him a few hours to stew a bit and then called him back. I think he was hoping he'd be cute an adorable and everything could go back to the way it was. But I wasn't giving an inch. I told him to call me when he was ready to do something serious with me. He told first, that how would he be able to know if he didn't see me. That essentially that he'd forget me if I wasn't part of his daily life. Then he changed it to he wasn't ever going to feel that way for me, never had, etc, etc. So essentially I was writing him out of my life, and if that's what I wanted... He said that when people flush him out of their lives, he flushes them out of his. It escalated to an almost shouting match, with it ending with him telling me to have a good life.
That night I woke up around 2am with a panic.anxiety attack. i felt like I couldn't breathe,and there was an ache in my chest I haven't felt in a very very long time. if ever. I had a feeling he was going to unfriend me on facebook. so I checked and he had.
The next morning I texted him cause I wanted to clear things up a bit. I wanted him to understand at least a little and not be so angry. Hurt I understood, just not angry. I asked him was I really so unimportant to him that he would forget me if he didn't talk to me everyday. He responded that I had told him not to contact him. that i didn't want to be his friend anymore. that i had essentially dumped him as a friend. he said that i treated him worse than eve people who are his enemies do. He was really taking it hard. so I called him and we spoke a bit. we determined that we really were at an impassse: I wanted him to contact me when he had feelings for me but he didn't think he ever would. He wanted me to get over him, but I don't know if I ever will. So I told him it wasn't that i didn't want to be his friend, but I needed a lot of space, especially if I was to have even a fighting chance of trying to get over him. How could I do that if he was constantly up front a personal. so we decided in he can contact me once every other week. We'll see how it goes. That last time, it only took him from Friday morning until Sunday afternoon. He hasn't re-friended me, though, which means that he's either trying to punish me (probably) or doesn't want the temptation to contact me by know when I'm online (probably also). He also took himself off okcupid. He did say they latest dish (Vietnamese, I think) was going well. But there have been others.I give it not that long. Possibly longer than the others, but not too long. Again. we'll see.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
I will always love you Gipper, Don't ever forget that
Yesterday was probably one of the hardest days of my life. I told the Gipper I couldn't see him anymore until he was ready to try something serious with me. I asked him not to contact me and told him I wouldn't be contacting him. He tried to talk me out of it. He was like, "well maybe I could call you every other day". Then after talking a bit more, he was like, "well I give you space and when you're ready..." and I stopped him. I said, "I won't be calling you. So when you're ready, pleas, PLEASE call me. Even if you hear that I'm seeing someone. Even if you hear that I'm engaged to someone. I want you to still call me, beacuse I will have a right to be a part of that decision then."
Then he was like, "I wish there was somehting I could do that would totoally piss you off at me." And I said, "But it wouldn't change the fact that I love you. I would be pissed at you for a while but I would still love you."
He told me he understood. That that was what had happened between him and the strip chick. She had helped him towards the end of his marriage. But they slept together and he had feelings for her and she didn't for him. So he understood. He also this past weekend had been telling me that if she were in the area still he would totally be into her and all over her, etc. But he know that that would be big mistake and make a huge mess of things and so he was glad that she moved a while ago up to Upstate New York.They are still friends though, so he assumed he could have the same kind of relationship with me. The difference I think though is that although he could be "all into her", he doesn't necessarily love her. I know he loves me. Although he did tell me last weekend that it's her he measures every other girl next to. I know that doesn't include me cause I think he holds me in my own little spot, away from everything else. When he tells me not to put him on a pedestal, I think it's me who has been put on a pedestal. He didn't bring up anything about this having to do with me being jealous. It went better than I thought, considering both our hearts were breaking.
I realized this morning, after mulling everythgin over, that he needs to resolve in himself whatever his feelingsare for strip chick before he can start something with me. All these other online dating chicks are just friviolous fun. Even if he gets into something long term with one of them, it won't be deeply serious, you know? When he told me when we tried dating he felt like he was cheating on someone, I just assumed it ws me, but maybe it was a little bit her too.
Anyway,I can only wait and see what happens. I pulled a spread on tarot.com about if it was the right decision to back away, and they all say yes. Almost every card int he spread, said, yes, give him space, some time and it will work itself out in the end. Which I guess it alwasy does. i just hope it works out the way i would like it to. But either way. I hope it works itself out for him too as well as for me.
I won't ever find someone like him. Someone who I so completely am in sync with. Gipper. I love you and I always always will. I hope you know that.
Then he was like, "I wish there was somehting I could do that would totoally piss you off at me." And I said, "But it wouldn't change the fact that I love you. I would be pissed at you for a while but I would still love you."
He told me he understood. That that was what had happened between him and the strip chick. She had helped him towards the end of his marriage. But they slept together and he had feelings for her and she didn't for him. So he understood. He also this past weekend had been telling me that if she were in the area still he would totally be into her and all over her, etc. But he know that that would be big mistake and make a huge mess of things and so he was glad that she moved a while ago up to Upstate New York.They are still friends though, so he assumed he could have the same kind of relationship with me. The difference I think though is that although he could be "all into her", he doesn't necessarily love her. I know he loves me. Although he did tell me last weekend that it's her he measures every other girl next to. I know that doesn't include me cause I think he holds me in my own little spot, away from everything else. When he tells me not to put him on a pedestal, I think it's me who has been put on a pedestal. He didn't bring up anything about this having to do with me being jealous. It went better than I thought, considering both our hearts were breaking.
I realized this morning, after mulling everythgin over, that he needs to resolve in himself whatever his feelingsare for strip chick before he can start something with me. All these other online dating chicks are just friviolous fun. Even if he gets into something long term with one of them, it won't be deeply serious, you know? When he told me when we tried dating he felt like he was cheating on someone, I just assumed it ws me, but maybe it was a little bit her too.
Anyway,I can only wait and see what happens. I pulled a spread on tarot.com about if it was the right decision to back away, and they all say yes. Almost every card int he spread, said, yes, give him space, some time and it will work itself out in the end. Which I guess it alwasy does. i just hope it works out the way i would like it to. But either way. I hope it works itself out for him too as well as for me.
I won't ever find someone like him. Someone who I so completely am in sync with. Gipper. I love you and I always always will. I hope you know that.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Dear Gipper, I am leaving you
Dear Gipper,
I am leaving you. I know this may come as a shock. I know you thought we could just go on as we are indefinitely, but I just emotionally can't handle it anymore. You know how I feel about you. And deep down, you know how you feel too. You just aren't ready to make a commitment yet, at least not to me. Perhaps not to anyone at the moment, but I don't plan on sticking around to find out.
I love you. In my deepest part of my heart and soul I know this to be true. I also know that you love me. I truly do believe we are soul mates and meant to be together, but you need to discover this on your own. If I keep hanging around, and you keep calling me back to you, you won't ever have the opportunity to come to that conclusion. Who knows how long things would go on the way they are then?
I love spending time with you and talking to you and listening and being goofy with you. But right now you're so consumed with all your dating. Which is great. That's what you need to do and that's what you want to do, and so that's what you should be doing. How else will you discover that I'm the best thing out there for you? When you call me and all you can talk about is the latest flavor of the month, eh week... um day? How do you think it makes me feel? Shaving her pussy in the shower? Shaving your chest for her and having to get the rest waxed cause you're so hairy (which by the way I love your hairy chest and was heartbroken that you got it all waxed)? Butt licking? Twister in your bed on Valentines day? Really? You really think I really want/need to hear all this?
Please put yourself in my position. Imagine for a moment that you were head over heels in love with me (which by the way, I am convinced that you actually are) and ready and willing to tell me so/do something about it. But I, having recently gotten out of my relationship with Ren Boy (which BTW, seems to have happened around the same time you moved into your parents, June-ish was it?) and discovering how much fun it was to go out and have friends and date, didn't want to be tied down just yet. I knew you were someone special, and probably the one I would want to settle down with, but I just wasn't there yet, you know? I still wanted to keep you around, I mean G-d we have fun, don't we? I have some of my best giggle fits with you. And we just "get" each other, you know? We almost feed off of each other in our snarkiness. You wanted more, but I just couldn't agree to that. You said you understood, but wanted to at least be my friend. I agreed that you were special, but that you shouldn't wait for me... Go out, date some girls, have fun, like me! I mean, I wouldn't want that on my conscious that you were just pining away for me, would I?
So, put yourself in that situation... Got it? Good. Now... how would you feel if I then proceeded to tell you about all those guys I was dating? How big they were? How they just filled me up, and I couldn't get enough? How I was inviting them over, or going to their place for all weekend long 2 person orgies? How would you cope? How long would you be able to sustain just being my friend before you snapped? Well, here I am. I'm snapping. And unfortunately, it's tearing me up inside. I'm having a hard time sleeping, concentrating, thinking about much else other than you. Do you realize that even when I masterbate, it's your face I see and your name I call out?
I need some space. I need to be able to focus on work, passing the GREs and getting into Drexel, selling the house (G-d willing) and moving, not jumping every time I see the phone ring to see if it's you (yes, I've turned into that girl) and getting myself into a place where I feel good about myself again. Because you see, because of this "arangement" we have, and the way you've been somewhat taking advantage of me and the situation, I've been bit by bit starting to get that "what's wrong with me?" complex that I worked so hard to get rid of. "What's wrong with me that you don't want me?" "what's wrong with me that you're telling me that you're not ready to date, but yet you're are dating and sleeping with all these other girls?" "Is my ass too small?" (there's one I never thought I'd be asking myself!) "Are my boobs too big?" (There's another one) "Is my vag going to be too big for you?" I mean really, some of these I've never contemplated before in my life. I can't believe I'm thinking them now. I swore I would never let a man do this to me, especially after Mr Scorpio, but here I am, in the same mess again, or at least similar.
I want you to know that I'm doing this because I love you that much. It is because you mean so much to me that I can't watch what you're doing. I will love you forever. And I mean that. At times, I think we have loved each other forever, and know each other from previous lives. (Even though I know you think that's hooey.) If you ever need anything, you're hurt, or something traumatic, I'll always be there for you. I'm not taking away my friendship, that will remain as strong as it always has been since the day G-d sent you to me. But I'm just placing you on the back burner for now, much as you have to me. When you're ready for something serious with me, when you've had your fill of all the little Asian pussies out there you can find to schtupt, call me, please. I won't judge you. I won't dismiss you. I will truly, very much want to hear from you. Even if you hear through the grapevine that I'm seeig someone (cause I will try and get out there and date some) I need you to promise me that you'll call. If we see each other at group events, know that I will very much want to see you, and will need that hug that only you can give me.
You've been asking me over and over again how can you make it so that you don't hurt me. And telling me over and over that this is what you need to do and therefore what you need from me. Well, Mr Gipper, this is what I need from you. Please don't hate me and try to understand that this will hurt me more than you can possibly imagine.
I love you.
Katy
I am leaving you. I know this may come as a shock. I know you thought we could just go on as we are indefinitely, but I just emotionally can't handle it anymore. You know how I feel about you. And deep down, you know how you feel too. You just aren't ready to make a commitment yet, at least not to me. Perhaps not to anyone at the moment, but I don't plan on sticking around to find out.
I love you. In my deepest part of my heart and soul I know this to be true. I also know that you love me. I truly do believe we are soul mates and meant to be together, but you need to discover this on your own. If I keep hanging around, and you keep calling me back to you, you won't ever have the opportunity to come to that conclusion. Who knows how long things would go on the way they are then?
I love spending time with you and talking to you and listening and being goofy with you. But right now you're so consumed with all your dating. Which is great. That's what you need to do and that's what you want to do, and so that's what you should be doing. How else will you discover that I'm the best thing out there for you? When you call me and all you can talk about is the latest flavor of the month, eh week... um day? How do you think it makes me feel? Shaving her pussy in the shower? Shaving your chest for her and having to get the rest waxed cause you're so hairy (which by the way I love your hairy chest and was heartbroken that you got it all waxed)? Butt licking? Twister in your bed on Valentines day? Really? You really think I really want/need to hear all this?
Please put yourself in my position. Imagine for a moment that you were head over heels in love with me (which by the way, I am convinced that you actually are) and ready and willing to tell me so/do something about it. But I, having recently gotten out of my relationship with Ren Boy (which BTW, seems to have happened around the same time you moved into your parents, June-ish was it?) and discovering how much fun it was to go out and have friends and date, didn't want to be tied down just yet. I knew you were someone special, and probably the one I would want to settle down with, but I just wasn't there yet, you know? I still wanted to keep you around, I mean G-d we have fun, don't we? I have some of my best giggle fits with you. And we just "get" each other, you know? We almost feed off of each other in our snarkiness. You wanted more, but I just couldn't agree to that. You said you understood, but wanted to at least be my friend. I agreed that you were special, but that you shouldn't wait for me... Go out, date some girls, have fun, like me! I mean, I wouldn't want that on my conscious that you were just pining away for me, would I?
So, put yourself in that situation... Got it? Good. Now... how would you feel if I then proceeded to tell you about all those guys I was dating? How big they were? How they just filled me up, and I couldn't get enough? How I was inviting them over, or going to their place for all weekend long 2 person orgies? How would you cope? How long would you be able to sustain just being my friend before you snapped? Well, here I am. I'm snapping. And unfortunately, it's tearing me up inside. I'm having a hard time sleeping, concentrating, thinking about much else other than you. Do you realize that even when I masterbate, it's your face I see and your name I call out?
I need some space. I need to be able to focus on work, passing the GREs and getting into Drexel, selling the house (G-d willing) and moving, not jumping every time I see the phone ring to see if it's you (yes, I've turned into that girl) and getting myself into a place where I feel good about myself again. Because you see, because of this "arangement" we have, and the way you've been somewhat taking advantage of me and the situation, I've been bit by bit starting to get that "what's wrong with me?" complex that I worked so hard to get rid of. "What's wrong with me that you don't want me?" "what's wrong with me that you're telling me that you're not ready to date, but yet you're are dating and sleeping with all these other girls?" "Is my ass too small?" (there's one I never thought I'd be asking myself!) "Are my boobs too big?" (There's another one) "Is my vag going to be too big for you?" I mean really, some of these I've never contemplated before in my life. I can't believe I'm thinking them now. I swore I would never let a man do this to me, especially after Mr Scorpio, but here I am, in the same mess again, or at least similar.
I want you to know that I'm doing this because I love you that much. It is because you mean so much to me that I can't watch what you're doing. I will love you forever. And I mean that. At times, I think we have loved each other forever, and know each other from previous lives. (Even though I know you think that's hooey.) If you ever need anything, you're hurt, or something traumatic, I'll always be there for you. I'm not taking away my friendship, that will remain as strong as it always has been since the day G-d sent you to me. But I'm just placing you on the back burner for now, much as you have to me. When you're ready for something serious with me, when you've had your fill of all the little Asian pussies out there you can find to schtupt, call me, please. I won't judge you. I won't dismiss you. I will truly, very much want to hear from you. Even if you hear through the grapevine that I'm seeig someone (cause I will try and get out there and date some) I need you to promise me that you'll call. If we see each other at group events, know that I will very much want to see you, and will need that hug that only you can give me.
You've been asking me over and over again how can you make it so that you don't hurt me. And telling me over and over that this is what you need to do and therefore what you need from me. Well, Mr Gipper, this is what I need from you. Please don't hate me and try to understand that this will hurt me more than you can possibly imagine.
I love you.
Katy
Sunday, February 6, 2011
2.6.11
The Gipper is so totally going to drive me to drink. So this whole week he's been not calling me so much, sort of holding back. He'll call during the day and we'll only have like a 20 minute conversation. I thought it was kind of weird, but I know he's going out on dates almost every night. And although he says that he's been thinking that it may be kind of mean/rude to be telling me all of this when he know how I feel, I think it may be his mom or sister or maybe even Boobs who's been talking to him. Anyway, when i went out to dinner with Rabbis Daughter and he automatically assumed it was date with a guy,I didn't correct him. Today he brought it up again, and told me he was upset because he thought I was keeping something from him. So I laughed and said it was Rabbi's daughter, nothing to tell! Men!
Meanwhile he came Wednesday night to drop off the baklava, which was very good, although I was hoping he might have brought something chocolate, but the baklava literally melts in your mouth. I thought he was just going to drop it of and run, but he stayed for about two hours, and when the Princess came home she was all pissy, of course. Demanding who's Mercedes was in the lot, and then told him that he had left the car door open. Whoot! She even said later, this morning actually, that whole night was something a boyfriend would do, the gift, in the middle of the week, leaving the car door open!. Please G-d, if you listening, let him pull his head out of his ass a little quicker than he is and let me be the one he wants and winds up with forever at the end of all this.
Today he's taking me to Beau Monde for breakfast. He's been feeling bad that I keep going out to brunch with the girls and not with him, so I told him why don't we go out this weekend. He then brought up this place in Exton that he knows and has mentioned before. But he said we'd have to be up really early cause they get really busy. However, midway through the week, he said that his new partner is coming to get keys to the office and be shown around and such, so we would have to go somewhere closer and later, so I suggested Beau Monde. I'm kind of slick like that. Hah! I'll have to let you know how it goes.
Meanwhile he came Wednesday night to drop off the baklava, which was very good, although I was hoping he might have brought something chocolate, but the baklava literally melts in your mouth. I thought he was just going to drop it of and run, but he stayed for about two hours, and when the Princess came home she was all pissy, of course. Demanding who's Mercedes was in the lot, and then told him that he had left the car door open. Whoot! She even said later, this morning actually, that whole night was something a boyfriend would do, the gift, in the middle of the week, leaving the car door open!. Please G-d, if you listening, let him pull his head out of his ass a little quicker than he is and let me be the one he wants and winds up with forever at the end of all this.
Today he's taking me to Beau Monde for breakfast. He's been feeling bad that I keep going out to brunch with the girls and not with him, so I told him why don't we go out this weekend. He then brought up this place in Exton that he knows and has mentioned before. But he said we'd have to be up really early cause they get really busy. However, midway through the week, he said that his new partner is coming to get keys to the office and be shown around and such, so we would have to go somewhere closer and later, so I suggested Beau Monde. I'm kind of slick like that. Hah! I'll have to let you know how it goes.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
2.2.11
Dinner with Rabbi's Daughter last night at Maggianos. Shrink didn't make it. It was good times, good conversation and the food... delish! Although I ate way too much and by the time I got home I was feeling kind of sick. We talkesd about a bunch of nothing, boys (of course), GRE's, how my horoscope for Feb (several sources) talk about that this may be the month that the house sells, or at least goes under contract.
Daughter gave me a pearl of wisdom at the end of the night as I told he the Gipper is being quieter than usual. She said, "You don't talk about those you're dating/abut your dates with the one you like/love. But you do talk about the one you like/love to your/on your dates." Let's hope she's right. My mom tempered to be you talk about the one you love on your dates until you realize that's what you're doing. He's cut back calling me to once a day around lunch time/early afternoon for the past couple of days. But today he called this morning while i was on the train. I couldn't really talk since I don't like talking on the train. but he'll drop of his "thank you gift" tonight after work. I'll slightly confirm our Sunday brunch date/meetup. I'm sure he doesn't want to call it a date. Somehow, he thinks that dinner last night for me was a date. I didn't say either was, but I didn't exactly correct him either. We'll see where this leads. there are several guys on match.com though that i might be interested enough to go out with. I just can't get online with it at work. I'll have to wait until I get home.
2:00pm - So I haven't heard from him since this morning and he hasn't been on fb or jdate all day. I wonder what's up. He's probably just on the road today for work. I think I'm just over analyzing things. But I'll see him tonight! We had a conversation, maybe a week ago?, where he texted me that he just doesn't wan to hurt me but he doesn't know how to do that. So I told him it's probably unavoidable. But that he needs to get his head out of his ass and we'd all be a lot happier. He wrote back that he thinks he needs to keep it up there awhile while he goes through this quest he's on. I told him, I'll have to start calling him Sir Galahad. He got a kick out of that. :)
2:40pm ok. I';m definitely obsessing too much. he just called. to tell me that his partner's wife's Mercedes that he's driving for the time being handles exactly like my car!! I told him, I know. that's why my car is awesome! Hah! Then he told me he got Baklava, since he's horrible at keeping secrets. (Note to self: will have to remember this) Then he told me he's actually liking the dating thing, meeting new people, checking out new places, etc, etc. We'll see where this all goes.
3:30pm Apparently Gipper went to the same special school as the Bro. He told me he got his GED, or actually,I'm trying to remember. he may have just let me make that assumption. Small world indeed. and he called me again to ask me. Me's thinking of me,and at least he's not being weird. I think when he's weird I just need to let it go. It probably has more to do with the cosmos than with me directly. Speaking of cosmos, we really should call Kathleen and set up an appointment to go see her. It would be nice to see her and it would be nice to get a reading. I'm so curious about the Gipper. I feel with all my soul that he's my beshert and I am his. But sometimes it's nice to have a bit of confirmation, you know? Plus it might be nice to know how long he's planning on putting us through this particular mishagos. I know there will be plenty of other mishogos to contend with with him. But if I'm actually with him, relationship, married, children, whatever, I'll deal with whatever else comes down the pike. Don't I always?
Daughter gave me a pearl of wisdom at the end of the night as I told he the Gipper is being quieter than usual. She said, "You don't talk about those you're dating/abut your dates with the one you like/love. But you do talk about the one you like/love to your/on your dates." Let's hope she's right. My mom tempered to be you talk about the one you love on your dates until you realize that's what you're doing. He's cut back calling me to once a day around lunch time/early afternoon for the past couple of days. But today he called this morning while i was on the train. I couldn't really talk since I don't like talking on the train. but he'll drop of his "thank you gift" tonight after work. I'll slightly confirm our Sunday brunch date/meetup. I'm sure he doesn't want to call it a date. Somehow, he thinks that dinner last night for me was a date. I didn't say either was, but I didn't exactly correct him either. We'll see where this leads. there are several guys on match.com though that i might be interested enough to go out with. I just can't get online with it at work. I'll have to wait until I get home.
2:00pm - So I haven't heard from him since this morning and he hasn't been on fb or jdate all day. I wonder what's up. He's probably just on the road today for work. I think I'm just over analyzing things. But I'll see him tonight! We had a conversation, maybe a week ago?, where he texted me that he just doesn't wan to hurt me but he doesn't know how to do that. So I told him it's probably unavoidable. But that he needs to get his head out of his ass and we'd all be a lot happier. He wrote back that he thinks he needs to keep it up there awhile while he goes through this quest he's on. I told him, I'll have to start calling him Sir Galahad. He got a kick out of that. :)
2:40pm ok. I';m definitely obsessing too much. he just called. to tell me that his partner's wife's Mercedes that he's driving for the time being handles exactly like my car!! I told him, I know. that's why my car is awesome! Hah! Then he told me he got Baklava, since he's horrible at keeping secrets. (Note to self: will have to remember this) Then he told me he's actually liking the dating thing, meeting new people, checking out new places, etc, etc. We'll see where this all goes.
3:30pm Apparently Gipper went to the same special school as the Bro. He told me he got his GED, or actually,I'm trying to remember. he may have just let me make that assumption. Small world indeed. and he called me again to ask me. Me's thinking of me,and at least he's not being weird. I think when he's weird I just need to let it go. It probably has more to do with the cosmos than with me directly. Speaking of cosmos, we really should call Kathleen and set up an appointment to go see her. It would be nice to see her and it would be nice to get a reading. I'm so curious about the Gipper. I feel with all my soul that he's my beshert and I am his. But sometimes it's nice to have a bit of confirmation, you know? Plus it might be nice to know how long he's planning on putting us through this particular mishagos. I know there will be plenty of other mishogos to contend with with him. But if I'm actually with him, relationship, married, children, whatever, I'll deal with whatever else comes down the pike. Don't I always?
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
2.1.11
The Gipper called me once yesterday, around lunch time. A far cry from his multiple times everyday. I wonder if he's consciously cutting back. weaning himself off of me for the time being so to speak. I did get him to commit to a Sunday brunch, and I actually think he's thinking of going to this place in Exton (i think) that he's mentioned a couple of times. A trip, albeit small one, with him would be nice. I love the time I get to spend with him. We'll see how his social plans wrap up for the weekend and if he remembers and if we really go. I hope so!
I've been checking out apartments online. I've been looking in NJ since I think to start, I really need to focus on the biggest bang for my buck, which of course will be in NJ. Allison Apts and Ryans Run ( I think this is where Mini Me's boyfriend lives) look promising. The house needs to sell first, or at least go under contract. My Feb horoscope, from several sources, hints that this may be the month for that to happen. Hopefully!
I didn't get to study last night. I really need to do that to pass those frickin GRE's. Once that's done, I'll be in to Drexel's program, and then I can start focusing on that. I guess I really need to start focusing NOW.
2:00pm - The Gipper just texted me. He has a gift for me. Just something small, a quick thank you, he said. He thinks I don't know, but it's baklava he had delivered to his office for something (I saw on facebook, but then let him erase it thinking I hadn't seen yet!) and he saved some for me. Very sweet. He said it's for putting up with all of his shit. At least he knows how good he is as dishing it out. Hah! He's getting all shy about the dates he's going on, all of a sudden. Either he's been thinking about what it must feel like for me, or someone tipped him off as to the extent of his assholishness. Either way I suppose it's for the better. I don't really need to hear all the gorey details, although I do like keeping tabs on him. He went to the Linkin Park concert with his sister and her husband. He wasn't mentioning it so I figured maybe he was going to bail on them. Glad to know he has some scruples. Of course it took the flavor of the, um.. hour? (I know I'm mean) Vietnamese this time. From King of Prussia, has an MS in electrical engineering, but with the economy is now in nursing school. He said she's quirky. He likes quirky. he likes not being able to read someone. I think he likes the challenge of it. I hope he realizes that not being able to read someone is not a good basis of a long term committed relationship. If you can't read someone, how are you supposed to be able to plan together, build a life, etc, etc? I really hope this ends well for all of us: him, me, and all the girls whose hearts he's going to break (hopefully, I'm not one of them!)
Rabbis Daughter invited me to Maggianos tonight, spur of the moment. It's supposed to be icing later, but I have my car and could use the bonding time. Of course, one of my other friends is asking if I'm going to the Renaissance/Collab happy hour on Thursday night. I may try and go, It might be a slightly different crowd.
And then I have to get some study time in! I have to figure out a way to pay for this second test coming up.
How have I not kept up with my blog before. Look how much I've written and it's only a day's worth. And I haven't even gone to dinner with the girls! Oh, the Shrink may be there as well. Why do I always feel like she's ever so slightly judging me. And not in a shrink-like way but in a Russian Jewish mother way.
I've been checking out apartments online. I've been looking in NJ since I think to start, I really need to focus on the biggest bang for my buck, which of course will be in NJ. Allison Apts and Ryans Run ( I think this is where Mini Me's boyfriend lives) look promising. The house needs to sell first, or at least go under contract. My Feb horoscope, from several sources, hints that this may be the month for that to happen. Hopefully!
I didn't get to study last night. I really need to do that to pass those frickin GRE's. Once that's done, I'll be in to Drexel's program, and then I can start focusing on that. I guess I really need to start focusing NOW.
2:00pm - The Gipper just texted me. He has a gift for me. Just something small, a quick thank you, he said. He thinks I don't know, but it's baklava he had delivered to his office for something (I saw on facebook, but then let him erase it thinking I hadn't seen yet!) and he saved some for me. Very sweet. He said it's for putting up with all of his shit. At least he knows how good he is as dishing it out. Hah! He's getting all shy about the dates he's going on, all of a sudden. Either he's been thinking about what it must feel like for me, or someone tipped him off as to the extent of his assholishness. Either way I suppose it's for the better. I don't really need to hear all the gorey details, although I do like keeping tabs on him. He went to the Linkin Park concert with his sister and her husband. He wasn't mentioning it so I figured maybe he was going to bail on them. Glad to know he has some scruples. Of course it took the flavor of the, um.. hour? (I know I'm mean) Vietnamese this time. From King of Prussia, has an MS in electrical engineering, but with the economy is now in nursing school. He said she's quirky. He likes quirky. he likes not being able to read someone. I think he likes the challenge of it. I hope he realizes that not being able to read someone is not a good basis of a long term committed relationship. If you can't read someone, how are you supposed to be able to plan together, build a life, etc, etc? I really hope this ends well for all of us: him, me, and all the girls whose hearts he's going to break (hopefully, I'm not one of them!)
Rabbis Daughter invited me to Maggianos tonight, spur of the moment. It's supposed to be icing later, but I have my car and could use the bonding time. Of course, one of my other friends is asking if I'm going to the Renaissance/Collab happy hour on Thursday night. I may try and go, It might be a slightly different crowd.
And then I have to get some study time in! I have to figure out a way to pay for this second test coming up.
How have I not kept up with my blog before. Look how much I've written and it's only a day's worth. And I haven't even gone to dinner with the girls! Oh, the Shrink may be there as well. Why do I always feel like she's ever so slightly judging me. And not in a shrink-like way but in a Russian Jewish mother way.
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