The unbearable lightness of being
My good friend, MP, was giving me shit lately because I haven’t updated the blog in a while. And while he is right, I think the reason might be is that I might be over the blog! Gasp!! What? Really? No way! Yes, really.
Yeah, so here is what’s up. I do not want to fuck around. Meaning, I am over trying to find someone I really interested in and putting the effort in to it. That’s not to say that I still am not dating, but it’s just that I am no longer feeling like it’s a priority in my life. I will continue to date and use okc or other forms as a way to meet interesting people, but I am not hell-bent on finding a partner to complete my life. I was actually thinking about starting another blog, focusing on work/school related things. But then again, that isn’t so interesting, is it?
To give you an update on my most recent dating escapades: T4.0 came to town last weekend and while it was nice to see him, I am over it. OVER IT, it a capital O. I do not want to continue a long distance love affair. I do not want to always be thinking about, texting, or emailing him on a regular basis. And I do no want him to do those things to me. It is time to move on. It was what it was. Over. Finished. I will be telling him this shortly.
Gucci is still around, but totally not pretentious or weird. Although he told me recently that he still is interested in seeing where this goes, but I think he already knows. Nowhere.
Then I had a crazy date with this 22-year-old who I am gonna call Stinky. Uber-hipster, whose art is his life, he couldn’t even shower for our first date, and incessantly texted me afterwards, and even showed at an event I was at. He is further blocked from gchats, even though he called the next day(at 11pm, mind you) to apologize for his crazy, incoherent texts/vms. Now do you see, MAsh, why I do not date younger guys? Age-elitist, my ass.
Finally, there is this 35 yr old mid 2oth-century lit major at UofC. Incredibly attractive, but very awkward. I had a date with him last night and things were easy, but slightly weird in that, hey, I do not think I should be as intimidated about your hotness because you are weirder then the average bear kinda weird. He asked me if I get hit on a lot, and why would I want to use OKC? It was awkward…..
Ah….either way, I feel good. I am not worried or stressing the fact that I am not with someone or looking for someone. I am just up for an adventure. Besides, I got a lot of shit going on with school and trying to find a new apartment and internships. And I will not settle for random sex. I am holding out for the next best thing and randomness hasn’t gotten me anywhere. I am going to let it flow….
