I made a delicious chili the other night, chock full of healthy things: black beans, garlic, and tomatoes, plus I added zucchini and carrots to increase my vegetable intake (we’ll just ignore the cheese and fritos, okay?).
However, all of this healthfulness means that I have been farting at work, alot. I mean, it’s awful. I’ve been do ing a lot of wandering away from people suddenly, so as to take some of the stink with me and lessen the effect on my coworkers. I think appearing slightly rude is better than killing someone with my ass is the lesser of two evils, isn’t it?
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I am so glad that the Woeful Librarian wrote this post so I didn’t have to. I just couldn’t muster the control when all I wanted to do was scream “What the fuck???” over and over again. Although, that could be my first audio blog. Hm….
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I am afraid that I will have to stop seeing Seth in the near future. He is still emotionally closed up due to his ex being a manipulative idiot girl, and I think that six months (as of the 16th) is a long enough to invest in someone who may never be ready for a relationship with me. I refuse to be his training wheels until he finds a girl he is willing to take a risk on. That sounds harsh, I know, but I need to look out for myself, because god knows no one else will. Everything between us is so …. not perfect, but functional, and workable, and good, which is what makes it hard for me to think about ending it. But all of the fun and affection in the world can’t make up for certain hard realities: that he isn’t ready or willing to say that he is in a relationship with me, that he isn’t willing to lean on me and let me lean on him when we’re in trouble, and, the biggest one, that he isn’t willing–or able–to love me.
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My finances are still a shambles. I estimate that by now I owe around $1000 in missed payments to various agencies. Whee! At this rate, I should have my money situation figured out by February, just in time to start paying back my students loans–graduate AND undergraduate!
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Since Seth and I have an open relationship, sort of, I went on a date with a man I’ll call Steve, since he somewhat resembles Steve Martin. Steve was funny, weird, extremely intelligent, and very attractive. We had a lovely date last Tuesday, and we are seeing each other again this upcoming Wednesday.
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Did I ever talk about when George came to visit? Very anti-climactic, except for his two hour long monologue wherein he told me about his almost life-long cocaine addiction. I guess I can close the door on that unrequited romance.
1 Comment
September 8, 2008 at 4:15 am
Wow, you have a lot going on…