April 18, 2010

I've decided I want a guy who lives in a different city. One that I dont have to talk to unless he is in town and one that is in town every 6 weeks or so. This is the breadth of my ability to commit right now because I am too busy with this love affair I am having with myself.

That being said I am publishing a playlist I have made. Guess what it is intended for.

Erotica - Madonna
Stroker Ace - Lovage
This Is Hardcore - Pulp
Sex (I'm A) - Lovage
Dazed and Confused - Led Zeppelin
Windowpane - Coil
Like Cockatoos - The Cure
Razor Sharp - Collide
If Only Tonight We Could Sleep - The Cure
Rush - Depeche Mode
Scare Crow - Ministry
Electric Alice - Grinderman
Skin On Skin - Queens Of The Stone Age
Smack My Bitch - The Prodigy
Sweet Dreams - Marilyn Manson
Movement Of Fear - Tweaker
Tourniquet - Rasputina
Anger Management - Lovage
Undenied - Portishead
Miss World - Flunk
Wicked Game- Chris Isaak

p.s. After a little more than a month I am supposed to go out with 30 year old bartender who is now 30 year old soon to be going to grad school guy with a real job. Even his texts seems to be a little less, "frat boy".

April 7, 2010

A text conversation between a guy I barely know and me. He is a friend of my best friend Nik. I met him once a couple years ago. If THIS is what I have in store for me it's going to be a long fucking life.

Ty: What up pretty girl? Lets have a drink this week so let me know what your schedule looks like

(I got this text at 3:21 during the middle of work. Getting ready to go out of town, I did not respond. Nik had sent me a text shortly after receiving this letting me know she was back in the country. I sent her a text welcoming her back and mentioned Ty invited me out for drinks)

Ty: Yes I asked your friend our for a drink not a date an obviously she is out of my league since you know and I didn't even get a response.

Me: Did you intend to send to that to me or was meant for Nik

Ty: Yeah I figured Id save you the trouble of sending it to Nik. You seemed a lot cooler on the phone a couple of weeks ago. Maybe it was the alcohol. (Nik and Ty called me drunk one night)

Me: You're either needy or a prick or both. I happened to get a text from Nik that she was back in the states. In welcoming her back I mentioned I got that invite. I'm going on vacation tomorrow so extremely busy at work not that I owe you a goddamn reason why I didn't respond IMMEDIATELY. Needless to say the answer is NO

Ty: Neither I'm actually a pretty good guy, we just got off on the wrong foot oh well it happens.

Ty: Of Course the answer would be no now. You think I'm a prick and I think you must be full of yourself both opinions are probably wrong but it is perception

Me: Explain to me exactly WHY you feel I am full of myself

Ty: Your an attractive female that I'm sure gets asked out bu a lot of guys you are single now so maybe there is an ego there. Why do you think I am needy or a prick?

Ty: Will you allow me to call and verbally apologize to you, I'm really not a prick. If you say no Ill delete your text and you wont hear from me ever again, even after I apologize Ill delete it all.

Me: No need to call. I still don't understand how not responding right away makes me full of myself but whatever. Its fine no worries

Ty: Where are you going on vacation if you don't mind me asking?

April 1, 2010

I used to write. And I used to write good. For the past hour or so I have been trying to find an old blog post and in doing so have reminded myself how much I enjoy expelling my demons and at one point in time wasn't half bad at regurgitating the thoughts that (should not) have free reign inside this brain of mine. It makes me sad that the part of me that used to be able to wax poetic about absolutely nothing has taken a perpetual sabbatical.

As of Tuesday the, "irretrievably broken" marriage was legally negated by the stroke of a pen and the brandishing of a stamp. Wow...how fucking eloquent does THAT sound? Do you think I can respond with that when asked about my marital status because I think I will regardless. Its a very strange feeling. That is the best way to describe it. The process has been in the works for over a year now so despite the ups and downs and back and forth, it has been a long time coming. What I am trying to say is, I am OK.


Now for book number two. Jesus, do I even have the capacity for a sequel? I don't that I do.