Texas Cinderella

A Texan, born and raised, found emerged back to home town values after being subjected to the concrete jungle of New York City. Currently encountering crazy antics in London.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Crushalicious

My crush, JB came over yesterday to get me and my roommate, AB, who happens to be his sister, to grab some dinner. In the meantime I ADDed out and lost my purse somewhere in my room, which is a disaster area to begin with.

So I was stressing that I couldn't find my purse with my credit card and keys and AB sent him up to my room to look for it because she was on the phone. Needless to say I'm sure JB saw all of the thongs and tampons I had strung around my room as well as dirty dishes that just couldn't quit make it downstairs. Soooo embarrassing. He came up there twice and then went into my bathroom which is another H-Bomb explosion. To get him out of my room, I decided to take a break from the search and just grab dinner sans money.

At the restaurant we all three sat in a booth with JB on my side (I sat down first) and Chelsea across from us. I was very self aware of any flirtatious activity on my part because I had previously been chastised for it. So I made sure not to flirt. He bought our dinner and it was fun time all around.

He dropped us off and AB and I are talked for a while. She said "Whoa, way to flirt with my brother!". At which point I said "What are you talking about?". She simply stated that she knows when I like someone and she could just tell. Of course I will deny this until I am six feet under. But was I really that transparent? I thought I was doing a good job acting "normal" around JB.

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Hearts

"As for you, my galvanized friend, you want a heart. You don't know how lucky you are not to have one. Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable."
-L. Frank Baum The Wizard of Oz

Monday, December 05, 2005

The Ex Factor

It had been three years since I hadn't called him back to officially break things off. But over the years and spurred on by lack of significant other, I regretted this decision to end things with such a "perfect boyfriend". He cooked for me, brought me flowers, was a great kisser (among other things), opened doors and had the best manners. These qualifications are what drove me to find our common friends and to get back in contact with him.

We had been talking through emails for the last couple of months and the anticipation was intense. Thoughts that he might be the one that got away overcame my senses. We agreed to meet at a sports bar on Saturday night for drinks and to catch up while he was in town. The second we sat down the memories came flooding back. He was obsessed with sports and made it his number one priority. With the conversation came a bit of distraction and ADD in trying to catch up with someone while they cheered on a great interception. The conversation didn't flow well and neither did we.

I realized we were two different people, then and now. It also reminded me why I never called him back. I had to re-cross him off the list of potential mates and make room for the new. I just hope the new shows up soon and sticks around for a while so I can finally throw the list away.