Saturday, June 21, 2008

i'm a party pooper

went to my patrick's b-day party... in torrington... was there alot longer than expected, but i enjoyed the company.
i love to see kelly and i like dan as well.... enjoyed meeting the other relatives i had not met yet, finally got to talk to wendy for more than two seconds, and eddie and betsy were a riot.
it was not like i was in a hurry to get home, mom wanted her shopping done but she can wait till tomorrow.... the main thing was i had a headache toward the end and i was just too tired at that point... i am sure i was a wet blanket... and i am sorry about that...

finished watching fever pitch, it was a cute movie.
still nothing from new patrick, but i dont expect anything... nothing from ray or joe either... that i kind of expected something.... i think in the end.. ray will be only out for sex and joe will be too shy or unable to make a decision like frank was.

the professor emailed me asking if i would like to come out to rhode island tomorrow and i said sure... good thing i gassed up today :)
will get mom's shopping done early tomorrow, pick josh up at 10 and will be available after 10:30 for him.... if i dont hear from him by then i will call though... he wrote saying he was in a golf tournament this afternoon and would call tonight or early tomorrow... so i hope he does call.
he is really nice, i hope he is not too nice for me.... who knows if he will be what i am looking for... who knows if what i am looking for even exists.

we spoke the other day and it was very easy to talk to him. he is not hilariously funny like scott and new patrick were on the first phone call.... he is real.
just real.
what is it about me, about us, that makes us want to believe what these strangers have to say? why do i think that he is sincere? i have not even met him in person and i tend to believe what these match.com men have to say. i dont instinctively think they are lying to get me to bed, i dont think they are all players, i listen to what they have to say and i take it to heart.... is that just me? is that just the nature of the beast that we call match.com?
i dont know anything about this man... i dont know anything about any of them....

my first connection with him is that he is and english professor... that to me translates to WORDS.
i am all about words. lyrics. poetry.
lets see if that connection goes anywhere...

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