yesterday I got my one-month notice that my job, which was ("was" being the operative word) great, is ending. the part of the company I've been working on isn't going anywhere, so unless things really change in the next month, which is totally beyond my control, i have to try to find a job before the beginning of May.
Part of me would like to be really employed for once. But not a very big part.
I am dating a new guy :) I knew of him for a while, and then he became a friend of mine about a month ago. I liked him instantly, like, the second I shook his hand and looked him in the eye, something was there. Before it should have been, really. We talked a ton and finally the other night he asked me out. We made plans for next week and then ended up hanging out last night, anyway. It was a great night. Falling for a friend is great, even if it's a friend you've only known for a little while. Although, I feel like I already have more invested in this emotionally than I normally do with a guy I've gone out with once. I really, really like this guy. He just feels good to me, I'm not sure how else to put it. this morning he wrote: "Thanks for a great night. I'm thinking Wednesday for "date night." Let me know if that works for you. I'd rather do Fri or Sat, but I don't think I can wait that long. As for Wed, I'm thinking dinner and blues, let me know if that seems funnish... Really, I can't remember the last time I had that much laid back fun as I had tonight. Thanks."
Nothing better than email waiting for you when you wake up the morning after a great night. So: I really, really like this guy, and that is as far as I am willing to allow myself to think. It's almost like hope just jinxes things for me.
He is a great kisser.
That's about it. I'm feeling really fat lately, because I am. I went to my cousin's wedding last week in Austin and felt like a complete pig. things are out of control in my life again, emotionally or something, because nothing looks too wrong from the outside but I'm a paralyzed mess on the inside. Not even sure why. I think it must be the alcoholism/addiction gene.
So, basically, fuck everyone and everything.
© beotch at
1:53 a.m.
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