| "And if you can't already tell/ I am unable to let things go/ I'm told I do it very well/But more important you should know/ That all the same/ You got no one to blame bu yourself/ If you call that a waste/ 'cause it ain't me that's been hurting you inside" - "Look Around" Blues Traveler |
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| Women. Can't live with 'em. Can't shoot 'em. Not that I want to shoot anyone. It's just that women have been bothering me lately. Particularly one woman. I will not mention her name, but a bright person will know of whom I speak. This woman and I have been conversing a lot lately, after a hiatus of over a year of not speaking. I dated her for a short time, and was too spineless to make a real move (which is a common problem of mine). So I have had this lingering crush for a while, and now I talk to her again and it comes back. Damn my brain. The bigger problem is, this woman has made it clear that she is not interested in me romantically. Not that I've let that stop me before, but I have changed some since high school. I always wonder whether or not people decide to like someone or not immediately after we meet them, and then are too stubborn to change our minds, no matter what. So to all of you people out there who have a friend who likes you more than as a friend; Consider them again. Maybe dating a friend isn't the worst idea. In other news, the Acadamy Awards are tonight. I am cheering for; "Gosford Park," Denzel Washington, Nicole Kidman, Ian McKellan, Maggie Smith, Peter Jackson and "Monsters Inc." I am also cheering for longer speeches, but I want them to be interesting. I would accept Sean Penn winning if he is all coked up and surley. I'll give my response to the Oscars tomorrow, but I'm too exhausted from this weekend to explain my choices. Stupid women. |
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