| 10 February 2002 Sunday 9:02 pm The news of the week: Rachel had a boyfriend! My dear-sweet-loud-vulgar-and bearer-of- serious-emotional-intimacy-problems Rachel has landed a boyfriend. He's a really nice guy, sarcastic in that fun way, has a car, gets along with me, and just all around cool. And the most amazing thing is that he's just as raunchy as Rachel, but not in that my-god-i-can't-stand-this way. He's cool... Rachel'd better not mess this up... and this also makes me the official last single person in that group of friends. This was yet another Charles weekend. We watched some Family Guy and 'Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure'. He also came with me to Porn Night at Laura and Tracy's place (that's where 10+ people get together and make fun of the porn of the night.. it is NOT an orgy). Then he came over for breakfast this morning when I told him I'd make belgian waffles (and me-oh-my are they yummy). For that oh-so-awesome breakfast, I now own his soul. Mwa ha ha ha. (Sidenote: Human soul on sale for $50, obo.) Funny enough, I didn't get a foot rub from him each time he came over... I guess that means that he'll have to give me twice as many the next time we see each other. I have also decided that this will most certainly be my last year in this snowy wasteland (though it's been nearly 50 degrees these past 3 days... freaky) and once I walk in May, I'm gone. This has mostly to do with the fact that I won't get my scholarship back (since I will have technically graduated and therefore am uneligible for it) and this school is isnanely expensive. So I guess that means I have to get serious and find myself a job. AAAHHHHHHHH! *breathe, Scarlet, breathe* So Valentine's day is swiftly coming to bite me in the @ss. Once again I shall be single. Not like that's anything different from the last 2 V-Days. It occurred to me that I've been single for 2 years now. That's pretty darn nifty (oh the glorious freedom), and yet sometimes I'm reduced to wondering the typical girly "what's wrong with me?". I mean, since the ex there have been plenty of fun times, but just a mere 3 guys that I've actually been kinda interested in. I had a hoppin' good time with one, but my lordy we definitely wouldn't have worked out romantically, so we didn't try. The next was, well, a married m*therf*ckers0nofab*tch@sshole who lied to me about it. F*cking Tex@ns. And the third - easily the best of the three and most guys I know for that matter - wasn't interested in me like that because we'd crossed that "friends point of no return". Am I doomed to be terminally single (as Chuck says)? I kind of hope not, but at the same time I don't actually mind it. First, that single thing is kind of on purpose. I've been told by several people (dating back to high school) that maybe I should lower my standards and I'd get a boyfriend. HA! Besides, it's not like being single is a stigma (at least not in college... maybe 20 years down the line) or anything that I'm particularly worried about. It just so happens that this particular holiday coming up is all about love and romance and yada yada. I'd normally Thelma-and-Lousie it with some chickies at my place... but it now seems that the people I would want to do that with have boyfriends. Well fine then. I'll just have to weather Valentine's day all by my lonesome. It's better than being in some weak relationship wannabe thingie just so I won't be alone. Screw that. I'm not afraid of being alone. I can celebrate love and all that sugary-goodness on my own. Yeah, Scarlet, rock on. But now it's time for bed. I woke up at 5am today (after going to bed at nearly 3) because my housemate decided to bring a boy home. They were watching a movie downstairs amongst other things, and their talking and laughing woke me from what could have been an amazing dream. So sometime around 6:30 I got really hungry, got dressed, and went to Wegmans for a quick grocery run. I came home and hid in the kitchen to make some belgian waffles for myself and so Laura and the boy could have a little more alone time. And I even had to hear the smooch sound as he left! ICK! Haha. But since this long long day is now coming to an end, I now go to dream up the plot to my next award-winning (in the future) screenplay. |
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