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| Cat's Meow |
| 12.31.06 (8:54 pm) [edit] |
| New Year's Eve and I've elected to stay in. I guess I'm getting old. It's pouring outside and has been all day. Had a great evening with "The Crush" last night. He came to my place and I drove us to a local Cuban restaurant where one of his friends ended up joining us. I believe fun was had by all. Talked and laughed for a long time. Back to my place where we watched "Little Miss Sunshine". Snuggling was very nice. And the movie was a hoot. Since he was zonked from the long drive, it was really really late and the weather was bad, I let him stay over. Spooning rocks. (He was a total gentleman and slept clothed.)He does this really cute growly thing in his sleep. (Although he does snore some...)I barely slept a wink though - I am too light a sleeper. Still, I enjoyed the experience. Had some coffee after the sun came up. (Well, actually, it was pouring still.) And off he went. Still think he's the cat's meow. (Ironically, Hot Stud called while I was giving "The Crush" directions to my place.) Hope everyone has a great new year. 2007. Wow. |
| Resolved to... |
| 12.30.06 (3:57 pm) [edit] |
| A lot of people don't make New Year's Resolutions because they say they are just determined to fail. I make 10 every year. And I've been quite successful keeping them. A few years ago I committed to read a book a week. Accomplished it and continue to do it. Decided to give up sodas. Did it. Drink 100oz of water a day. Check. Give up sugar and refined foods. Ditto. Work out at least 4x a week for 30 mins. Nailed that one and then some. I went back over my resolutions for 2006. I've kept on path with all of them. Some are more of a journey than something black/white like "stop smoking". (Not that I smoke...) Working on finalizing my 10 resolutions for 2007. One of the main areas of focus will be to actively learn to meditate. I just can't shut my mind up. And I imagine it can help with reducing stress more. No, I won't post them here when I've committed to them. Some are just too personal. (Like I never share anything personal on this blog!) FYI- I'm taking a break from cleaning. Talked to "The Crush" - he's en route and should be back in town in a few hours. Feeling a wee bit of anxiety (long story). However, the impetus of him coming here to pick me up is the kick in the posterior that I needed to clean the place up some. Granted, it's far from "clean" to my standards, but it's a start. Maybe I'll just keep the lights down so he can't see the dust. I'm so tired from cleaning, etc that I'm going to be tuckered out before he gets here. He sounded tired too. Maybe he'll just fall asleep on the sofa and I can blog about having a hottie sleeping on the sofa. (Like I did with "the hot plumber") |
| Chastity Police |
| 12.30.06 (12:31 pm) [edit] |
| I had lunch yesterday with a guy-I-briefly-dated-who-t urned-into-a-guyfriend. Hadn't seen him since April. What he said to me made me smile. "You are SO tiny!" (So he exaggerated a bit, but it was still nice he noticed.) Nice time with him. Nice guy. (Wouldn't have dated him if he wasn't...) Gentleman. Alas, he smokes. And, he's the one that I mentioned before that is so ambivalent about his more than a year long gf. Conversation about that lasted less than 2 mins. I guess I'm glad that I'm not the gf because he is SO critical of what she does or doesn't do. After lunch, I had mentioned to him that I was going to go to Costco. He wanted to tag along. Got sort of frustrating b/c I had a list of things to stock up on and he kept straying to look at electronics (I know, he has a penis so he's gravitationally-pulled to them.), then movies, and clothes... I just can't shop with someone else in tow. Talked to "The Crush" last night. He's driving back today. Plans for this evening are to 'get together' but I'm not sure of the details. I got the impression that he was going to come here on his drive back. Now, this semi-concerns me. (First, my house is a TOTAL mess.) But, even more so, no plans could potentially equate to 'hanging out at my house' which could lead to... The chemistry between us is undoubtedly smoking and I hate to be the one that pours cold water on his desires, but someone's got to be the Chastity Police. So I've got to come up with a Plan B. There's not much to do around here - no decent restaurants, bars, etc. I want to keep it something physically-involved (as in walking not "that!"). I'll call him later to find out what time he left and his ETA to determine a game plan. (And an outfit - as much as I'd like to wear a skirt, that's just too dangerous. Layers. Lots of layers. And I could wear hideously ugly underwear. That would definitely keep me clothed.) I guess I have to clean the house. At least downstairs... Wish me luck. |
| Porn |
| 12.29.06 (11:06 am) [edit] |
| Really fed up with the pornbot comments. What's the point? There's no link if I wanted to see "Shemales in tight skirts." Someone needs to take Marketing 101. |
| Hook Line and Sinker |
| 12.25.06 (8:10 pm) [edit] |
| Santa was really good to me this morning. On the way to the fish tank, I stopped by "The Crush's" building to drop off some coffee, say hi (he was heading up to spend holiday with family), and see if he was for real. Drank coffee. Talked. Laughed. Then I had to get going to the fish tank. He walks me to my car. It's drizzling. Hug at car. Kiss on cheek. Turns into 15 minute smooch-session in the rain against my car. I was trying to hold the umbrella (unsuccessfully). It was BEYOND toe-curling. And the whole thing was hot - something out of a movie. (sigh) Granted, my hair and clothes were soaked but, how many times does a girl get a first kiss like that? He's back Saturday. I think I might see him then. LOL |
| Smitten Kitten |
| 12.24.06 (9:20 pm) [edit] |
| After my last post, 'the crush' and I talked on the phone for several hours. The more we talked, the more I dug him (not that I didn't already dig him). He asked if I'd like to meet him for "cocktails" when I was done at the fish tank today. I cool-ly replied that would be nice. (inside I was saying "Hell yeah!" and doing the happy dance.) I wasn't sure if I should appear in my fish tank ensemble (navy button-down, khaki cord skirt just above the knee and navy heels - I get compliments when I wear it) or I should change into something more date-like. So I packed a change of clothes in case I opted for the latter. Debated during the day and decided to change into the date outfit. We met at a local pub and he was just as charming as expected. Conversation flowed. Two hours flew by. He walked to the pub from his condo, so I offered to give him a ride back. He complimented me on my shoes, asked me if I'd like to get together when he got back from visiting his family and asked me to call him when I got home to make sure I got there safely. (All bonus points.) The irony of the evening - of course NO date of mine can go by without something going awry, right? Just before the crush walked in, I heard a VERY familiar voice sitting at the bar. I looked over - it was "the worlds worst kisser"! that I had briefly dated and he continually called me begging to hook up afterwards. He had gained a good 75+lbs and he and his date were wearing matching Falcons jerseys. I know he saw me and I wasn't looking too shabby. I told "the crush" about it and we were giggling about it (I didn't tell him he was the world's worst kisser). But World's Worst Kisser kept looking over at me. Crush and I were sitting fairly close to each other and it was clear that we were digging each other. I wonder when World's Worst Kisser is going to call... b/c the Crush is sorta well-known around town. And he's adorable. And World's Worst Kisser saw us driving away together. Mwahahaha. Back to the Crush. I call him when I get home - he said he was sending me an email. We chatted for a few minutes. He said he was sending me an email. It was the sweetest email (more bonus points). He said "You kinda do it for me. Okay, you *really* do it for me. I kinda wanted to prolong our evening, but then again, I didn't want to spoil it. I mighta kissed ya, but..." I haven't felt this smitten in ages. Seriously. Funny. Intelligent. Respectful. Flirty. Great sense of himself. TBD if there's a toe-curling kiss ahead. |
| Crush |
| 12.23.06 (9:17 pm) [edit] |
| Surely I'm not the only one that is getting slammed with porn-esque comments by the sleigh-ful. Ugh. Got another email from the teacher from last week. No mention of us getting together, so I'm filing him in the Dead Date Office. (Not that he's dead dead, but his lack of follow-up is not impressive.) On a side note, a semi-promising development... As some of you may or may not know, I used to be in the radio biz. It's a fairly small-knit community. There's been someone that I've always followed localy but never met. Something about him always had my attention. Sort of a mild crush. We know ALL the same people, blah blah blah but have never run into each other. I was under the impression he was head over heels for a particular girl, so in my world, he was out of commission. Turns out the gf is out, very out, of the picture. :) Well, we've gone from emailing to calling and really enjoying the conversations. He 'accidentally' called me late last night. (He had me programmed on speed dial next to his publicist.) That one made me smile. |
| Crushin' |
| 12.21.06 (7:17 pm) [edit] |
| Got a brief email from the teacher. Can't decipher anything from it. There's been someone that I've been crushin' on for a while. He's kinda in a circle of peeps I know but I thought he had a gf. Turns out that's d-o-n-e. He suggested today that we cut the b.s. and get together sometime. That made me smile despite some other stuff going on. But I'm not letting it get to me. Much. Decided to spend my time off from work at the fish tank. Since I don't have family to spend the holiday with, I figure I would spend it in a place that makes me happy and that way one of the fish tank employees wouldn't have to work and could spend it with their family. Supposed to have surgery on the 29th. Might put it off... More 'bout that later. Must go to gym. |
| Boobie-versary |
| 12.19.06 (6:15 pm) [edit] |
| BTW, realized today is my four-year boobie-versary - when I got my breasts reduced. Serenading them and covering them with frosting might seem a wee bit over the top. But I thought I'd at least acknowledge them publicly. :) |
| Date with the Teacher Update |
| 12.19.06 (5:57 pm) [edit] |
| Saturday night I didn't have a wink of sleep, so I felt like I looked like a convoy of Mack Trucks had run over me. Plus I was having a bad hair day. But I met the teacher at the fish tank anyway. First impressions - nice but he reminded me somewhat appearance-wise of Todd (the guy who raped me) - not exactly a great thing. We walked around the fish tank for several hours and then I started my shift, he tagged along for a while and also went out on his own taking pics. Little opportunity to talk about each other, etc. What I did pick up is that he has quite an interesting past. I'd like to learn more. Whether he would or not has yet to be determined. Then I worked a 'special event' at the fish tank. Another xmas party. Turns out it was for the Atlanta Falcons. I met Coach Mora (really nice guy) and many of the players and staff. My conversation with some of the cheerleaders was the most entertaining. Clearly intelligence was not a factor in the selection process for the ones I encountered. (Apparently the invite said dress like a streetwalker too!) Nonetheless, it was a long but interesting day. I haven't heard back from "the teacher" - but then again, I also haven't gotten a "thank you for your time" kiss off email either. P.S. Please tell Santa I've been a *really* good girl this year and I'd like my house cleaned, my home to-do list completed, and my yard done. That's only three things, right? ;) |
| Not A Single Thing! |
| 12.17.06 (10:16 am) [edit] |
| Date this afternoon with school teacher guy. Well, sort of. We were going to meet at the fish tank a few hours before I started my volunteer shift today. But I couldn't sleep a wink last night. And even after popping a handful of Ambien. So I feel like I've been run over by a parade of Mack Trucks. I called him and asked if we could reschedule since I was so worn out. (Plus I didn't realize I had signed up for a TWELVE hour shift today!!!) He said he really wanted to hang out with me and he'd just come down while I was working my shift and linger. Yes, I'd like to spend time with him but not when I'm tired and feel icky... And I'd prefer to do it in the skirt the homeless guys complimented me on - but there's no way I'm standing in heels for 12 hours today. Anyhoo... I'll post about the date tomorrow. Really thinking about making an appearance at work tomorrow for a 1/2 day and leaving. Worn out. On a side note, was talking to a guy friend yesterday. He's been dating a woman for about a year. I don't get it. He's been so ambivalent about her - saying that she's been going through a lot but he wanted to give her time to deal with stuff (that's been about 9 of the past 12 months, if not more). He's stayed with her because he's 'invested' so much time with her. They haven't been having fights or anything significant. I asked him what exactly he found about her so intriguing/attractive that made him stay with her so long. He couldn't come up with a single thing. I told him that was really sad and that I hoped no man ever said that about me. Especially after a year together! He didn't understand why I found that sad. *Please tell me I'm not the only one that is amazed by that!!! And if you can explain his perspective for me, please enlighten me! |
| I work here |
| 12.16.06 (10:02 am) [edit] |
| Fish tank last night. Very large company party there last night. I park in an adjacent neighborhood and walk a couple of blocks to the fish tank instead of paying for parking. I got complimented by four homeless men on the way for my skirt. And they didn't follow it up by asking for food/money - so we know it was sincere. LOL I was standing at the big window, pointing out various interesting critters and answering questions. Wearing my official fish tank button-down shirt, name tag, ID badge. Everyone else is in tuxedos, sequins, etc. I'm talking to one gentleman for quite some time. His (drunk) friend whispers (loudly) "Dude, who is this know-it-all chick?" He replies, "Dude, she WORKS here." Duh. Then there was the guy that insisted that the Sawfish was actually a swordfish. (Mid-50's, ego as big as the fish tank itself.) I kept trying to politely point out the differences between the two - a sawfish looks like a shark except it is actually a ray - it's more of a bottom dweller. (Google them to see differences in the two) He kept insisting. I just finally shrugged and walked away. Then he started telling people that our whale sharks are whales. (They are sharks.) I wanted to gag him, but considering the company probably dropped well over 100k on the party, I figured I'd just smile and hope that no one bothered to tell him his fly was undone all night. |
| Hot Stud Update |
| 12.15.06 (10:41 am) [edit] |
| BTW,Hot Stud is still confuzzling me. Being quite attentive - at least via phone. Our schedules haven't lined up to rendezvous (him changing the deadbolt on my front door). I'm either working, working out, at the aquarium or too damn tired and the house is a disaster and he's either working or up at his cabin in the woods doing work on that. |
| Whistling |
| 12.15.06 (10:27 am) [edit] |
| I'm playing hooky today. I had a wicked-ass headache this morning. Then again I have a wicked-ass headache most mornings this week when I thought about going into work. This work thing is kicking my butt. Exhausted beyond explanation and it continues to get worse. Realized I needed a mental health day. Therapist asked me why I was continuing to go to the gym if I was so effing tired. I'm tired no matter what I do, but regular exercise is supposed to help manage depression and I'm scared to death that it might come back. I have refused to go down the medication route as preventative measures. I feel like I'm managing quite well despite all the chaos going on around me. The mom sent another letter - which I crossed out my name and put "return to sender". I've booked myself up to the hilt to volunteer at the fish tank during Xmas so that I will be distracted. Had some coffee. Headache went away. Going to vent some energy at the gym and do some errands. Cute guy expressed interest in me. Potential date down the road. He's a schoolteacher that loves the Aquarium. (Schoolteacher?) We all have our faults. LOL Not sure when we'll rendezvous on an official date. I got whistled at yesterday by some construction workers. That made me smile. *Granted, I get accosted by homeless guys every Tuesday when I'm going to my counseling appt, but I think they are just doing it to try to get $ off me. |
| A good thing |
| 12.07.06 (7:49 am) [edit] |
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Let's see. |
| Exhaling |
| 12.02.06 (10:19 am) [edit] |
| My work situation is totally bringing out my passive-aggressive side. Friday: In the office by 8:30a.m. We have a weekly company meeting at 12pm - 1pm, and I had to get some proposals out afterwards, so I didn't get an opportunity to leave for my lunch. (Note, Boss came in around 9:30a.m. and mentioned he was leaving early because he had a 'gig' that evening. He left at 4pm.) I got my work wrapped up and saw the traffic reports were bad - I was volunteering at the fish tank for a special corporate event, so I left a little after 4:45... As I'm walking out the door, the HR chick asks if I cleared it with my boss. I said "I have worked more than 50 hours this week and haven't even taken lunch today." She replied "If you choose not to take lunch, that doesn't count toward your time you work here. If you're leaving early, you have to get it cleared by the President or your manager." We are talking about me leaving less than 15 minutes early than the close of business... (I hear these same people making commentaries about my 'hours' every day standing around in their offices and the break room talking about gossip and crap for at least an hour a day.) I have a feeling that this is going to come to a serious head on Monday. I'm tired of this double-talk bullshit of "we don't clockwatch" but "you left at 4:47 on Friday". I'm hired to produce, which I do, I could sit at my desk from 8-5, take an hour lunch and stare at the computer screen all day... I keep coming up with different ideas for bringing in revenue, increasing our product knowledge as a team. At this point, I really could give a crap if they fired my ass. However... once I got to the fish tank last night, it was like a totally different world. So relaxing to hang with the animals and talk to people about the critters... It was like exhaling. |
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