Comics/ More Feminine Than Me?/ One Crappy Job..

Comics

I’ve been a graphic novel fan forever! I moved a bit into comics when I was in junior high buying a few Spiderman, Superman, Batman, and Creep Show comics here and there. Some of my friends call me a comic-virgin…

I was always a fan of the Crow. For some reason the graphic novels seem very Shakespearian and romantic to me. I also met John O’Barr (creator of the Crow series) at Atomic Comics in Phoenix and yes, he’s very Shakespearian and tragic.

As of late I have a new comic lust. Iron Man. If you haven’t seen it..do.
It’s not exactly in my “comic” comfort zone but it’s damn good. I loved it. I’m a total “fact” geek and it scientifically made sense and was funny. It’s a Marvel comic character created by Stan Lee (Spiderman). I love Robert Downey Jr’s new look and boy now that he’s clean and sober; he’s become hotter at the ripe age of 43!! Hee! Oh! and if you do go see it, stick around until after the credits…there’s a bit of a surprise .... wink!


More Feminine Than Me?

I went out on a date with this HOT guy about a week ago. He asked me out. We started to hang out a bit and then it happened. He randomly bumped himself on something and I swear he squealed like a girl! Wha?! I felt bad for almost laughing due to the fact he hurt himself but I couldn't believe that reaction was coming out of this guy! His mannerisms etc are also very feminine, down to hand gestures. (Guys, it’s the equivalent of a woman having man hands!!!)

As the dates with him progressed I realized that this guy is more feminine than I am. I have a tendency to rotate toward guys who are “cowboys”. Motorcycle riding, boot wearing, tattoo wearing, piercing, man’s men. I’m a bit “rough and tumble” myself so .. Think of Russ Crowe getting hit and then screaming and jumping around like a 6 year old girl. Yeah-that! This guy looks the part but is not at all. I think the good Lord threw this guy an odd combo of being very “manly/masculine” looking but giving him the mannerisms of Nathan Lane. To say the least we will just be friends. Sigh.
He’s also a bit rude. Whether we were eating, working out, at the movies, or where ever..he always answers his cell phone. I’m certainly not partial to that!


Electronics’ Company

I’m going back to the bank. Seriously. I think I had the “Midas” touch there, for everything that can go wrong at the electronics’ company does. I think most of the people here are assholes or are drunk. I know they’re all driving me to drink that’s for sure. Not that I’m the brightest light on the tree but wholly shit people!

I’ve been planning a meeting event for the past 6 months with an event planner representing an outside company. I’d pretty much done this sort of thing at the bank so I’m thinking no problem right? Umm, not so fast there sports fans….6 months should be plenty of time to plan an event for 20 CFO’s, CEO’s, COO’s , OOOOO’s whatever…apparently not… Every time I set up a conference call to make sure we were all on track I was the only one who’d show, in the plethora of e-mails sent back and forth it was lost in translation that the “in house” caterer we use is not affiliated with the Electronics company, they are an independent vendor so they need ..to..be..paid..

This company was just not willing to play ball even though I’d given them all the equipment. The day of the event, 15 mins prior to kick-off they decide that now would be a good time to set up….They wanted extension cords, podiums to be moved, flip charts, markers, wireless access and someone to sit up front and let in the attendees. Let’s say the meeting didn’t start on time. The event planner had no clue about anything, including how to refresh her laptop!

A week ago a van full of guys pull next to me in the parking ramp and when I opened my door to get out so did one the passengers. He had the nerve to tell me to shut my door so he could get out, even though I was there and opened my door first. He didn’t even care that he hit my car with his door. You bet I read him the riot act, sprinkled with a few large curse words for confusion.

I don’t get why people walk in the middle of aisle of the parking ramp-I’ve come close to hitting I don’t know how many people.. I don’t get why every meeting starts late and I get made fun of for being on time.. I don’t get why their idea of going to 8 meetings in a day is the equivalent to being busy.. I don’t get why telling some one “no” because it can’t be done is considered mean, whereas saying “yes” and not getting it done is commended. I don’t get why they expect “miracles” every day; the King of all creation doesn’t create miracles on the daily and I’m only a Princess.
I don’t get it period, and I want out!

God, Finally !!!

Well I finally got up the nerve to speak to “Crush” again. I’m beginning to wonder if I intimidate him. If that is the case, I’ll be pissed.
It happened the second night of The Beth’s party and she, D, and myself all approached him. The Beth did her “patented” move and he turned around. She mentioned the fact that he added things to his repertoire that were really great and she left it open for me to add….I think I said something stooped like “yeah, you really rocked it..” and “yeah, I really like when you did this….” WHAT?! HUH?! I didn’t know what else to say so D took over. She shoved him and said “Hey what’s up?”, “How are you?” yadda, yadda, yadda before some dumb girl interrupted us with a retarded request.
Granted the man is clueless about how much I like him. The thing I have noticed in the two times I’ve spoken to him is that he looks at everyone else but me when I’m in front of him. When I’m not right in front of him, we usually end up locked eyes and smiling at each other or he’ll go back to staring at me. Pisses me off. We are both chickens apparently.
I know I’m driving all my friends crazy with this thing so in talking with Das and P about it. They are guys after all and “Crush’s” age. They both think I should ask him out. Just a simple “hey, you wanna go get something to eat after the show?” or “wanna meet for a drink sometime in the next week?” I’ve always thought that if a guy wanted to go out with me etc, he should be the one to ask me, but this guy has girls coming out of his ears and he doesn’t know me from Eve so perhaps I should be the one to ask. If he expresses disinterest…oh well…I guess…..

Steady Tremor

The weekend was really good considering a few things happened..err, didn’t happen more or less.
I was set up by a friend to speak to someone and chickened out at the last minute after making a big deal about it. Pisses me off, how I can pretty much can talk to anyone but this ..one..stoopid..guy. Which brings up “Christian”. The guy for some bizarre reason has literally shattered any confidence I had. I find myself questioning everything these days, in constant doubt and needing self assurance. I’m even wondering why I work out anymore!! It’s pathetic and insane..the guy is a moron! Some of my friends have seen this and have taken it upon themselves to “torture” him a bit. Granted, it’s all immature but he hurt me, so I’m watching passively while my friends hurt him. Funny thing about it all is that they're mean as hell to him and he keeps coming back! If I’d known he was one for being tortured I’d a brought my riding crop and “toys” on our date and beat the crap out of him a bit!!

Bringing all this up brings me to the point of this entry…the thing we’ve dubbed “The Pipeline”… I have mentioned previous that I have a really good sense of intuition that I regularly ignore only to have blow up in my face…well, I’m feeling little “tremors” roll through and have felt something big is going to happen that will affect myself and roll onto my friends. I can’t be sure of what it is, only that it is happening. It started around my birthday and is slowly rolling itself out.
I’ll let you know what happens when it all rolls out because I thought I was the first one that it hit and I was wrong, it was Rachel and Anne…so…

My Favorite Mistake

"My Favorite Mistake"-Sheryl Crow
I woke up and called this morning
The tone of your voice was a warning
That you don't care for me anymore
I made up the bed we sleep in
I looked at the clock when you creep in
It's 6 a.m. and I'm alone

[Chorus:]
Did you know when you go
It's the perfect ending
To the bad day
I was just beginning
When you go all I know is
You're my favorite mistake

Your friends are sorry for me
They watch you pretend to adore me
But I'm no fool to this game
Now here comes your secret lover
She'd be unlike any other
Until your guilt goes up in flames

[Chorus:]
Did you know when you go
It's the perfect ending
To the bad day
I'd gotten used to spending
When you go all I know is
You're my favorite mistake
You're my favorite mistake

Well maybe nothin' lasts forever
Even when you stay together
I don't need forever after
It's your laughter won't let me go
So I'm holding on this way

Did you know, could you tell
You were the only one
That I ever loved
Now everything's so wrong

Did you see me walking by?
Did it ever make you cry?
You're my favorite mistake

And it Keeps Coming…

OK, I swear it couldn’t get any better, I’m not kidding.

My g-friend tells me that while she was at work at the airport this cute TSA guy I’ve had my eye on (he looks like bald Russ Crowe-yum!!!) for quite some time, heard I was attracted to him and came into our store looking for me. My g-friend tells him that I work every Weds and Thursday evening if he wants to come in and talk to me. He asked my name and said his flight comes in at 8p and he’d try to make it in to talk to me. While this sounds ideal and all, someone else told me that this guy was married so I’m sort of at a loss as to approach this since I don’t typically ask guys out anyways. I figure what the hell, I’ve managed to humiliate and embarrass myself enough lately, why not take two more opportunities?
He didn’t end up making it in so again, I was disappointed…

AND…


The “Crush”, who doesn’t know I liked him and who I’d given up on now knows who I am. Apparently some of my friends approached him at a recent show and he wanted to know what I looked like and my name so he could approach me next time he saw me and at the very least he suggested that approach him at his next show this weekend. Great! So I can be blown off or humiliate myself or be disappointed. I swear after all of this I’m immersing myself in work, house and competing and never coming out. This is why I hate dating!!!

Ball and Chain in the City

Considering all that is going on in my head right now, I’m just completely exhausted from all this guy crap…I think these two songs sum it up the most…

Love is like a Ball and Chain-K

How many nights, how many days did I wait to hear from you?
Have you forgotten all the things we'd said
And how many times must I let the phone ring, just to get through?
Could it be that now this has long gone bad?
Oh, oh - Has it been too long?
Oh, oh - I'm sure the feeling’s gone and
Love, oh Love feels like a ball and chain
What a fool was I to fall in love again
Love, oh Love when will this ever end
I don't think that I can ever fall again
Well how many nights, how many days I wait by the phone just to talk to you?
Could it be that I just wanna hear you say
That all this time you've been all alone
Just waitin’ for love to come to you
When that “I want you” is all I want you to say

In the City-Joe Walsh
Somewhere out on that horizon
Out beyond the neon lights
I know there must be somethin' better
But there's nowhere else in sight
It's survival in the city
When you live from day to day
City streets don't have much pity
When you're down, that's where you'll stay
In the city, oh, oh.
In the city I was born here in the city
With my back against the wall
Nothing grows and life ain't very pretty
No one's there to catch you when you fall
Somewhere out on that horizon
Far away from the neon sky
I know there must be somethin' better
And I can't stay another night
In the city, oh, oh.
In the city

When Did It Get So Complicated?

WARNING!-This is a long one so if you have ADD or don't like to read, turn away now!!!

The weekend sucked ya’ll and I’m exhausted from thinking about it…
The guy “Christian” who I dated for a milli-second..Met him at a Hairball show last Friday and he pissed me off from the get-go by flicking an ice cube at me.. Ya’ll know I don’t put up with that crap!! Hesitatingly we exchanged numbers and he pursued me for a few days until our date on Sunday.

We met for dinner at Crossroads Deli and had a great time chatting it up. After I was able to get past this asshole persona he ended up being a nice guy and I took a huge liking to the fact that he was a “grease monkey” and worked on cars and motorcycles. After we left the restaurant we went for a drink. As we were drinking he proceeds to tell me that I was/am a clean cut, straight-laced, good girl. Which I almost took as an insult because I’ve always considered myself a bit “rough and tumble”. I explained to him my tattoos, bike riding, percussion playing, cowboy liking ways and he was surprised. He kept telling me that I was “hot” and that I probably hang out in my house looking amazing everyday. (???)) I had to reiterate that I am just me; I have zits, I get sick, look tired and wake up with fish hair just like everyone else. I wasn’t even finished with my drink when he announced that he wanted to go home. Home? Seriously?! I took him home and as we sat in the car in his driveway a strange discussion ensued.. He didn’t want to invite me in, nor did he want me to leave, he also didn’t want to go anywhere else. Now yes, sports fans it did occur to me that he wanted to have sex in the back of the car, but I’m not that easy. Damn people, I’m 38 years old! I can’t be having sex in the back of a car in the freezing fricking cold!?!

I kept asking him what he wanted to do and when I would say that I was leaving, he’d get irate and tell me that he didn’t want me to go. Then he smiled at me and said that the inside of the car sure was quiet. (umm, ok) I should have done something then, but I’m a lady. He declares that he’s going inside, so sitting there embarrassed and wondering what the hell just happened, I left.

I’m halfway home and he calls telling me that he needs to “come clean on a few things” and didn’t want me to “take this the wrong way but…” Apparently (all of which I knew by the way..) his intent was to have a one night stand with me and tell me to piss off. However “everything changed” once we started talking in the restaurant and he realized that not only was a I hot, but really smart, funny and cool…He had changed his mind and now he wants to date me, but doesn’t want to have a “serious relationship” because he’s not good with women and that he may be transferring to Phoenix for work soon. Then proceeds to tell me that “I’m very intimidating” and that he’s used to going out with “trailer trash chicks that are hot but dumb”. He asked me what I thought about all of this and I was like “ok, sounds all good to me since my original intent was the same as yours.” We then talked for about 2 hours about our lives and experiences etc. For some reason he had it in his head that I could/can get anyone I want and I reassured him that I get my fair share but I’m a lady and while I probably could get anyone, I choose not too.

We decided to make plans for me to come over to his house on Monday evening after work. I text him most of the day to verify that he did want me to come over but around 3p I got a text indicating that he would be called away out to western Minnesota to pull parts for a car and wouldn’t be back until around 9p. 9p rolls around and he calls to tell me that he had to cancel. I knew right there that was it. Something was wrong. What had changed between yesterday and today???

I didn’t hear anything for about 48 hours before getting irritated and texted him about being in downtown Hopkins with my friends and it would be great if he would come down. Nothing. After work I called him and spoke to him briefly, he apologized for being abrupt via text on Monday night. We joked around briefly before he said that if I was really going to be in Hopkins he’d call me so we could meet up for a drink.

Friday night comes and I’m thinking he’s not going to show up-just a feeling I’d been having all day. I was right he didn’t show nor did he call. By 11p I lost it. I told Beth and Shan I wanted to leave. I could barely breathe I was so mad and hurt. Beth and Shannon weren’t ready to go so as I sat there I got madder and madder. Next thing you know I’m bawling in front of my friends in public which really pissed me off.

We left and immediately went to Beth’s and I freaked out! Crying and asking Beth, Shannon and the wall why this is happening –again. How I’m just plain-out too old for this shit. That I really thought I could handle having that “carrot” dangled in front of me but having it taken away so abruptly and without reason freaks me out. See the one thing you can guarantee about me is that if I’m not given a reason, I will ALWAYS think it was me. I talked too much, I called too often, I gave too much of myself to fast…

To make a longer story short- It wasn’t me after all. DUH!!!

I didn’t see/speak to anyone for about 24 hours before deciding that this is crap.. Just move on. By Sunday I texted him and asked why he stood me up and got no reply-of course! Than my response: “Just as I thought…When your done being afraid and want a real woman, let me know.” He replies immediately with “WOW, what a statement!, howd U know?” My final reply “Wow what? If you can’t handle a real woman, don’t go after one!”

Done!

A Nice Date that Turned…

I hate dating. It seems I always end up liking these guys that like me but….
We had a lovely date and tried to get him to kiss, make out, something!!!
He wanted to go home…?
We had another date set up which work called him away and I sort of shut down…
This is why I hate dating so much. Why can’t someone just do the simplest thing?-communicate!

And So It Goes-Billy Joel
In every heart there is a room
A sanctuary safe and strong
To heal the wounds from lovers past
Until a new one comes along
I spoke to you in cautious tones
You answered me with no pretense
And still I feel I said too much
My silence is my self defense
And every time I've held a rose
It seems I only felt the thorns
And so it goes, and so it goes
And so will you soon I suppose
But if my silence made you leave
Then that would be my worst mistake
So I will share this room with you
And you can have this heart to break
And this is why my eyes are closed
It's just as well for all I've seen
And so it goes, and so it goes
And you're the only one who knows
So I would choose to be with you
That's if the choice were mine to make
But you can make decisions too
And you can have this heart to break
And so it goes, and so it goes
And you're the only one who knows

Jumping into the Deep End of the Pool

Well howdy there!!!!
Yes, yes, I’ve been the crabby crab of the world lately-I am very aware of this…. Please don’t get me wrong, I love my life for the most part but this dragging out of the house crap and my dating issues have left me as of late, well, feeling quite frustrated. I’ve been going on tons of runs through the woods and doing a lot of thinking and perhaps I’m going about this all the wrong way.
See, I’ve always prided myself on my self worth, my smarts, tried to carry myself with some dignity and behave like a lady. This is why you’ll never see me with my boobs bursting out of my shirt, wearing obscenely high heels, crotch baring short skirts and my stomach exposed in a too short shirt. I’m not too sure about the guys I’d attract if I went that route. I’ve always been one to fall for the smart guy who wouldn’t be attracted to the “slutty looking, bursting-out-of-my-shirt” type of girl. Smart guys have a tendency (at least in my experience) to like the subtle, hanging-out-quietly-in-the-background type of girl, which is what I do/have been doing. I took a chance and attempted to break out a bit with “Mr. Online” and am trying to do this with another guy I’ve had my eye on recently. Quite frankly it sometimes left me feeling cheap and degraded because I’m so much smarter and better than that. So far I haven’t had any luck either way and am seriously contemplating becoming the “slutty looking, bursting-out-of-my-shirt” type just to go outside “the box”. My friends and family tell me that I have the “don’t even think about it” look a cookin’ most of the time which is why only a limited few approach me. In my own defense I don’t think I’m completely a beast, unless of course you come up to me and say something dumb or crass. Really, if you wouldn’t say it to your mother, don’t say it to me. Enough said there…

Surgery!

I’ve decided to step it up a bit on my plan for self improvement. I’m having leg surgery on November 13th…just minor-really! I will be able to go right back to work right afterwards, will not need stitches nor will there be any scarring.
After a 2 hour exam of both my legs it was brought to my attention that my right leg is preventing me from stepping up my exercise activities.
1. Apparently both my legs were swollen-especially my right when he examined me.
– I do notice this a lot but figured it was because my legs are heavier.
2. The reason why I can’t seem to run past the 3 mile mark is because my calf muscles aren’t getting enough blood to them so they become “heavier” thus harder to run.
em>– Which I had noticed a bit, but assumed it was just me having more weight on my legs than the rest of my body.
3. He asked if I had gotten cramps in my right calf quite a bit and how that would be typical for someone who didn’t have a lot of blood going to that area.
em>–Yes, I do and anyone who knows me has at some point had to help me rub out a calf cramp!
4. I’m more susceptible to blood clots if I let this go.
–I definitely don’t want that!

I originally scheduled it for the end of month, but changed it so I would have more of an opportunity to heal over Thanksgiving break, than at work. I can’t exercise for 2 weeks, which just might kill me. No outdoor running and no lifting more than 10 lbs. for 2 weeks! Then I go back for a check up and see if the veins re routed themselves properly, then to saline the shit out of both legs to clean them up.
Once February/March hits I have an appt set up to have the discoloration on my torso lasered and some sun damaged areas done as well. Then I should be in good shape…


Website and Blog

I had created my “baby”, thoughtsandwhatnots.com back in 2001 when I first started writing, before this blog thing kicked in. I was one of the few that created by hand; learning basic HTML, to create a website. Well, I’m thinking of pulling the website and just keeping my “toddler” site Ideas & Tid-bits and then perhaps changing it to a video blog instead of writing. I seem to come across better, more real etc than I do when I write and the ideas that come with live blogging are much more fluid than if I wrote them down. I’m currently looking to cameras at the electronics company so once I can wrap my head around all parts and contingencies I will make the announcement.

There are certain benefits that come with only having only the blog such as it’s FREE, it’s “auto” hosted and eventually Google will come up more accessories to add to it as blogging grows. The thing I will miss the most about the website is that I can create multiple pages. I can add a bio page, an art page, etc whereas Blogger doesn’t have those features. The Thoughts site also allows me to create and change out my own layout whereas you pick and choose, then alter an already existing layout. I have some tricks and ideas about this that I’m throwing at Google as we speak. So hopefully some of them will be implemented. I’m also in process of incorporating all Google “add-ons” into my Blogger site. I’m working with Picasa for my art and pictures, Google Reader for latest headlines, and Google Trends-Music to find out what the heck is going on in music these days. Google seems to be more stable and is free to use. I want to also incorporate music on the site so I’ll probably add a music player of some kind which I have yet to do some research on. So money being as tight as it is now, I’d be saving $20./mo if I didn’t have to host the Thoughts site….
Just some random thoughts...we'll see what happens...good weekend all!!!!
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The Stuff of Legends

I know I have mentioned a few or a couple of the disastrous dates I’ve been on, but I usually tell the tale so many times I forget to write them down. You all know about the most recent, the guy I had dinner with at Billy’s on Grand, the one that pissed my bed and the 4 main men in my life ..oooh but wait-there’s more!

High School-Senior Year 1988
Rob Smale-I dated him for 3 months I think. He was a year younger than me and I knew he wanted to date me. He was a lanky punker kid. I let him break up with me because we obviously were going nowhere. We kissed something like twice, I was bored and showed disinterest. Whatever-yawn.

Normandale CC- Freshman Year
Bill ?- Looked a lot like Steve Perry. Total mama’s boy and his mother had a “sit down” talk with me about “goin’ out with her boy”. Umm, ok, we were dating for 2 months….
He was a virgin and I got all “guy” about it. Thinking how cool it would be to have sex with a guy who was a virgin. Umm, yeah. It was soooo much better in my mind! We broke up when he waited until 2am before deciding he wanted me to drive him home instead of staying over night. He didn’t have a car and I did, so I ended that “you’re my taxi” mentality right away. I broke up with him the next day. He ended up dating one of my friends who was a 450lb redhead and married her!

Normandale CC-Freshman Year (3 months later)
Noah ?- Bill’s best friend. He also had a g-friend. Yeah, I’m a jerk. We had the “to-drunk-to-care-who-I-sleep-with” sex. His g-friend ended up finding out that not only did he sleep with me that same night but slept with 2 other friends of ours too. I played and was played. Oh well. I thought it funny, serves me right anyway.

Mankato State-Sophmore year
Jason- He was a friend of mine and had been for quite sometime. He looked like Campbell Scott from the movie “Singles.” He and I were spending a lot of time working together and hanging out together. I started to like him. He was nice, smart, and funny. After several attempts at hitting on him, he finally just looked at me and told me upfront that he didn’t like me well, because “we just aren’t compatible”. I was floored and my feelings were hurt but I wasn’t mad, how could I be? He was just being honest. We ended up staying friends and he married my g-friend Wendy and had a child.

Jim- He was the District Manager of the restaurant I worked at. He was married and a complete player-I hated him. He managed to charm me a bit with his intelligence and we ended up at a restaurant one night talking. When he dropped me off at my house he kissed me and we ended up waking up my neighbors and roommates with all the rolling around we did on the deck. Once we calmed down a bit, he made an indecent proposal. If I would agree to sleep with him he’d pick me up and have me brought to his hotel room when he was in town. He’d take me out (dinner, theater, clubs), pay for everything, I’d stay with him at the hotel for however long he was in town and when it was time for him to leave he’d drop me off at home. I agreed. I mentioned it to Rachel the next day and she propositioned me, “If you do this I will not be friends with you.” she said. Therefore, I didn’t.

Chris-John-Was set up by Rachel and another friend. They though he was perfect for me, actually he wasn’t at all. He never touched me-period. He told me I was too aggressive and I told him to buzz off.

Billy Scarstadt- Looked like Eddie Vedder from Pearl Jam. He hit on me the first second I was introduced to him but figured I’d hold out for at least a couple of months. I really liked him. We dated for 3 months before we did anything. It wasn’t terribly great or bad. Apparently I scratched him or left some sort of mark on him, because as I stepped out into the hall to go to the bathroom I overheard him bragging to his friends about what he had done with me. It was really terrible stuff, so I grabbed my clothes and snuck out. I saw him a week later and invited him to a birthday party my friends were throwing me. He said he’d come, then didn’t. He came over to my house, drunk, banging on the door, wanting to see me. I ignored the door until he left. Decided problaly not a good idea to see him anymore.

Mankato State-Junior Year
The DJ at the local bar- Had spoken to him several times that year and decided to invite him over. I was rebounding from a three and half-year relationship and wanted to get “some”. Invited him over, worked him over, and sent him home in a cab. Kept low for about a week and stayed away from the bar for about a month before I had the guts to go back in. He was friendly to me but we never got together again. I figured I made it pretty clear I didn’t want to go out with him.

Mankato State-Junior Year
Brent Turner- This guy apparently graduated with Rachel and I and I never knew it. Met him through some mutual friends and we hit it off. Was pretty sure he liked me, I was wrong. I kept hitting on him etc and he never seemed to pay attention to it. We ended up sleeping next to each other at a friend’s after bar and he never tried anything, in fact I think he masturbated next to me,because he kept rocking back and forth really fast.

Arizona State University-Junior Year
Jim Luggenbuhl- This guy was a mistake-HUGE mistake! He was my boss-directly. I didn’t even know he liked me. I was feeling a bit , ehm, unattractive and he came along. He wasn’t close to being my type or taste. I dated him for 3 months and found him to be very much a “red neck” and unintelligent. I found out he was also seeing the woman that would become his wife. I called him to chew him out and once he figured out I was pissed he hung up on me. He ended up married to this girl and had a couple of kids. I wonder how they can all fit into that tiny trailer?

Fall 2004
Chris?-Met this guy online at something like Match.com or Minnesota singles...something...He and I spoke for about 3 months before deciding to met. We decided to met at the movies and go see "Shallow Hal". He was late , so I bought the tickets. When he arrived, I go to hug him and he stiffens up. I figured whatever...As we start to walk toward the theater he starts muttering under his breath. When I ask what's up he explodes into this tirade of how I didn't tell him I was fat and how he wasn't expecting me to be an amazon. huh? I told him that it wasn't my fault he was shrimpy-who cares? He insulted me throughout the movie and when I started walking toward my car he decided to show off his turck to me. I told him I thought he was making up for something and went home.

Guy from Accenture-Very cute in his picture (met him online). The guy that showed up at my door looked completely different. Fat and no hair. He was nice, not too smart or interesting. I told him I didn't think it a good idea to go out again-if you can't be honest now, how can you be honest later?

Artist Guy from Minneapolis- Very hot looking but obviously not interested in me. He talked throughout our dinner and had half of his food on his lap. He mentioned that he didn't like the fact that I had cut 6 inches off my hair, he preferred girls with long hair. Drove me to a movie in his Benz going so damn fast I had to grab the "oh shit!' handle and beg him to slow down. He kept using the word "obscure" to describe everything and I don't think he knew what it meant.