Round and Deliciously Innocent
I love spam email subject lines… I mean, that’s a good one! Maybe I’ll use that on my next singles profile. What is round & deliciously innocent on me? My face? My arse? My eyeball? eeww, you want to eat my eyeball!?!?
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Today my kitty is STOKED it’s not raining. Today I am making myself a pizza for lunch. Today I slept in because I was up late working on a deadline. Today I talked to my ex, and it was nice to hear his voice. Today I swapped “who’s your therapist?” emails with 4 girlfriends, and as one of them put it “this is so 2005″. Today I’m wearing my Paul Frank pajamas. Tonite I have BAM… and then later tonite I will be going to the rehearsal space to play with my rockstar girlfriends again! woohoo! We’ll be playing “Monkey Gone to Heaven” and “Hey Ya”… and I practiced both with my drum teacher yesterday. I’m also excited to show off that I can play the beat to “George of the Jungle”. That’s right.. rock stardom here I come!!
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Today I also read a beautiful post from a very sweet boy. Eric’s damn close in terms of what I want in a man… and I feel like it is a GREAT sign that I’m attracting these traits in potential suitors:
- Geekily fantastic. Eric blows me away in the fabulously geeky realm.. and that is HOTT. :) I should be sooo lucky!
- Master communicators. Having someone that not only is able to communicate openly and honestly with others, but with themselves is hard to find. I feel like it is absolutely wonderful that I am attracting this in the people around me.
- Eric’s a cat lover! (and not deathly allergic) yay!
There is a lot more I could say about Eric, and how wonderful he is. (Please do not ask me the reasons why, in the face of it seeming so right, I have declined. I trust you all will trust and understand that I know what’s best for me.) No doubt he will make an amazing partner for a very lucky girl. I told him that today… and that I already miss our friendship, as we IM all the time about mac stuff and blogging stuff (you know, geek talk :). But I understand this time he needs to take.
Man, life and emotions can be so tricky! But honestly I feel fortunate to have such clarity within myself to know what feels right in my heart. I wish that for everyone.
Ok pizza’s ready!

Well, you’re one. awesome. chick. That’s right I said it. And there are plenty of suitors out there lining up to woo you.
Good luck and I hope you find what you’re looking for.
Cause you deserve it. :P
I’m noticing a strange occurence in my correspondence with you: I’m telling you “you deserve it” all the time!
I guess my super power must be “super sappy redundant posi-swill”.
Don’t hate me or that. :)
Looks like there’s too many words ending in “ence” in this post as well.
Okay….you can hate me for that.
your squirming you know, but you are handling it a graciously as one could on a blog.
Brian, how could I *ever* hate you! You’re the sweetest, and I’m getting every message from you and loving it.. Having a good friend tell me how much I rock and deserve the best is the most wonderful thing a girl could ask for. Thank you for being out there loving and supporting me… *you’re* awesome!!!! Bummed I missed you at Eric’s show… hope to see you soon! xoxo
how do you mean squirming?
I was actually thinking how hard these last 48 hours have been… :( I really care about Eric and it makes me terribly sad to know that I’ve hurt him or let him down… but such is the situation. Matters of the heart are never easy…
No, its just a comment, and an anonymous one at that.
The paradigm of outing a mebee a, somewhat private situation,
.. reading both of your blogs, it’s like watching an awkward
situation in a movie from the audience’s perspective,
an awkward scene done so well that you actually cringe in your seat.
Thanks for the postmodern moment :)
You site rocks BTW, I read it almost every day.
I met you an Rick once after a show, you were really a cute couple. Oh well.
hahha… well thanks for saying hello… and yes, we were a really cute couple *sigh* …
well, say hi again sometime. :)
What’s not to like? My boy’s wick’d smaaaat. Star-crossed I guess. Sad, really.