HO-use

So, it's been a while. Sorry guys. I hope you've been able to deal.

I find it so appealing to stay in and not go out, but that's not, contrary to popular belief, a good way to meet people. I think that discovering and falling in House, the show and man, has made this worse. I really think I could spend the rest of my life hanging out with Greg House. Which is not healthy. He's a) not emotionally available b) a cripple (emotionally, haha, you almost got be for being ableist) and c) not real.

Anyway, I've tried to force myself to go out more. I just can't divorce the feeling of going out from the feeling of being on the prowl-- which I am, I guess, but in a kind of inactive lazy way. And then I feel all this pressure to come back with a catch. Not like I'd literally come home wi with a hook in his mouth. Or with a guy I was carrying by biting his neck like a tiger. That would be funny. Honestly, one of the best things about being in a relationship is being able to stay in, without the boyf, and not feel like you are actively sabotaging your chances of procreation.

So... let's see... what to report. There was this dude named Joe I met at a party a while ago who was cool and seemed interested in me. We did the facebook e-mail thing back and forth for a while but then that died off. I think it was actually my turn to email back. But it's hard to sustain and e-mail thing with someone you've met once. Maybe I'll reach out, out of the blue to him.

Then I met this guy Bryan at a party I went to with my friend Willa, who I spoke to for 5 minutes, but for whatever fantastic (as in fantasy, not great) or pheromonal reason, I felt I had a "connection with." I added him on Facebook AND added a message to the add. He accepted but didn't even respond to the message. LAME. That may actually be worse than not accepting or an outright rejection. It's just tacky and makes me feel like our facebook friendship is meaningless. I feel cheap. Whatevs. I think he's in love with Willa, anyway, who talked to him for 30 minutes. And, of course, she has a boyfriend. Ain't that always the way it goes. So he goes in the "dead to me" box.

More updates later. I think you'll be hearing from me a lot more because at least if I can write about things, then the XY terrorists haven't total won.

p.s. I have no idea who this Silvia woman is. But I wanted to demonstrate the facebook add + message combo and this is the best thing I found on google images.