Drunken thoughts: 2/20/09
I just broke up with someone whom I really, really liked.
You would think that by now that it’d be easier, having gone through this a few times and, in this particular situation, having seen the warning signs for two months.
I never thought that after posting that last entry that I’d already grow the balls to actually breech the subject.
Apparently balls thrive in alcohol.
Somehow “so how was your day” turned into “so where are we at?” after pent up anxiety and vodka met half way.
Yet again, the answers were “I’m not ready to live my life with one person” and “my life isn’t where I want it to be”.
To quote Motley Crue… “It’s the same old situation — the same old ball and chain.”
I’ve never accepted that as a valid reason why you can’t date someone. Fuck, just admit you’re not that into me. “I”m not in a position to…” implies that you think I wont accept you for who you are and I’ve always found it insulting.
Either way… for better or worse… here I am: 12:29am on a Friday morning and curling up in a fetal position with my kitties.
Furthermore, if hear “it’s not you, it’s him” I’m either going to burn this fucking city to the ground or someone is losing a testicle; just sayin’.
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Sorry to hear the bad news, Vincent. If it’s any consolation, I don’t think Teh Gayz are the only folks who get stupidly preoccupied with “where they are” in life. All my brothers think the same way, and they are (quite thankfully) very straight. I know women who behave that way, too.
Weirdly, most of the people I know who take the “Master Plan” approach to life come from Mississippi and are full of the Protestant Work Ethic. Catholics? Not so much.
I suggest you blame John Calvin and Martin Luther for your romantic problems: find them and destroy them. Alternately, you could hop on a plan and join us for a weekend of Carnival carnality. Take your pick.
oh Vinnie….I’m sorry.
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Thanks Jason! I’m feeling better this morning. If not hung over.
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Thanks Richard! Oh, I know the “master plan” is found all across the dating spectrum — that was just a bit of drunken ranting. Apparently there was some bitters slipped into my screwdriver. :)
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