Thursday, June 21, 2012

Spark - Tori Amos



She's 3 months pregnant, due January 1, 2013.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Goodbye Goodguy

It's been a hot minute! Schools out! I started a new job! I thought I knew what I wanted but I don't! So so so so so many dates. It's disgusting and expensive. Monetarily and emotionally. Ok, so since I am so behind, there's no way I can go into detail about each and every one of these guys. What I can do is label them and pass judgement. I'm really good at that.

Mr. Put Together
Ah, Pedro. How impressive, you own expensive, dry cleaned Ben Sherman suits. You own your own place in my favorite city. You're 37 and a true diamond in the rough with your clean record and no baggage. Today you stepped up to the plate and apologized for putting your foot in your mouth. You're taking me out to the movies. Once again, I embark on the adventure many call "the second chance." Good luck.

The One That Never Got Away
Danny. A simple five lettered name. So much tumultuous history. Pregnancy, abuse, jealousy, lust. Ironically, you have said the most sweetest thing to me that I will never forget. He saw me at Viva Las Vegas years ago, weeks later we met and he remembered me. He described my beauty when he laid his eyes on me. He remembered my top and my hair. He said he always wished a girl as pretty as myself would give him a chance. Sometimes love just isn't enough.

  The One I'm Supposed To Be With
Martin Garcia Hernandez. This man definitely shares a small part of his soul with me. He's giving me a taste of my own medicine now. We met, he was real and was past all the games. He adored me. I played games. I got used to the attention. Now I miss it. You upset me over the littlest things. We can't let go though. We went to an Angels game last night and had a long talk after. We agreed to try to make this work. I don't know if this is what I want.

The Unexpected
I met Anthony off POF. He was old fashioned. He called. He texted. He was cordial and gentleman like. We had one amazing whirlwind of a weekend. Our first date was a sack snack pack at sunset on the beach. My heart grabbed onto you and wouldn't let go. I was too much to handle. I asked too many questions and got you second guessing yourself. It was over before it ever really began. A part of me will always wonder 
'what if?'

The Music Man
Peter, you mother fucker. No one I've EVER met has had the music collection like you. We went to the Verdugo bar and hit it off instantaneously. We listened to music for hours had decent sex. I wanted you to call me back so bad. You're emotionally unavailable and "didn't plan for things to end up this way." Bullshit. You reminded me a lot of Anthony and you were like right after him. Equaling as disappointing.

 Deviously Dapper
For the life of me, I can't remember your name right now. How awful is that?! I swore when I met you that you were everything I was looking for. Well, I was right to a certain degree. You ended up just another flavor of the month. You text me penis shots from time to time asking what I think. I left a cardigan and my sister's brand new copy of 50/50 over at your house. A nominal piece of collateral if anything. Totally replaceable, kinda like you...David.

Connection or Creeper
You would look at me and just know stuff. It wasn't cute, it felt like I had just been Googled in person or something. You seemed head over feet. There was something lacking. You washed my car and told me about all your family problems. You should really get out of Boyle Heights. Your life is your business, literally and figuratively. You're gonna make a weird girl really happy one day. 

You Remind Me Of Someone
I can tell you who it's NOT...Joseph Gordon Levitt. Yes, you share the same name, but you couldn't be any farther removed from his yummy-ness. You knew I was wearing red, so you did too. Your mouth looked and smelled bad. Your card got declined. You had no energy. You are the definition of lowered expectations. I feel bad for being mean, but I feel lied to. After our first (and last) date, I just about threw my hands up in the air. I can't do much more of this.

So, this is it.