Since I have negleted this blog for the past week or so, here's what I've been up to, summed up:
- new (REAL) job
- new Nikes, sweat pants and iPod (to enhance the experience of my my recent attempt to make jogging a habit)
- dinner at my old boss' house, with his lovely family
- napping
hummm...Yeah, that's pretty much it. I have been overwhelmed by my new job-having reality, with benefits, salary, working from 8 - 5 (without the flexible schedule of an intern). I have my own office (and by office I mean a cubicle)and soon I will have my name on a company business card. SA-WEET! The people are nice, I've had the chance to go out to lunch with all of them a few times this week, and it seems like it's a good fit. The art director is also new, and I still have to get to know him, so I'm hoping and praying that we'll get along.
The downside of this whole thing is that I have been EXTREMELY tired, and all I do once I get home is eat, lay on this couch and fall asleep watching TV. My day is pretty much useless after 7pm, and that bothers me terribly. Hopefully my body will adjust and I'll be up and running next week.
I just got home from a 'double-date'. I ended up agreeing to go out with my friend Kira and this guy she met, who brought along his friend. I don't like these kind of things, because it makes you look desperate, but what the hell, I wasn't interested anyway, so I don't care what he might think. It was actually fun, the guys were from some french-speaking country in the northwest of Africa, one looked Italian and the other one looked Brazilian. A cute Brazilian. Sort of a darker-skinned Ben Affleck, and that was MY date. Really cute, entertaining, and layed back. When the date was over (I cut it short because I kep yawning, since I woke up at 8 this morning to go get my highlights done) Kira and I walked to my car, and they went the other way. 2 minutes later, her date calls her phone asking if I was interested in exchanging numbers with his friend, because he really liked me. You know, I even considered it, but eventhough I would love to have someone to take me out every now and then, I would rather wait until I feel like I'm ready to put up with someone new again. I'm just sick and tired of disappointment, so like a coward, I just stay away and enjoy the benefits of single life. Huh?
What I actually like is having crushes. Crushes on people I don't really know. I like the phase before the kiss, before the end of the first date, before the first call. That's what I like. Because then you really get to imagine all those great things that of course, don't turn out to be true. Earlier today, for example, I went over a friend's who just bought a house in the suburbs, and the house was full with of really cute guys (his brothers and his cousin, who is SUPER FLY and on whom I happen to have a slight crush). He's really handsome, he seems to have his stuff together, great conversation, well-rounded, well-traveled, speaks frech fluently... I imagine what it would be like to date him, or even just go on a date with him, and how he would know exactly what to do with me, how to treat a girl who is outspoken and opinionated, and he would actually appreciate those things about me. In my mind, it would be perfect, he would call me the next day, then the next day, then the next day. We would wine and dine in really nice charming little places, we would travel, and do things couples do.
But then you actually go out with the guy. And he doens't like the fact that you have a brain and opinions, and that it just might be the case that you actually have more balls than him. Instead, he thinks you're stubborn. But he still calls you, because hey, how is a man supposed to get in some girl's pants without even calling her every once in a while? Then he acts like he's normal and really into you for the first few dates, until one day he just does something that makes you see think 'WHT THE FUCK? DID THAT JUST HAPPEN??', and then it's over, and all the nice things you imagined in the beginning are gone, and he becomes one more waste-of-time man in your lists of those who were WASTE OF YOUR PRECIOUS TIME. That's the story of my life.
So as you may have noticed, I've become slightly bitter and cynical when it comes to relationships, but what do you expect from someone who's dated men who turned out to be inconsiderate, stupid idiots. EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THEM. Even the one who I was with for almost 2 years. Yep, another stupid idiot (and broke!).
Well, this may be the Corona talking, so let me take my ass to sleep. Tomorrow I plan on doing laundry, just the whites. I also plan on grocery shopping and cooking a strawberry desert I have been craving for a couple of days. If the weather permits, I'll take my dog to park or walk somewhere. I also plan on napping, because that's just how useless I am.
