evasiveness
well, my online dating success continues to be an elusive goal. probably because i've just begun it again, duh. there are a few guys that have written to me that sound nice & sweet. (except for the stalker middle-eastern guy who wrote me 3 times without response so i had to block him. what is it with me & middle eastern stalker men?) so perhaps i'll meet up with a few good men. but it's annoying. guys think they're so wonderful they don't have to post a picture. but they write these enticing e-mails that you think, hmmm. maybe he's something to look at. and then...(to be continued when i see the pictures ;)
in the meantime, and pretty much all the time, there's something nice and comforting about exes. especially ones that you haven't seen in a long time & you both have morphed into these oh-so-awesome versions of your former selves. i'm quite enjoying being both "gorgeous" and "good-lookin" in one day as expressed by two different guys with impeccable taste, of course. ;) you gotta admit that knowing someone for 10 years, even if you haven't lived in the same place, is cool. especially in this day and age of mobile-this and e-that.
my condo/house search continues with some more open-houses on sunday. i'm gonna get myself a buyers' broker in hopes that having one of them plus a lawyer will protect me from all kinds of ills that could befall me in my new adventure. i'm dreaming of my kitten pooping all over the floor, no wait. i'm dreaming of my kitten lazing in the sunny window of my new place, after i've cleaned up all the poop, licking her paws (she is, that is). and my favorite music is playing (let's make it the moldeau by smetana), i'm drinking hot coffee (ghiradelli's chocolate coffee) and writing an e-mail to my friend p. about how fun it is to be poor with no furniture, but damn, how nice it is to have my own place. then because i won't be able to afford to travel anymore, i'll put posters up of all the places i think i'd want to go but haven't cared enuf in the past to get there. nah, screw that. i'll travel & just not have a fridge...
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