boyz gone AWOL

well, i went out with a couple of my friends last night. we were supposed to be picked up by some guys who had a limo. already a sketchy proposition i thought (not being that enthralled by limos) we found it even wierder when the guys showed up, came up one by one and introduced themselves, and then went away again. apparently to meet up with some coworkers in the back of the place while we finished our dinner. next thing we know, poof, they were gone, and the guy who arranged the whole thing was bemoaning the fact he was stuck in the car with 8 guys! needless to say we had some general questions at that point about his preferences!

while of course they were schmucks, i guess the whole thing begs one to question the wisdom of thinking you would pair up 3 couples successfully and have everyone be happy. the oldest of the group, i was assuming i'd get stuck with the guy with no hair, (not that there's anything wrong with that) and my other friend was afraid of getting stuck with the shortest guy (not that there's anything wrong with that either). it seems they were thinking the same thing about us. so while it was odd that they left, it would have been odder still i thought if the whole thing had worked out. especially given that we didn't (or i didn't) know these guys at all and while i was concerned about getting in a limo with 3 guys i didn't know, 8 was absolutely not going to happen.

i think i'm getting too old for this stuff.

so i've been seeing this guy i met dancing at the big easy. i think he thinks i'm too hard. i declined his sweet offer to go up to his place after coming back from another club we went to a few weeks later. then i joked with him about why he wanted to make me dinner at his place when we could go out near my place. anyhow, i guess he's already tired of the work i require him to do to accommodate what i want, b/c this saturday night he decided he wanted to do "paperwork" instead of seeing me. at all. anywhere. after he'd already asked me out. (in his defense there is more to the story, but still, as per my new motto, no excuses, he's now over.)

when i hear the word paperwork...(i think Nightmare in NY on New Years. which it actually wasn't, the event was awesome. it was the bizarre behavior of the guy afterwards that turned out to be that. another long story which i didn't tell you yet. anyhow, he too said he had to do paperwork. on new years eve.)

so anyhow, when i hear the word paperwork, i think toilet paper. as in, he would prefer to stay home and j.o. than to hang out with me.

as you can see, i'm pretty miffed with this guy and think i'll leave him alone with his paper and whatever he wants to do with it. in any case, he's already told me that he doesn't want to get serious as he's moving in a year or so (one of the reasons i've declined to get involved).

since i'm tired of all of the above, i text messaged another ex and said come c me. a real rules don't. awaiting his response.

which brings me to another point i've been meaning to write about. i'm learning the meaning of people choosing each other. i grew up with the experience of one person always being more interested than the other. namely the guys i dated were more interested in me than i was in them, because i was busy being more interested in someone else i wasn't dating. so the concept of being interested in someone and having it be reciprocal, is quite fascinating. especially if both parties have plenty of people to date, plenty of reasons to do it, and still, they find you the best.

though the sucky part is that saving the best for last sure wastes a hell of a lot of time...something i haven't got.