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Jun 17, 2010 00:47

So I went on a date this week.  And the guy was really sweet, and his favorite show is Six Feet Under, and he loves Regina Spektor, and Imogen Heap, and KT Tunstall, and Sufjan and everything else that I love musically.  He has an awesome job and is doing exactly what he wants.  And I for some reason, just wanted to go home.  Well not home.  To the park with Kendall as it ended up being, which was fun.    I feel really weird about it, because all signs point to it having been a great date, he was nice, and funny, and interesting.  I don't know.

I was trying to figure it out, and I suppose I am pretty distracted right now.  My family is moving in less than a month now, and work is as always, quite chaotic.  LGBT Hist. Month and the GSA are managing to consume a lot of my time again.  And while many of these things I suppose are good things, they haven't left me much time for that.. part of my life?   I suppose thats it.  But at the same time, I dont know if it is.  I can picture myself with someone, in fact I do.  And doing so brings me the kind of feelings I was hoping for on this date.  But they weren't there.  I have a few things on my mind tonight that I should probably just let go of, at least for tonight.

My family is in holland from Thursday to Saturday, kind of an impromptu visit, since theyre both done with their jobs until they move.  The entire experience is really surreal, and I am a bit afraid to have this house be empty.  Itll be kind of a test drive.  Family is a large part of anyones identity, and I think I am just realizing that not only will they be in New Hampshire, but so will that part of me.  It is an opportunity to grow, DEFINITELY, but how, I am not sure yet.  Soo if you want to come over during that time, text me. Lol..We could watch a movie / paint toe nails D:

I am tired, and making less sense.  Gonna stop before I say something more stupid.
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