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I hope that everyone else is having a wonderful valentines day :) As for me these are my current thoughts.
I still think about Yuko once in a while, not as much as I thought I would. Mostly I think about the fun that we had together. But I suppose that is over, so I start thinking about what is next. It would be nice to have someone to hold. Really that would make me a very happy man. Being stuck out in the middle of the woods isn't conducive to the whole dating thing. Unless I wish to have relations with a tree, which I don't. I've cut up enough wood here at work that I am sure there are whole forests that would like me dead. Though the hardest part is the whole dating thing, I have no clue about any of it, I sort of lucked out with Yuko. I am not really a guy that could go to a bar to try and meet women, I don't just want a partner for sex. And besides the music is usually to loud and, to be honest, crap. I really don't have a problem making friends so you would think talking to a girl that I am interested in would be easy enough. I am more fit for a Charlie Chaplin movie in situations like that, complete with hilarious clumsiness and lack of speaking. I am sure that it doesn't help that the heat is always turned up way to much here so when I am inside of a mall I am sweating. I thought about turning gay, but that is too expected by everyone I hang out with (three out of four of my best friends are gay, I am a dieing breed). I am joining a gym tonight, which will help with my self confidence quite a bit.
Right now the worst part is the radio station which is presenting every bit of love poetry, every love song. And even romantic letters. I can't say that running that through the thickness planer hadn't crossed my mind.
I figure I do have a fair amount of redeeming features going for me though. I AM losing weight. I have a steady job, which I love. I don't have the ability to be unfaithful, and I have so much love to give it is painful. Of course last but not least I have Wolverine-esque regeneration powers when it comes to cuts and scars. Plus, I don't wear the spandex, much. I am sure something or someone will come up it is just frustrating is all, especially today.
I still think about Yuko once in a while, not as much as I thought I would. Mostly I think about the fun that we had together. But I suppose that is over, so I start thinking about what is next. It would be nice to have someone to hold. Really that would make me a very happy man. Being stuck out in the middle of the woods isn't conducive to the whole dating thing. Unless I wish to have relations with a tree, which I don't. I've cut up enough wood here at work that I am sure there are whole forests that would like me dead. Though the hardest part is the whole dating thing, I have no clue about any of it, I sort of lucked out with Yuko. I am not really a guy that could go to a bar to try and meet women, I don't just want a partner for sex. And besides the music is usually to loud and, to be honest, crap. I really don't have a problem making friends so you would think talking to a girl that I am interested in would be easy enough. I am more fit for a Charlie Chaplin movie in situations like that, complete with hilarious clumsiness and lack of speaking. I am sure that it doesn't help that the heat is always turned up way to much here so when I am inside of a mall I am sweating. I thought about turning gay, but that is too expected by everyone I hang out with (three out of four of my best friends are gay, I am a dieing breed). I am joining a gym tonight, which will help with my self confidence quite a bit.
Right now the worst part is the radio station which is presenting every bit of love poetry, every love song. And even romantic letters. I can't say that running that through the thickness planer hadn't crossed my mind.
I figure I do have a fair amount of redeeming features going for me though. I AM losing weight. I have a steady job, which I love. I don't have the ability to be unfaithful, and I have so much love to give it is painful. Of course last but not least I have Wolverine-esque regeneration powers when it comes to cuts and scars. Plus, I don't wear the spandex, much. I am sure something or someone will come up it is just frustrating is all, especially today.