Underwhelmed, over-cynical?
...this weekend rocked hard, honestly, with movies and friends galore (and a nice cookout Monday).
However, Friday night was, sadly, emblematic of why I am over Dallas: a guy named Greg I hung out with a few weeks ago asked me out on a real date. So, we went to Asian Mint, my second favorite Asian Fusion place in Dallas. For as successful as he is, he is juts boring as wheat toast with no Jam.
And there wasn't a great deal of Physical attraction, either. And, again, I think he wants a bit more of a 'boy' and less of a 'man'. Seems to be a recurring theme with men I meet in Dallas, no?
And then there was the final bit of Diego-related drama: I don't know who to believe anymore about anything, and me worrying and being upset about it long distance is a study in futility. Still, its hard to battle that part of me that feels lied to or bamboozled. *shrug*. If he IS lying, then thats not someone worth my time anyway, even when I move out there. If he's not, then I still question the calibur of people he surrounds himself with because of the online drama they try to stir up.
But, the whole ordeal made me think about my true motives for moving: If Darran were not in Sydney, would I still want to live in Australia as badly? YES.
Miami? YES, of course!! So, in the interest of my own sanity and well-being, I have to desire moving there as if he never existed, and that includes all those associated with him. So, I will still be starting from scratch, then.
My trainer is again going to kick my ass, this time on a PULL Day (back, biceps etc) today. W00t for that.
I am already starting to notice improvements from his new ab routine.
And work, of course, continues to be an adventure.
What is going on with you all?
However, Friday night was, sadly, emblematic of why I am over Dallas: a guy named Greg I hung out with a few weeks ago asked me out on a real date. So, we went to Asian Mint, my second favorite Asian Fusion place in Dallas. For as successful as he is, he is juts boring as wheat toast with no Jam.
And there wasn't a great deal of Physical attraction, either. And, again, I think he wants a bit more of a 'boy' and less of a 'man'. Seems to be a recurring theme with men I meet in Dallas, no?
And then there was the final bit of Diego-related drama: I don't know who to believe anymore about anything, and me worrying and being upset about it long distance is a study in futility. Still, its hard to battle that part of me that feels lied to or bamboozled. *shrug*. If he IS lying, then thats not someone worth my time anyway, even when I move out there. If he's not, then I still question the calibur of people he surrounds himself with because of the online drama they try to stir up.
But, the whole ordeal made me think about my true motives for moving: If Darran were not in Sydney, would I still want to live in Australia as badly? YES.
Miami? YES, of course!! So, in the interest of my own sanity and well-being, I have to desire moving there as if he never existed, and that includes all those associated with him. So, I will still be starting from scratch, then.
My trainer is again going to kick my ass, this time on a PULL Day (back, biceps etc) today. W00t for that.
I am already starting to notice improvements from his new ab routine.
And work, of course, continues to be an adventure.
What is going on with you all?