Next time, Tiger..
Ah, so.
Karma isn't instant sometimes.
Or maybe I'm living the reparations of my younger emotional carelessness.
Or maybe I should just give everybody a shot.
Though, that doesn't sound right.
I've spent the last week dealing with awkwardness, and it didn't help me at all.
I can only hope that it's been helpful to those who I have spent the awkwardness with.
There was a co-worker, whose fancy I was not blind to, but who I deemed it better to leave alone whilst the degree does not elevate. But when it did, I agreed to a meeting, and then put the truth out there before it could escalate in feeling or hope.
So, there's that. I did it in the least dickish way I could without the backwardness of white lies.
Then, a very close friend of mine did something very confusing. While we were dancing he pinched my tummy. Not in a sexy way at all so I was very surprised when he responded to my "what was that" as a grope. This guy has a gal, and I don't know what's going on with that, but I don't want to be involved in anybody's relationship but my own. So, I blew it off without saying anything about it.
Maybe that's my issue. I don't know when to say and when to not, or what to say or what's better left unsaid.
Because, I felt as though I were taking emotional responsibility.
But last night I went to go hit on this foxy dude. Oh, my.
Long story short.
It didn't work.
Something about time.
Well, it's never a good time for me to hit on dudes, I guess.
And I just want to be all naked in bed with somebody.
Too hot for the blanket, but a sheet will do just fine.
Talking about science or space or society.
Or just fucking through the night.
I am lonely, but I don't think I could ever not be alone.
It may just be the way.
Karma isn't instant sometimes.
Or maybe I'm living the reparations of my younger emotional carelessness.
Or maybe I should just give everybody a shot.
Though, that doesn't sound right.
I've spent the last week dealing with awkwardness, and it didn't help me at all.
I can only hope that it's been helpful to those who I have spent the awkwardness with.
There was a co-worker, whose fancy I was not blind to, but who I deemed it better to leave alone whilst the degree does not elevate. But when it did, I agreed to a meeting, and then put the truth out there before it could escalate in feeling or hope.
So, there's that. I did it in the least dickish way I could without the backwardness of white lies.
Then, a very close friend of mine did something very confusing. While we were dancing he pinched my tummy. Not in a sexy way at all so I was very surprised when he responded to my "what was that" as a grope. This guy has a gal, and I don't know what's going on with that, but I don't want to be involved in anybody's relationship but my own. So, I blew it off without saying anything about it.
Maybe that's my issue. I don't know when to say and when to not, or what to say or what's better left unsaid.
Because, I felt as though I were taking emotional responsibility.
But last night I went to go hit on this foxy dude. Oh, my.
Long story short.
It didn't work.
Something about time.
Well, it's never a good time for me to hit on dudes, I guess.
And I just want to be all naked in bed with somebody.
Too hot for the blanket, but a sheet will do just fine.
Talking about science or space or society.
Or just fucking through the night.
I am lonely, but I don't think I could ever not be alone.
It may just be the way.