Ode to Narcissism

Stereotypically feminine thing to blog about...

Last night, I had pretty much the best date ever.

There was nothing super extraordinary about it, and I am still not sure about the guy, but the night went well, I had a great time, and I’m so happy that I went.

I’m a little terrified of dating - I’ve canceled on this guy more than once - but something told me to give him a chance last night. And I’m so glad I did.

I still want the married man - but I don’t know what will happen there and I don’t want to know. I know it’s wrong, and I know some people are probably going to think less of me, but this is the selfish truth: I want what I want, and life is too damn short not to speak up for what you want. So, there it is. I guess I’m just a bad person. In my defense, though, I am not actively pursuing him. I’ve been keeping my distance, as has he. We’re trying to be good.

I’m sharing too much. Oh, well.

The Bad Girls Club = so, so crass. Yet, I can’t stop watching. The reunion episode is the worst/best.

Alright, I’m off to start my Saturday.

Oh, and my Native American Studies professor gave me the greatest idea ever - I’m going to compare Sherman Alexi’s life with those of the characters in his books to see what the similarities and differences are and analyze them. I am going to come up with a hypothesis concerning which character is closest to him. I’m thinking it’s Victor, but Thomas is probably a little there, too. I’ll blog more on this later.