Last night I went out with Jackie O and her friends. I didn't know what to expect, except that I was walking into an interesting evening. Although I was without expectations, I secretly hoped for something to happen between us. However, I was OK with ending the night as friends as long as I didn't fuck up any chances of hanging out with her again ( Read more... )

OK, so I've decided to rearrange my way of thinking as per the last post. I'm tired of superficial relationships that don't mean anything. I think that's not too much to ask to have something more meaningful although it will require some work. I remember how I was about five years ago and I really didn't care what happened to me as long as I had a ( Read more... )

I'm trying to make a change in my life. I've (pretty much) been single for over a year now and I'm getting fed up with the superficial relationships I've had. I want something tangiable. Something a little deeper than, 'I like you, let's fuck ( Read more... )

Cute Promoter Girl asked me to go out tonight. I'm at that weird state where I'm not sure if something is going to happen between us. I feel like it COULD happen, but I also feel that if I say or something stupid in a moment of nerves, that it could all go down the drain ( Read more... )

I am in the process of looking for a new apartment. Although I love the one I'm currently in, I'm trying to save money to go to Europe next summer. A hundred dollars a month in the bank could make a huge difference. But like always, the feat of finding an apartment that isn't too small, too expensive, rat infested or next to a ghetto is proving to ( Read more... )

I headed up to the Shoreline Festival this weekend in Prince Edward Island for some fun in the sun with a plethora of great bands/musicians. At first I thought it might turn out to be a bad weekend while sitting in line at the ferry terminal, I saw someone I intensely dislike in the car next to us. But that proved to be the only miscue all weekend ( Read more... )

I hate the fucking guys who screw it up for the rest of us. You know the ones: socially in-ept, but blessed with good looks with the added facade of being inwardly complex that really is another way of saying they have major issues and insecurities and really should be dealing with those problems rather than involved with another person. But in the ( Read more... )

So I've once again grown accustomed to being a single guy. It's not bad really. I have no set plans, I do whatever sounds best at any given moment and I don't have to worry about being embarrassed by any body expellations I might make at home. Of course, with singledom comes the ever so frightening rejection, something that I've already faced ( Read more... )

Ms. Pierce and I broke it off, it wasn't obvious in the last post. We argued like cats and dogs and it just wasn't worth it. I'm too old to spend time trying to make it work when someone who will appreciate me for who I am is out there.

Sometimes I feel like I'm broken. I see all these people who are close to me in my life involved in serious, long, committed relationships or getting engaged or getting married and it's hard not to think that I have some serious problem with intimacy ( Read more... )