If Patients is a Virtue, I’m a Saint!

Oh God, did I ever mess up!

Had Mr. Anonymous alone all last night (till rather late for him, in fact) and did I ask him, “what’s going on with us”?

NO!

I forgot, literally! I got so caught up in the moment of snuggling while watching a movie that I just didn’t ask. I guess I was just so happy to see him. Thing is, he did not kiss me good night. But I think that may just be him. He’s done that before.

Oh well, I guess I will just have to wait. How I could be so stupid, I don’t know. But literally, I thought of it as I got in my car to leave. SIGH!!!!

~ Joanna

My delemma...

Sorry it’s been so long – let me catch you up!

As you all know, I’ve been seeing Mr. Anonymous for a few months now. We were never officially bf/gf, but we date on the regular. So now he’s got this awesome new job but the hours are all weekend. He’ll be working every weekend! So now, when I have off, he’ll be working 10 hour days and when he has off, I’ll be working my 8:30 to 4:30. Sigh! And here in lies the problem!

I want to ask him out. I am in extreme liking with him and have finally become comfortable enough not to spazz if I don’t see him for a few days. But am I ready for the effort this would take? We’ll never take day trips…never sleep in each others arms…never go anywhere crazy. Just dinner and a movie (rented most likely). The thing is, maybe this is what I want?! I mean, maybe I need my weekends for my friends and my week nights to feel connected to a man. I don’t know!

This has disaster written all over it, as well as perfect out. Really, if we decide not to be bf/gf, we can just let it fade into a comfortable friendship through the process of never having any time to spend together. But I don’t know if I like that. Really, I’ve never been able to remain friends with an “ex” I’ve gotten so “close” to, you know? I don’t know if I am stable enough for that. Will I always want him? Will I always wonder? I don’t know…I never tried it before.

We will have to wait and see.

If you have any suggestions, let me know!

Until next time, bloggers
Absence makes the heart grow fonder…

…Johanna.

DJ and Glam Girl

I've been hanging out with my new friends DJ and Glam Girl a lot lately. In their company, I've felt myself slowly evolve into liking house music. I can easily go to a club, and when no one is dancing yet, and we're all lounging around in our comfortable, oversized chairs, I can close my eyes for a few seconds and just feel the beat of drum and bass catch up with the beat of my heart.

Tonight will be one of those nights. Glam Girl and DJ are the kid of people who are drama free, yet wild and crazy at the same time. Moreover, DJ is a real stand-up guy, the kind who won't try to get into every drunk girl's pants. DJ and I walk to the beat of the same drum. And bass. He likes to wear funky shirts and has a distinct style that I can say is his own. He gets really embarassed when he talks about his car, because it's a hand-down from his mom. He knows random people from my alma mater.

Glam Girl has a different Coach bag for every night. I guess, I envy her in that sense because I was prompted last week to go out and get a far too expensive, but orgasmalicious Coach bag of my own. She adores club DJs, but not DJ. No, DJ is just a friend. She, instead, is very attracted to a kid who both DJ and I think is flaming gay. She just thinks he's highly metro. She's a New Yorker and that NYC personality really comes out when she's drunk. I love it.

Tonight is hip hop night at The Club and we're all going. And yet again, I have nothing to wear. Don't worry though, I always come up with something.

If sexy never left, then why's everybody on my shit?

-Jess

im totally infatuated with the dude who is in love with a good friend of mine.

The "Duh" News

So, for the first time in as long as they've been doing surveys, 51% of all women in the United States are single. We're talking, every other woman you see walking down the street does not have a husband, most likely pays her own bills and runs her own life. Some say (ahem, the pope) there is a traditional family crisis, I say, "So what?" It clearly works better for women to be single these days, and no wonder. I mean, the most probable place to meet a potential mate is a bar, a club or any other entertainment establishment. Yeah, there's also work but you always have to be careful at work and dating co-workers may involve some unnecessary drama. And meeting guys through friends... well, at some point your friends run out of guys for you to meet. So, that leaves us with the nightspots.
And look at the standard American male at a typical bar on a typical Friday night. Cocky beyond belief and for no reason, same old boring Joe Schmo trying to get in a woman's pants by any means possible without making any substantial effort.
So I don't go out to meet guys any more. Hell, I'm sure I will find someone when and if the time is right, whenever it may be. It is nice to look at hotties when I'm out on the town, but I don't even want to approach them cause the minute they start talking the facade comes crumbling down and I see the douchebag underneath that hot face and body.
For now, I will remain with the majority of the women, smart driven women, who pay their own bills and buy their own diamonds, women with masters and ph.d. degrees, women who won't settle for anything less than the best, the cream of the crop. If this is the new American dream, then I am living it.

Ballin!

-Jess