The Dating Game & Various Pursuits
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kybearfuzzFor years I yearned to get into the dating game after watching my siblings go through it growing up. I never realized what a mess it can become.
On the drive home, I happened behind a Toyota Camry with two bear paw stickers and an HRC sticker. I thought to myself, I have to see the bear driving this car. Like an absolute idiot, I followed the car into the KMart parking lot. He pulled into one space, I pulled into the one in the other row and waited to see who got out. Well, he was about 60 and swished his way to the front doors. How pathetic have I become?
I drove through the parking lot to my gym and ran for two miles to help vent some stressful energy from work. Drenched in sweat and tired, I walked on wobbly legs from the cardio area towards the locker room and noticed that the person walking in front of me looked kind of familiar. It was a date from last month, the one who kept telling me about his trainer, the one I told I just wanted to be friends with. At least he was telling me the truth about the trainer, but I didn't feel like going through the awkward drama of running into him, so I waited until he turned the corner and I went into the locker room to change. I rolled my eyes at my behavior and was happy to exit the gym.
For all of you who have that special somebody, I envied you today especially. Today I truly felt like a character in a badly written sitcom, serving mostly as a warning and comic relief to others. Ah, where oh where is my theme song....
On the drive home, I happened behind a Toyota Camry with two bear paw stickers and an HRC sticker. I thought to myself, I have to see the bear driving this car. Like an absolute idiot, I followed the car into the KMart parking lot. He pulled into one space, I pulled into the one in the other row and waited to see who got out. Well, he was about 60 and swished his way to the front doors. How pathetic have I become?
I drove through the parking lot to my gym and ran for two miles to help vent some stressful energy from work. Drenched in sweat and tired, I walked on wobbly legs from the cardio area towards the locker room and noticed that the person walking in front of me looked kind of familiar. It was a date from last month, the one who kept telling me about his trainer, the one I told I just wanted to be friends with. At least he was telling me the truth about the trainer, but I didn't feel like going through the awkward drama of running into him, so I waited until he turned the corner and I went into the locker room to change. I rolled my eyes at my behavior and was happy to exit the gym.
For all of you who have that special somebody, I envied you today especially. Today I truly felt like a character in a badly written sitcom, serving mostly as a warning and comic relief to others. Ah, where oh where is my theme song....
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Date: 2005-09-13 03:19 pm (UTC)Or is that just me?