Original blog: "Put on a Happy Face"

17 Jan 08

Put on a Happy Face

Eek. Faithfully following through on my determinations, I sent the link to several people. I now fear an intervention. I added a fourth bullet to the FAQ page explaining that I’m not about to off myself and I’ll add to that a Captain Obvious point; I’m a little melodramatic. Normal people would take a little bump on the head like Mr. Coffee and hardly find it worth mentioning. I’ve managed to turn it into a mini-series. This blog is like a small town paper; you can tell a lot about the town by what makes the news. I clearly don’t have a lot going on and it takes very little to make my life interesting enough to inspire me to write about it.

Moving on...and speaking of Mr. Coffee, there is nothing further on Mr. Coffee. He has become industrious and busy beyond compare. Today I got a “hi, omg, geez are we super busy here today.” I so favor bluntness in favor of that tack. It would be super lovely to hear instead “hi omg i totally called this one wrong. i’m not ready for this/upon further reflection, i’m not into you/my wife was actually just mad at me and has now moved back in...” It would be nice just to tie a little bow on this once promising blip. I’m resisting (for now) the temptation to dissect our few interactions to figure precisely when I freaked him out or turned him off. I’ll save that for when I feel like popping in High Fidelity and ruminating over my failed relationships with John Cusack. Such an awesome film.

I’ve often told my friends that I know I will be okay if I never meet anyone and live happily; it just doesn’t happen for everyone and that kind of thing does not come easy for me if it comes easy for anyone. But all that went out the window the moment that someone showed an interest in me. I will have a good life regardless but there is really nothing in life that compares to the feeling that it might just be happening after all.