Sunday, March 11, 2007

Mr. Unemployed is Mr. Way Too Something

It had been awhile since I had heard from Mr. Unemployed. Remember, I had called him & he didn't pick up the phone because he didn't recognize the number. Then he had no problem texing me that same night only because I had chatted with him online. I then called him again and spoke for a bit.

He sent me a text saying good morning the next day & then sent me an ecard for my birthday. That was it. I have not heard from him since. I sent him a 'thank you' email for the ecard. I then sent him a text Friday night that he responded to he 'didn't know who it was contacting him'. Don't you have my name in your phone? I have his.....I have all of their's so I know who it is calling & which ones to pick up & which to avoid.

I've seen him online numerous times all week & figured I was not about to continue being the initiator in this because is should be a two-way deal.

I got tired of the nonsense & sent him an email last night saying it's been nice chatting but I'm not feeling anytihng because there's no effort on his part. It was a nice email but still not somehting someone wants to get, I guess.

He emailed me back all of the reasons why he has not contacted me: I have a hectic schedule, he's seen me online but didn't want to bother me, would call my cell but I may be in class, and he has been adjusting to his now work schedule. Remember he was unemployed for 6 months.

So I sent it back saying he did not have to break it all down for me, but people call people all of the time at all hours. And usually people getting he call will answer if they can or call back later if it isn't a good time.

He sent it back that he has enough friends, did not want to chat with me if we are not going to try and meet & that so far the score is 1-0, me up, because we talked once on the phone. EW!

So I sent it back that if he wants to be technical, then its 2-0 with zero for him. I also pointed out it was me who sent the texts, not him.

This is all so silly. I have no time for games. I want people who are paying for this stupid site to put some effort into this....not let it all be on me because I "might be busy".

Anchors Away!

Crak & I trekked into the city on Friday night to go to the Anchor Bar. The weirdness of the evening began when I was standing on the (freezing) platform and had 4 minutes left before the train arrived. An announcement came on that the train was running on time. When 8:39 came & went, the signs still pointed to an 'on time' arrival. The 8:42 came for Huntington and even the 8:49 for Port Jeff. came and went. We then get the announcement that our train is 15 minutes late. Yeah, thanks for letting me freeze out there.

The train arrived & i got into my usual car when riding in to the city. My car was PACKED with spring break college kids & high schoolers heading in for a night of mischeif. weirdness #2 was when the train pulled in to Penn & dropped us off at the farthest reaches of the station! I had to haul it pretty far to our meeting place. On the way, Weirdness#3 happened when some guy climbed in my face & said "Hey Baby". ACK! I have issues with strangers in close proximity of my face........and this set me off a bit.

I met Crak & we were off to the subway. Nice timing, as the train pulled up seconds later. It whisked us pretty quickly to Spring St. where we needed to get our bearings as to which direction we were to walk. Crak recognized the area after walking two blocks bc TLS had played down there often. We walked & saw a few bars, of which none were our destination. We headed back towards the station, thinking we went the wrong way, when I commented about the two bouncers (one oh so hot) and she said "Hey. This is it." Yup. we were looking for the only bar on the street that had NO SIGN. ALl they had was an iron anchor above the door. Oh, sure we'd have found it. Whatever.

Weirdness #4 was that the place was completely empty when we entered. They asked if we were there for the party but when we looked confused they just let us pass. The only people inside, at 10:30 pm was the staff & us. UGH so embarrassing!

We got our very pricey drinks & sat down at a tableish area. Three guys came in shortly after & sat across from us. One was pretty cute (at least he looked so in the dark from across the room) and kept looking in our direction. An hour & a half of this 'looking/not looking' nonsense and he came over to the other side of the room to talk to the girls next to us. They were not there when the whole thing began & we both thought he was finally coming over our way. NO! He segways over to these other women & we're still sitting there.

Don't get me wrong. Crak & I talked nonstop about everything! We laughed, missed a few comments, had two drinks, weren't sure if we could stand for a moment, and then decided it'd be best if we did.

A group of cute, short guys came in and one was staring at me. He came over & grabbed my wrist & said I looked like a girl he knows from dodgeball.........???..... but I'm not her. Uh--no way! I'm not? He then went on to catch up with his friends.

While standing, some Weird Girl approached these two guys, talked to them for a moment (literally) and then waved to Crak & me to join in. Crak, very personable gal that she is, went over. WG introduced her & three of the 4 talked for a few minutes. WG waved me over again & I said "that's okay". She asked if I wanted her help walking & I said no I was fine, just not interested & then WG left Crak standing there with a guy she did not want to talk to. And so it began. Crak's 'fever'. Fever Guy #1 said he had to go do something with his cold that he had (ew! don't come near me if you have a cold...germy freak) and disappeared.

Crak smiled with relief & came back by me. A bit later, Fever Guy #2 saw Crak dancing by our little table & leaned in and said something in her ear. She began laughing. This went on & apparently I did not pick up on the signals that she was skeeved. She then pases him off to me where I said two things to Fever2 and sent him packing back to her. He lasted a bit longer (ew skeevy ear tlaking, spitting, smelly freak) and then she said we had to get going.

We had to go to the ladies' room so bad, but were afraid it'd be another unisex BBR deal and decided to wait for Penn. Mistake! We walked back to the subway & did not realize we'd have to wait. And wait. I began calling Gameboy because he was in Brooklyn & could come get us. Oh if I only had service & battery life!

We just made it back to Penn & ran down the steps to wait for the train to pull in to the station. We then got on & I was told I'd have to change in Jamaica. Huh? But I never change! Weirdness #5. I don't ever ever change & now would have to. The conductor told me to cut through the Hempstead-bound train to ge tto mine. Oh no! Is this doable? I hope so.

I did make it, seeing as I am posting, and got home at 3am. I was so beyond tired the next day. I also had the chills, achiness, and began losing my voice. I blame it on the 'Fevers' that came in too close a proximity to me.

I Just Don't Get It

Mr. Italy made a random appearance in an email this week. It was brief, but went into an explanation of how he's been ravelling for work & that is why we have not goten together yet. It then asked if I wanted to, again, "swing by Brooklyn for dinner". He'd cook. Well, while this is all well & good, I am not 'swinging by' for dinner. Nobody swings by Brooklyn. I have not seen him. I don't trust him completely. Why? Because every conversation is "Do you miss me? I've missed you. Do you remember when .......(insert random whatevers here)..."

I do not miss him. I have never missed him. He was an interim. At best. Hot. Yes. Muscles. Yes. Good for some drinks & such. But he does not call. His ims are focused on one topic only: how to get me to stay the night. And since I am not driving to BK for that, can you say never?

We had an entire im issue on Thursday. He wants me to go to him. I invited him out with me & Crak. He kept begging me to not go & to go by him instead. He won't give me his new # and had the nerve to ask for mine again.

My only thought is that he is still dating the girlfriend & won't admit it because it's not going well & he's looking to just cheat on her for a bit. I don't know but it's all so weird!

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Band Names

AOL is running soemthing about creating your band's name. They suggest that you take the name of the first car you owned and then add on your highschool's mascot. This creates the name of your new band!

Mine would be "Shadow Comets".

Not bad!

The Mechanic

I got an email from a new guy on Match. He's oh so hot looking and sounds so nice. He's an automechanic, can not spell to save his life, and this cutie contacted ME! From what the picture shows, he's a 'Hottei Danny' but here on the Island. He did not do the stupid 'wink' thing. He actually emailed me the first time out. It was simple (kind of like how he comes across) and said "Hey...my name is mr. mechanic and I just wanted to say hi. Maybe you'd like to chat soon. Let me know. take care."

I sent it back (after I stopped drooling & petting the screen) and kept it short & sweet. He then emailed me back and said that I have a great smile, seem like a sweet heart (yes 2 words) & he'd buy me a teddy bear (bc that's what it says on my profile).

I sent him my number & then my phone died. I know! Well, I got a phone/car charger for my birthday so that will not happen anymore. He called & left me a message. I LOVE LOVE LOVE how his voice sounds. The catch? He's 21. But I said I needed a toy. So I guess this is it. God is smiling on me & sending me my birthday present. Oh how fun this may be!

The Ride is Over

I had sent Cowboy a text a couple of weeks ago about the $$ he owes me. A week later when it had not arrived, I called him & wrote the nauseaus post. Still no money. I sent him a text this past Monday saying 'if you aren't going to send it, just text me no'. I explained to him how hard it is for me to do this & how it takes me 3 days to get over it. He texts me back: "I meant to send it to you. I've been trying to work up the nerve to call you. My life is all kinds of different now. I am sorry. I wanted to call and say happy birthday . I didn't forget I just didn't think you wanted to hear from me. I will try to send some money soon."

I sent it back "Don't contact me. I wish I could talk to you but I can't. I hate what youdid and am not over it. I am glad you are happywith your new life/gf but it's not what I thought was going to happen and it's not what I was promised. Just send the money. You wanted me out of your life. You got it".

And now I have been crying since Monday. I really really hate this!

Happy Birthday to Me!

Oh so much to recap! Let's start with I went away for 4 days/3 nights to Fla. I left Thursday morning.......had chaos at JFK...........rode down on the same plane with the guy who plays 'Rex' on OLTL. Got to the airport with no problem & then went off for the day. I finally got to eat at Sonic. I am so tired of seeing their commercials and not having one local to try out. It was interesting, to say the least. There is no other way to order your food except to use the voicebox thingy. I had a burger....pretty good....and a cherry-limeade drink. Yummy! I wish we had Sonic here just for that drink.

I then went off to the Mall where I found the most awesome birthday shirt and bought it for myself. Then I pulled out a map & went house & townhome hunting. I found gorgeous homes all affordable. The only problem is that they are in Fla and I'd be 100% alone.

That night I went to Universal's Citywalk. It's a more 'adult' Disney Marketplace. I ate at Margaritaville & had a fantastic Coco Cabana dirnk. Some pineappley/coconutty drink that was good. I checked in to the hotel at 11pm & crashed.

Friday brought a trip to Epcot, meeting up with Dad, who was there on business, and some good rides & food. That night I went to the 'Priate & Princess Party' and rode the rides & got candy & jewelry by following a treasure map. So so cute.

Saturday & went to the Magic Kingdom where I picked up my birthday button that I wore throughout the park. My brother came down the night before, so he joined me fo rthis. we then went house huntng again & found more beautiful complexes. Ah--have to really think about this. We ate a late dinner at this cute place called bahama Breeze where I had fantastic coconut shrimp and a pineapple/coconut martini that I wish they could have put in a sippy cup for me to dirnk the rest of the night. It was amazing.

Sunday was busy but sad. We went to two more parks and then did some shopping & went back to the airport to come home. Getting back to NY was nearly impossible. OUr plane was to have taken off at 6:30 and arrive home at 9pm. We find out it's delayed in taking off by 1/2 an hour. They board us & say they'll still have us home by 9. well, the flight was smoth ubtil 9 rolled around and we weren't on the ground. The pilot comes on the speaker at 9:30 to say that JFK had us in a holdng pattern for 45 minutes and needs us to stay that way for anotehr 45 minutes. We have no fuel & have to land in Philly so we can refuel and fly in.

We finally land at JFK nearly midnight & it then akes almost another hour to get the bags. I can't stand that airport. I rolled in sometime before 2am to be up & teaching by 8:30.

It was a crazy but so well worth it trip!