Pizza Rolls

Yo-kay, So what happened with me today....hmm. Mr. No Show, predictably, sent me nothing, even though I sent him another e-mail saying that if he invited me out tonight I would go. I even sent it over a system that uses an android app so I know he got it...because he told me he was having problems with his yahoo mail account. OMG, I am so done with waiting for him to grow a pair. I felt bad and a lot of pity for him, but, it's just done now, he missed f*cking out. On a brighter note, the only boy who really cares, my Ex, sent me something ridiculously funny on the e-mail. Which made me laugh and laugh, then hurt ever so slightly that there seem to be no other animals like him anywhere on this planet. Sigh. So, we made plans for coffee and a movie this evening. The great part is I know it will be totally fun, so I'm very much looking forward to it.

Tonight is my Friday night technically, as a member of the State I get Veteran's day off. I plan on thanking my wonderful veterans by sleeping in tomorrow, maybe even watching some movies in bed. I have not yet decided, but I know it will involve a whole lot of doing nothing, which I am totally excited about.

I have an interview for a newly open internal position. I am also excited about this. The HR rep came in today and asked me to move my interview to today, so I said sure and it was set for 2:30. Well, I am all working right along and 2:30 comes and goes. I check the conference room and the offices and no one is around. Hmmm, odd. So, I just keep waiting. I wait through my break. I wait until I am not sure I can hold it anymore, then have to make a quick trip to the restroom at 3pm. Well, that was when their 1:30 interview finally ended. So, my boss comes over and says we will have to reschedule. He also mentions this woman was 'long winded'. Nice. So, I am all cool about it and say no problem we can do it on Monday, because he knows where I work. So, yeah, really positive.

Oh, and there was an uproar because one of the fat girls there was informed that people were offended when she wore light t-shirts all the time and everyone could see her nipples. Yeah, it bothered me, but I was not the one who complained to HR. So, she is talking about it all day and the dirty old guys in the area are totally on her side that she should be able to let her nipples poke people's eyes out anytime she wishes. I kept my mouth shut. But, yeah, cover it up, I'm pretty liberal, but come on, put a sweater on or something if you can't afford a bra other than a sports bra. Yuck.

Other than that, things just keep rolling along. Weather gets colder, work, very literally, gets poke-ier. We shall see how things go. I have another symphony to go to on Sunday night with K. I already have my outfit all picked out for it. Wish I had a little more money and that I was a little thinner and a little more patient. Still, that is a lot of really good stuff now that I re-read this. Cool.

Popular?

There was perhaps a time when I had resigned myself to being this cat lady in the picture, only with wiener dogs. They do provide a great deal of heat. But, somehow with the new job and the weight loss, I have become....hold your breath, wait for it.....popular, somehow.

And I'm not dealing very well with it. Really, I don't know how to handle it...I've never been popular. I have one or two good friends and look around constantly for a nice boyfriend, but that's it. So, in the last day after...being less than kind to Mr. No Show...who called no less than three times to beg forgiveness and try to set something up. I also got an offer to meet with another dude, S, who seems...okay, I suppose, on the dating website. Which I kind of got back on out of shear spite. He texts articulately, which is a new one and very appealing, I won't lie. He is into sports and has a good job. Then, I am out with girlfriends last night and one of them says, 'I have his friend of mine's brother who would like to be hooked up with a girl? What do you think about that?' And I think on it for a minute and I say, 'Well, I can't really turn down a date, so I suppose yes.' So, she may be 'hooking me up' with some dude in the near future. It would still be a very blind date, I'm sure. Then there is the absolute conundrum of my Ex, who, to put it very simply, is the best date ever and only gets better as I know him longer (which NEVER happens, like ever), who I would rather just hang out with than take that crappy first date plunge with any other guy and simply, unknowingly keeps pulling at that ducktape I have all over my heart, at this point. Even my family likes him and they keep asking me what I did wrong on that one. I honestly wish I knew, People. What to do...what to do.

I'm starting to get alittle afraid. I have no idea what they want anymore....offer them sex and they don't want sex. Offer them caring and nurturing and they don't want that. Offer to listen and they don't feel like talking. It's like an odd push and pull tango. Forward, forward, back, back. I rather wish it were simple...uhm, let's see, you right there, I'll take you. That's it, deal done. Everything is so complex. I like you, but you don't like me....or I like you, but you seem to be a liar and yank my chain all the time.....or I'm very loyal and you prefer to cheat with anything that will hold still long enough.

One works to improve one's self, but then all kinds of people talk about you behind your back at work because they are 300lbs and you work out. Or that guy at work who sees you every day finds subtle ways to make you feel kind of harassed -like you wear a blue dress and he plays songs about girls in blue dresses or you wear jeans and he plays 'Baby's Got Her Blue Jeans On' by Mel McDaniel or you are thirty years younger than him and he plays 'Born Too Late' by the Poni-tails...the list goes on. It's starting to wear on my tolerance just a little. It makes me wish just a bit that they would all leave me alone....except for K, of course, who I wish was interested still and simply isn't. Yep, all tied up in my mind about this. Can't stand to ponder it anymore. I never thought I would ever have a time when I was worried about too many boys liking me...I just want one.

Been Had

Okay, this one has to be quick as I am headed to work, but I thought I would let everyone know that I am a gullible idiot.

Mr. No Show has been telling me that he is in the hospital in Omaha with a severe case of pneumonia. I have been feeling really bad for him and sending him e-mails and even calling him --only to get no responses or have to leave messages. I thought this was because he was very sick. So, this morning I get onto the dating website and go to his profile and wouldn't you know it, that loser got on-line right after he made me leave a message on his phone. Too sick to talk to me or respond to an e-mail, but not too sick to stay off the dating website. So,  I sent him an e-mail to tell him to lose my number and forget that I ever talked to him. What a f*cking jackass.

I am so mad that I believe him even for a second. Boys are awful liars and I know better at this point. I swear it's like I put the 'hopeless' in hopeless romantic somedays. 

Con Pictorial Two

After finishing that Pokemon, Bear wanted some of my Mt. Dew. I told him to piss right off.

Sister A finally found her perfect boyfriend. And oddly, it was not Horse-amatron, like we all figured it would be.

My little sisters, being themselves.

Furries, for dudes who like to touch hot chicks in costumes on the butt and get away scott free.

Now, these are what Big, Bad Wolves look like, Kids. Just kidding, they were all very nice...ooh and so soft. :)

Bear teaching me how to growl properly. He's really good at it. I could use some practice.

Ah, I thought he was a little short to be a storm trooper. I am such a fan girl. I love the troopers. And from the look of it, so does Bear. Naughty Bear.

I can drive that loader....OMG there are Predators all over this place.

No Iron Man? Yeah, I'll settle for War Machine, he'll do fine.

Sister D found her own Jack Harkness. She spotted him immediately. Somebody watches way too much Torchwood.

Yeah, well, no bear is perfect. Even after the Pokemon, he was just a little hungry. Luckily A was right there to pull him off. We all looked pretty delicious. I understand the temptation was just too much for him. Poor Baby.

Con Pictorial

Made a new friend. Bear is teaching me how to stalk prey.

Yeah, I know the King and, yeah, he's totally creepy in person.

OMG Wicket is super cute in person.

Hey, I'm super cute in person, too. When I told D a 'short' kimono, she interpreted this as needing to show some cheek --I luckily had brought leggings. Luckily.

Bear got hungry and ate a f*cking Pokemon. Damn it, Bear.

Help me, Obi-Won Kinobi, You're my last hope....

Well, maybe not my last hope....I found this furry storm trooper.

Okay, Bear, was that a boy in drag or a very flat real girl or a girl that looked like a boy in drag?

The three of us in our costumes. Having a fabulous time at Nebraskon 2011. D made all three costumes, inspired by Transformers for A. I'm supposed to be homaging Bumblebee, A is Optimus Prime, and D would be Red Alert. Really, we looked like a bunch of primary colored geisha, but fabulous geisha nonetheless.

Settling Down

Ha, ha, so...last night after Mr. No Show e-mailed me, I e-mailed K because I was pissed and already dressed up. And do you know what? He e-mailed me back in like ten minutes and we went for coffee. I even invited him back to my place for some MST3K shorts, which were hilarious. I mean, he didn't really look incredibly comfortable (the only place to sit is my bed, so I get it) but, it was still fun and I know that if I keep showing him that I will not rape him, eventually he will relax. Eventually.

Mr. No Show called right after I left the house for coffee. The roomates told him I had gone for coffee. So, he even e-mailed me two hours later and told me he had tried to call and invite me out. So, I guess I was supposed to be waiting at home for his call, as he seemed a little miffed about it. Not my fault he can't make a plan and stick to it. I e-mailed him and asked him to schedule something on Sunday, but have yet to get a response. He just won't schedule anything. He wants to be able to call me and have me run....and that shit just doesn't fly with me. I'm not that girl...not sure if he knows that one yet, but he should. That kind of behaviour indicates a direct lack of consideration for the individual. Duh. Yeah, I know you're busy....guess what...I'm busy, too.

I have to admit. I am normally a very 'on top' of my feelings person, but these boys lately have been confusing me. I understand K is a friend, and a very good one at that, but why is he the perfect boyfriend suddenly that I can't have? And the boys who come on strong and talk dirty, exciting talk can't seem to even schedule a date on which to make good on some of these sexual promises. It seems kind of unfair. It's not even really hard to date me --most of the time I pay for my own stuff, I'm funny and easy-going, and not just that....shit, I'm easy in all senses of the word, all they really have to do is ask and use protection. Come on. I'm unbelievably thoughtful, I make stuff for them, I buy them gifts, I wear some of the nicest clothes. I shave and put on date underwear for every boy. I make sure I use products that keep my skin and hair incredibly soft. I even work out so I can rock the top and they don't have to do any work. What the hell is going on? Sigh. I guess I just keep trying. It seems I have become, indeed, Prettier, Smarter, Funnier, but that a lot less single part is f*cking killing me.

On a positive note, the bestie is doing alright. Things are not perfect, but she is okay and will continue to be, I'm sure. The turmoil around the house has calmed and seems to have blown over. My work is still good and I have today off, which is blissful (I totally slept in today). I have a fun weekend with sisters 4 and 5 and it should be a very good time. I have a slight sinus headache, but it is going away.

Kitty Amazing!

Dude, I laugh every single time  I watch this one. So, things since Monday....hmmm. Halloween was fun. Work was okay, it's still kind of fun most days. There was an incident on Tuesday where someone brought donuts than no one said they would take them home. So, I said I would take them home and a half hour after that the box mysteriously disappeared (which I will say hurt my feelings a little, but fuck it they are just stupid donuts, who cares).

Last night, I had dinner with K at Rib Ranch. We discussed his vacation last week and he got me a little magnet from the museum, which I kind of was jealous I did not get to see. He had a good time and that is a good thing. Then he broke a cardinal rule and asked me for some fashion advice. Bam. I wanted to dress him like a damn paper doll, so I made up a little fashion manual for him to take with him when he went shopping for new work clothes for his new job. I hope he gets a couple of the things on there as I would love to see him update his style alittle. Not that I totally want him wandering around looking totally hot so all the girlies after him make it so he has no time for important things --like me, but he could be very, very good looking in the appropriate attire. And as a friend, I want that for him.

Also, on the menu for the evening may be....and this is a definite maybe....date with the boy I am terming 'Mr. No Show' as it has been a long time coming for him to set something up. Still, I am mildly excited to see what he comes up with. Who knows, it could be good, gotta keep an open mind, I suppose. Ah, wait a second....I just got an e-mail that says he is still sick so now he wants to move it to Sunday night, if I get home from the conference early. Not gonna lie. Really, really disappointed about this. Fuck.

And....the bestie has been incommunicado for like four or five days. I'm starting to get really worried about her. There was a rash of relationship problems floating in her neck of the woods and to put it mildly, they have been all around lately. Like scary bad problems. And her lack of communication is always a good indicator that something is wrong. So, if I don't blog for a few days, it will be because I am in KY forming a search party for her.