It seems I’m on a roll these days. Downhill. As usual.
Had my third date with Marissa yesterday. Lunch, then she joined me at the bar for darts. Finished first in the tourney for the second day in a row. And as is my custom, I gave my share of the pot to my “date”. After darts I asked her to join me at Treasure Island. Over the course of dinner and beers there I tried to ascertain if she was interested in taking our “relationship” to the next level. She wasn’t.
Very disappointing, and frankly I’m surprised at just how much her rejection hurts. Of course, that says a whole lot more about me than her. I’m just too fucking desperate to have someone to share my life here. But I still have my pride and I don’t beg and grovel. If someone is not 100% into me then it is best to just let go and move on. So that’s just what I will do.
A potential dog siting on the beach in Barretto. If it was Buddy he ran away when they tried to catch him. That’s going to be a problem I fear. He’s so skittish that even if found I’m not sure it’s going to be possible to collar him. Well, I’ll walk the beach later and see what there is to see.
And it’s raining again.
Caught in my fears
Blinking back the tears
I can’t say you hurt me when you never let me near
And I never drew one response from you
All the while you fell all over guys you never knew
Cause I’ve done everything I know to try and make you mine
And I think it’s gonna hurt me for a long long time
Wait, so… does this mean no more dates with Marissa? Maybe she’s just not ready now. She might be ready later. No?
(I’m not sure how much I should be discussing this on an open forum. She might be reading your blog!)
I’ll continue to keep fingers and tentacles crossed re: the dawg.
No, I’m sure she doesn’t read the blog. I guess anything is possible, but my impression is that I’m not the one she’s looking for. And I wouldn’t want her to settle for less. Although honestly, that may be what I’m doing with her anyway. I’ll just let it go and wait for someone else to come along.
I’m beginning to lose hope for the dog. What will be will be.
All good things come to those who wait……
I’ve been waiting a LONG time…