Still Thinking

3 out of 3 with the same advice. Not bad. Probably more like 10 out of 10 if you count the real life people I've asked too.

Thanks for answering my obviously make-believe theoretical hypothetical. You guys rock.

here i go.

this past weekend was just lovely. went to the catskills with my new bf. we had a great time hiking and eating and drinking and such. now there are pictures of us out there - for the world to see.

i hate seeing pictures of myself so if you want to see it, you're going to have to click ( here )

I just spent a fabulous day with IT boy at dim sum with my law school friends and then Central Park afterwards. The park was just the two of us and it was awesome. We're busy planning our trip to the Catskills this coming weekend. I told him it's a test for going on trips in the future. Looking forward to it.

IT boy and I are a thing. It's a bit scary for me. He seems good so far. Hmmm... He's probably a psycho killer on the side. I guess as long as he doesn't kill me, I'm okay with it.

Man, work is just getting migrainous, as in, seriously able to cause a migraine.

I think I'm starting to get a sore throat. It sucks. Maybe it will help excuse my potentially poor performance taking a deposition on Monday. :-/

On the up side, I just bought a ticket to go see Blue October, Yellowcard, Shiny Toy Guns and Ozma. It was a cheer me up purchase. I'm quite excited about STG. Wootie woot.

I can't believe I have to go back to work tomorrow. And that I have to go to a meeting in the morning. Oh yeah, and I'm doing doc review right now.

Aaaaaghhhhh...

But I can't complain about these past few days. I had a great time seeing friends who came in from out of town, old friends in New York who I haven't seen in a while, and just in general going out, drinking, singing, brunching and hanging.

I also came to a revelation that I miss my IT boy. That's bad, isn't it. I've got too much heart!

I've got two hours left at work and I think I might die somewhere in there. And that's after a huge amount of tea found its way into my system (my eyes are actually a little blurry from the caffeine). The only reason I'm sticking around is that I'm meeting a friend for drinks at 9. And I kind of played hooky from work today to say goodbye to a friend who's moving away, so I really should bill some hours so that my day doesn't look completely emaciated.

But I thought I should let everyone know how I'm doing. I'm doing pretty well. I saw the IT boy on Monday night and had a really great time. I, um, think I like him. But don't tell anyone... shhhh... Let's see, I also had a great dinner Monday night with two co-workers, saw an ex-co-worker last night for dinner (I think two hyphens are allowed in that instance right?) and actually went on a candidate lunch today. The candidate lunch is a good sign that I'm being truly integrated into the firm, which I have been busting my butt to do now for the past 6 months. I think the firm thinks I'm good, and that's all I need. I don't want to have to lateral again. At least not for a long while.

Not a whole lot else has been going on. I feel like I've been busy but it's been mostly low key stuff. No doubt Friday night will change all that since I will be going to yet another happy hour with the group from this site I've been alluding to for a while now. And I think IT boy and I will be making a small debut of sorts. We'll see. It's probably going to be very anti-climactic.

I think I've left things in a good place with the Palestinian. He hasn't really quite come out and asked me out so I can just be friendly and leave it at that. But if any of you spoke to me in the past year (I don't think I blogged about it), there was this guy and I called him the hand-holder. To say he was creepy is kind of an understatement. Well, he's back to messaging me on myspace. Ugh. I made it clear the last time around that I only wanted to be friends. He was okay with that. Let's hope he sticks to it. I can't deal with any more creepy men in my life.

Anyway, back to work. I'll check in again soon.

i'm not complaining or anything. it's just that, well, i really wish it were friday instead.

let me try to recount the past days.

monday i crashed as soon as i got home. which is good, because without having done that, i'd probably be dead right now.

tuesday, i went out with the cute boy again. he needs a nickname. let's call him IT guy, well, for self-explanatory reasons. we had an excellent time and i am enjoying the whole getting to know someone process. i also got to try out one of these fancy new bars where you tell them what you're in the mood for and they whip something up, special for you. pretty cool. earlier in the day on tuesday, i also confirmed with the pre-bf that we're still seeing each other-ish. i wasn't sure because i hadn't heard from him in a while but it turns out he was just busy with work. and he still wants to come to this party on saturday that i invited him to ages ago so we'll see how that goes. obviously neither the pre-bf - wait a minute, he needs a new name, let's call him the surgeon - or the IT guy know about each other. and i'd like to keep it that way for as long as possible. i'm not a player or anything, i just don't think that with the surgeon, it's very fair for me to focus on him too much because, well, you know the history. and nothing's really been confirmed with the IT guy, but if it does, i will totally cut the strings with the surgeon. i promise.

last night, i saw my very first serious boyfriend from high school because his band's in town and he messaged me on myspace. we haven't seen each other in 14 years or something like that. it was really cool to see him actually. so maybe you can be friends with ex's as long as you give it a decade in between the breakup and the reuniting. unfortunately, couldn't stay for his band's set because i had promised to go to another show down in wee-burg (that's williamsburg for you non-city folk), and i had invited the IT guy as well.

i know what you're thinking... 3 dates in less than a week? but he asked me to tell him about local music... okay, please stop rolling your eyes at me. i know that look and i don't appreciate it.

i made it to the second show as did the IT guy and i drank waaaaayyyy too much. as in, i woke up at 7am with my phone open, sitting at the end of my bed, my contacts still in, and only a fuzzy recollection of the stupid things i said and did last night. BUT, to be fair, i blame this palestinian guy for it all. he was at the show and took me and IT guy to two clubs afterwards and, let's just say that i don't think i like this palestinian guy. he totally asked me out while IT guy was in the bathroom. and my friends tell me it's because i was waffling on my answer to whether IT guy was my bf or not. all i said was, "no, he's not my bf. we're just dating." apparently, using the word "just" is code for "so be an ass and get my number." but of course, stupid drunk jinnyisms2 can't not give out her number. and later, that same stupid drunk girl can't not tell IT guy that she's divorced. and that the palestinian asked for her number.

why am i telling you all of this? because i've been waiting all day to type the following: i am a train wreck of honesty.

and i mean that. i am. and here i am now, glad that IT guy didn't get all freaked out, wishing i had a pillow in my office and glad that i finally sobered up from all the drinking at, oh, about 11 this morning.

btw, IT guy is a nice kisser and that's a bonus. it makes up for the fact that he called me a "cougy." like, a cougar. gasp i know. he's lucky i know he's joking. and really he's only 5 years younger than me. for chrissakes, it's not a crime.

and i'm finally getting compliments at work. so i've got that too.

oh god, i think i might be sweating vodka.