OK, there has been a breech of trust with my blog.  Not many people know about this blog and I would think that most who do are people whom I could consider to be good friends.  Apparently one of my readers, of which I thought there were maybe 4 in total, took it upon him/herself to forward one of my posts to my ex, Chris.  I have since received an email from Chris about said post.  While I am not upset to hear from him, I AM upset that someone thought it was within their rights to forward my personal musings.  I fully accept the fact that I let this blog remain "public."  But that didn't mean that it's acceptable for others to decide with whom to share it.  I should be the only one with that ability.

And because of this, I am officially shutting down this blog. Thanks for abusing the trust I put in you, whoever you are.  In the words of Cartman, SCREW YOU GUYS, I'M GOIN HOME.

So, I just got back a little bit ago from an impromptu cup of coffee with a guy, whom I met last week.  He is a friend of a friend from college, who had invited both of us out, in addition to a number of other people, to meet her new boyfriend.  This guy and I ended up chatting quit a bit (I believe I mentioned this in a blog post, maybe) and decided to become facebook friends. *blush* <sarcasm>  So, the week went by and by Thursday night I still had not heard anything from him.  It was not a big deal.  I don't even really know this guy, nor am I dying for a date, but I was kind of curious to see if he would contact me. I mean, the last guy I gave my number to (a no-no, I have learned) texted and called me everyday, non-stop for 2 weeks after week met.  Perhaps it was because he had the foreign mack? I dunno, but whatever the case, I was just kind of curious to see if the American dude would play the "3 days until first contact" game or what.   When 3 days came and went, I thought hmmm, I wonder if he saw something on my profile that he didn't like?  Or does he know some other rules of this dating game that I do not, which let's face it is highly probable.  I am a dating novice. 

In any event, he sent me a message late Thursday, saying that he'd like to get together but probably not this weeked because he was studying for an exam and probably not next week because of T-givs, so maybe the weekend after?  I responded to him yesterday, agreeing that after T-givs was the probably the best bet but if he were in the mood for a study break this weekend, I was up for a coffee or beer.  So, he took me up on it and we met for a coffee.  Now, I don't know how these "meet for coffee" things usually go or how long they should take, but this was over pretty much 45 min after it began.  He seemed wicked stressed out about his exam and was actually kind of twitchy. Oh, now that I think of it, Alex had warned me that he might have a nervous tic... But that's not a problem. I was a little surprised that he was so stressed out for a grad student, considering the program was communications.  Now I'm not trying to knock his topic of study, but seriously, my library degree wasn't particularly hard, it just required putting in time to do the work. I would imagine that this program is a lot like that. I tried to reassure him that things were going to be ok, but I could tell he just wanted to get back to studying to soothe his neurotic worrying.

All in all, it was nice to see him again.  He seems like a decent guy and when he lightens up a bit, he can actually be fun to chat with.  But I don't know that I see this going anywhere. Perhaps we'll hang out again, but if not, I think I'll survive.  To be honest, I'm actually looking forward more to having a drink with my friend, Maria, and then catching an improv comedy show tonight.  I'm really thinking that my thesis still stands: Girls rule, boys drool!

I have to say that I have some pretty awesome friends. When I sounded the heartbreak alarm, I got reassuring calls, emails, facebook/xanga posts, and even some homemade brownies from my fabu friends. I realize that while some things in life may not be as I wish they were, I have been very fortunate in the friend department. :)  And I have to say that I am feeling much better after getting to spend so much time over this last week with my girls.  There have been long chats on the phone, dinners out, a concert, a movie, and even a night at the karaoke bar, and all of it was totally awesome girl time! Yay for girls! 

Ok, well, I'll admit that there was a little non-girl time in there, and I'm not referring to time spent with my other roommate. Friday night I went out to meet up with a friend from college at a nearby bar and ended up chatting a good bit of the night away with one of her guy friends, who was also there.  He was really nice and we had fun talking, but I have no idea if that will lead to anything.  I'm really not sure I want there to be anything right now, except maybe some casual hanging out.  But it was nice to talk to a new guy and not have a total panic attack doing it.  I mentioned in my last post that the thought of dating totally freaks me out, and while some of that anxiety has to do with the actually finding of guys I'd be interested in (how does one go about that?), the other part is just the "getting to know you" stuff.  It can be kinda fun and exciting to meet new people (platonic or otherwise), but let's face it, it's tiring and sometimes uncomfortable.  So, it was a somewhat reassuring to talk to a new guy and not find it to be a horrible experience. On the contrary, it was pretty fun.

Anywho, all in all I am in a much better place emotionally than I was just a few days ago. That's not to say that I'm not going to have sad/mad days here and there (I'm still taking it one day at a time), but this initial hurdle has been overcome. Muchacho Susio, as Erin dubbed him, has been exposed as a tool and can now be left in the past.  I can get the grieving over with and move on.  And I have all of my wonderful friends to thank for helping me do this. Girls rule!