.the.background2.the.Cr@ve//part1
November 12, 2008
I am still in absolute shock. Absolute fucking shock.
I have this friend at work, worked with him for about a year and never really had a conversation. Then one day I decide to go up to him and ask him what his goals are in life, being that no one at work knows anything about him. What does he plan to do after working here, where did he grow up, why this, and why that..
We end up forming a friendship. We found that we share one goal, and that’s to travel the world. We both don’t have anyone to travel with us, so we have then created that bond.
We hang out, play Super Mario, try new restaurants, walk around the city looking for new bakeries, cooking at my apartment. It’s good. I enjoy his company. I usually am friends with guys more so than girls.. so this is natural to me.
I fucked up one time because I let him stay in my bed, which led to some intense crave for each others affection. I personally got over it for the most part. I haven’t been this single e v e r r r r r r , so I was feeling a bit lonely and he was the filler. Mind you, I was very up front about how I didn’t want a relationship and this was just play time.. and I figured that most guys would have appreciated that. Right or wrong? He replied, “I understand, that’s fine.”
It’s only been a month give or take that our friendship has taken form..
So what hit me last night turned my life upside down– went fucking right out of the ballpark.. and maybe into outer-space…..
more to continue.
-r
top10pesce
November 10, 2008
sardines
mackral
char
oysters farmed
swordfish
wild salmon chinook
rainbow troutsteel head
albacore tuna
mussels
do it.
-r
whenGirlsjustWannabeFriends
November 6, 2008
Why can’t guys wanna be friends too?
So I hung out with Ron Burgundy the next night to see if it would be awkward after we had argued about where he was sleeping.. and it was fine surprisingly. so when the weekend rolled up on us we went on about our business and our plans. We had a pretty good night for sure. we ended up heading into the city to hang with some of his friends and in the end it worked out perfect for me. when 3 am rolled around and they were planning on going to his place in east village, I was like ok.. that’s my cue. I’m going home. ha. so he didn’t have to stay over and I didn’t have to go to this place and be trapped.
The next day he texted me saying something along the lines of hey thanks for last night, I had a lot of fun blahblahblah, we should do it again and this time I wont mind sleeping on the couch like an outcast..yaddayaddayadda, telling me he misses me. ew.
He doesn’t get it does he?
So we haven’t really been speaking for the past couple weeks. and I don’t know if he knows why I’ve been this way, I just know when I say why I’m upset he will then reply with, ohhh but I was just kidding… pshh.
-r
thesituationWmr.ronburgandy
November 5, 2008
Ron Burgundy+I..
ok, well a few weeks ago we went out for drinks after work and we were having a good time as usual, chat chitting and whatnot. we are discussing our upcoming weekend where we had plans to cook dinner and go out afterwards. We were excited because we haven’t done that since our friendship started.
I say to him, ‘hey, since I live in Brooklyn and were cooking at my place– are we going out in Brooklyn, because if so, you can crash at my place for the night. I have a pull out couch with sheets and everything.’
he replies, ‘yeah that’s what I figured we’d do. uhh I’m not sleeping on the couch I’ll tell you that right now.’
wtf. I’m like, yeah you are, and hes like no I’m not. and this went back and fourth for a bit. i was dead fucking serious too. I was like no Ron- this is out of line, inappropriate, and ridiculous. and I finally said. fine you can sleep in my bed, ILL sleep on the couch.
it’s like, guy– get a clue. I was so pissed at him for that. he’s such a great guy too. I was to be quite honest, let down and disappointed he had put me in that situation.
more to follow this event.
-r
::timetimetime::
November 4, 2008
I’m ok now.
i don’t cry anymore. I am finally moving on. I have passed the stage of devastation. I can look at pictures of him and not cry. I don’t feel the need to talk to him. Do I wonder what he’s been up to? Yes. I think we will be friends down the road, way down the road.
I do miss the feeling of a relationship, but i realize it was just an accent to my life. I was never dependent, so I am not falling down without him.
time truly can heal you. and boy does it take time.
I’m ok.
-r