i won't go home without you

Mission: Swear off men for 2009

Status: Fail

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It seemed like a reasonable plan--avoid any sort of connection with a man for 2009. Though I had talked to a couple of guys they were obviously so wrong for me that things would never go anywhere. Imagine my surprise, then, when I was sitting in a movie on Saturday with someone's arm wrapped around me. It really hit me that I'd broke the whole mission about 30 minutes from the end of the movie "Knowing" which was also when I said "wtf just happened" (my comments on that movie are a WHOLE different subject though). What exactly happened, you ask? Was the religious guy that great?

...I honestly couldn't tell you if he's great or not. We haven't spoke since he told me I'd have to pay for the date since I wasn't available when he originally asked me out. Don't get me wrong...I don't care to pay. It was just the tone to which he stated this fact. It was like he was saying it was a privilege for him to give me another chance and it just flew all over me. I basically just told him I think I'd pass on both the date and him. As soon as I sent it I felt this odd freedom from all the worrying I've been wasting my time on for the past couple of weeks. It's kind of like I'd convinced myself I was going to have to change for a man and to hell with that. I like me a good 98% of the time so why should I have to change? F'that.

After this realization hit me my supervisor and I ordered 2 cold ones and just relaxed while chit chatting. It was a nice way to end a Friday. A couple of people she knows wandered over to sit with us, one of them being a former bartender where we were, Juan. At one point we both pulled out our identical crappy phones and he laughed then got all serious and tells me "Is this freakin' you out too"...to which after 3 beers I was friendly talking up a storm so the answer "You're basically my soul mate sitting right across the table from me. My mind is blown." rolled out of my mouth pretty easy.

From there the night progressed...we went out separate ways waaaaaay later than my lazy body was prepared for since I had to have the dog at the groomer by 9. We agreed to meet for lunch the next day...and I didn't think he'd show up. Juan is known as an "olayer" (drunken text from someone...translates to "player") so I figured he was just all about me because I was..well..there. Imagine my surprise when I walked in 10 minutes late and there he was waiting on me. We joked around and ended up at a movie.

Since I was meeting the gang for Jolly Green's birthday, Juan and I parted ways right after the movie. He convinced me I needed to meet back up with him later in the evening and surprise, he was there waiting for me again! Other than the fact that he has a couple of douchebags for friends that showed up, we had a really great time. I'm supposed to meet him on Tuesday after class. I guess I'll see how things go from there.

So what was the point of this post? Purely for me to admit my failure at swearing off men AND to state I'm surprised I made it as long as I did. There's some pretty interesting stories I could tell about this weekend but I'm a bit too tired. I hope everyone had a great weekend and did at least 1 thing you told yourself you'd never do (or do again).