Stuff. Mortification. Kissing.

1) I’ve been assigned some new … tasks in regards to my job as of late, and it’s certainly been keeping me busy and running. I’m quite enjoying it, but I’ve noticed that my attention to other things (ahem: reading blogs) has been cut quite short. Dammit. I’m working on fixing that.

2) Okay so anyone here who has ever misconstrued a situation and ended up mortifying the ever-living shit out of themselves … raise your hand.

*QT raising hand slowly*

Yesterday I misunderstood an email from New Guy. And ended up feeling like a fool with my pants on the ground.

*Sigh*

Sometimes I suck so bad.  Yet, never fear friends! He is fabulous and laughed at me and my stupidity.

3) Well here is something that doesn’t happen to me everyday. I walked into the bathroom the other day at work, and saw two girls making out. Like, making out making out. Now it’s not that it’s two women, honestly I could care less. It’s the fact that they were in the ladies room. In the middle of a work day.

“WOW!” I said that out loud when I saw them. They immediately broke apart and started fixing their clothes and got outta there like bats out of hell. While I stared.  Hehehehe

I ran back to my desk and immediately sent an IM to Random Esquire and said, “Dude. I totally just walked in on two girls making out in the bathroom!”

RE writes back: “Were they hot?”

*Blink*

Well.  I dunno. I mean, aren’t two girls making out always hot?

Emotionally Speaking … Are You Open or Closed for Business?

In terms of relationships … Are you emotionally available?  Or are you emotionally unavailable? Is your sign Open for Business?  Or Closed for Business?

In my reading of the bloggy blog world as of late, I have noticed a common theme:  Caution.

Do I dare throw it out there? I see this sparking some debate, yet here I go.  Have we become so emotionally unavailable that caution is simply a part of who we are?  Is it emotional unavailability because we are so scared of being let down (again), hurt (again), of the person not living up to what we expect them to be (again), a fear of the unknown (again) … I could go on and on.  Let me quote a favorite fictional character:  “Just how dangerous is an open heart?“

I think what fascinates me, is the way everyone approaches dating or relationships with such different perspectives.  It’s the actual perspectives of people that I find so interesting. I consistently question the caution of others.  I question the emotional unavailability.  Some get annoyed by this, others wonder why I question so.  And I do so simply because their perspective is just so different than mine, that I want to take the time to understand it.  In that regard …

I admit, I’m an eternal optimist.  I believe in love.  I am the one who places the most emphasis on emotional love as opposed to lust, and I am the one that wants my happily ever after.   Which leads me to another word … Hope.  I have hope.  I want hope.  I love the hope. I encourage others to have the hope.  Because in the end, when the world says, “Give up,” Hope whispers, “Try one more time”.

After the Big Hurt, as I’ve come to call it, and as you’ll recognize as Dick leaving, I was in the most simple of terms, hopeless.  I thought I had nothing left to give anyone.  I was drained of it all, especially hope.  It was, by far, the biggest hurt I’ve ever had.  But it’s true what they say, that time heals all wounds.  I suffered, I grieved the loss, I cried and I lost hope.

And then … one day when the world whispered, “Give up,” Hope was there for me.  And this time it whispered, “No way in hell”.   And this girl was Open for Business.