spring fresh girlfriend...that's me
December 27, 2007
I’ve often spent time wondering how it is possible fort one set of feelings to so closely mirror another.
What I mean is, why is it that every time I get crazy over a guy, the feeling is similar to each time it has happened before? Why is it that the times when I was not so serious or not in love or possibly in love or just simply infatuated…it all feels the same?
I’ve read that it’s a chemical reaction in the brain that gives a person that feeling of euphoria. It’s adrenaline, maybe….endorphins…something…
Then again, I have only had about five hours of sleep, and it is a dangerous thing for me to begin philosophizing when I am exhausted.
The Boyfriend came over to the house on Christmas Eve. I met him at his parent’s place and got to say “Merry Christmas” to the family and even do a shot of Crown Royal with his mom before we left.
I made dinner and we just cuddled on the couch and watched a bunch of cheesy Christmas cartoons because we are equally lame full of awesomeness.
He told me that he had been genuinely surprised that I had wanted to spend Christmas with him…since apparently his other girlfriends had never wanted to. And the last time he’d had a girlfriend over for Christmas she had thrown a huge fit and embarrassed him in front of his entire family…and subsequently broken up with him right after. How gross…
So, I see he has dated a long list of losers also. This bodes well, because as I have come to know…once you have rolled in garbage, it is always a relief when you get the opportunity to come up for air. I AM that fresh air, and I have been Febreezed within an inch of my life. So smell me.
I’ve had Taylor Swift’s album spinning nonstop for the last several days. She’s got such a sweet voice, and there’s a song on the album called “Cold As You.” It reminds me of that whole whatthefuck with D.
Especially this line…
…and you come away with a great little story
of a mess of a dreamer
with the nerve to adore you…
Anyway, as for the whole Christmas thing…I had a great time with the family, and nothing disastrous took place. I got to spend time with my new sweetie…who, by the way, got me a gift when we had previously agreed that we wouldn’t get gifts for each other. Awful sweet and thoughtful all the same, but I was just happy being in his company and basking in the glow of our mutual appreciation of Dungeons & Dragons and obscure comic books from the 1980’s.
Luckily, I’m off on New Year’s Eve, and The Boyfriend gets off work right at midnight. I was actually thinking about surprising him at the job with a bottle fancy cider or something…non-alcoholic, of course....(Really, thash not MY bottle, offischer…) Maybe I’ll get to ring in the New Year properly for once.
Someday, I will go back to writing REAL entries in this thing…
