mariic's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- married, I tell you. I have decided I am a horrible judge of character. Here I am at the pub last night. Meet a cute big guy named Brian. Kind of held him at arms length because there was someone else there that I had my eye on. Anyways, this was the guy who a couple of weeks ago, stuck his tongue in my mouth, and failed to mention he was married. MARRIED! Ugh. So driving home I am kicking myself that I let the cute Brian out of my site, and will never see him again. Ah well, I think I should give up men for lent. How long is that for? There was no drinking last night for me, partly due to Friday, and mostly due to the new happy pills (no drinking allowed). Everyone was teasing me about it. Owen kept giving me hell (which he always does) about my choices in drinks, unless I am drinking cider, or the Newcastle he foists on me. But hey, at least I was not puking everywhere. I just could not go to sleep due to the large amounts of caffeine in my system. So I stayed up and read the Windflower. Wow, what a book…too bad guys like Devon or Cat, or hell, even Morgan really exist. Robbie thinks I need a boyfriend to feel complete. I do not think it is quite that. I have spent too much of my life not dating to think that. I have to admit, I would love to have someone in my life. But I want someone there because they are great…not just because I need someone. He also said he does not think that I know if I like myself or not. Wow, that one can be a little perceptive. He’s right; I have certainly been waffling on that subject lately. I guess it is hard to love a train wreck. So I think it is time to do a little soul searching. And try to remind myself of all the good things about me, and that I do deserve love. 4:15 p.m. - 2004-02-25 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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