Recently I have come to be aware of a new option in the dating pool. The fisherman. He seems quiet, yet not boring. He is a friend of a friend's cousin or some such connection. I have only really met him twice now. Once, at a birthday party at a bar... where he seemed to watch me and pay to much attention..for a stranger. To be honest, I don't work well in these situations. I am better suited to the chaser, or just not to be chased at all. It's something I need to work on. Needless to say, I ran away that night... and haven't stopped thinking about it.
I have had several other opportunities to meet up in social situations since, but have bailed twice before... partially because of Jared Leto and partially because of my chase-ee issue.
This past weekend I had what was probably my last chance... and of couse I blew it. Jared Leto was at the same party... because I invited him... well I told him about his invitation... and he didn't know enough people to support his socially inept ways... So I ignored my chance to talk to the fisherman and see if there is anything to him... to sit around and get really really drunk with a guy who doesn't seem comfortable with anything more than friendship.
I ignore what could be... for what will never be.
I am trying to remedy it slowly using the illusive facebook wall post... but I doubt I can get it back.
Besides, I was drunk and loud and ignorant. Who wants to date that? No one.
I hate everything and everyone... well not everyone.
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