This has been a really weird day. I have now officially missed two IM's from guys who are interested in me, which is odd since I'm not anyone's idea of handsome.
The highlight of my day was accidently feeling up one of the drivers at work. I backed into him as he was walking forward, so I got to feel his package for about 5 seconds. That is a pathetic highlight to a day.
Anyway, I ended up charging my rose quartz as part of my midsummer celebration last evening. In keeping wit my ethics, I didn't name names, just specific things I'm looking for, as well as asking for them to be drawn nearer to me. This beats the hell out of the Celine Dion spells of my early days. Admittedly, "Send Me a Lover" got me more than a few dates, but I really hate the song with an undying passion. But it's still a hell of a lot better than "It's all coming back to me", which does wonders as an instant karma spell.
Le sigh. It it too much to ask for a nice gent these days who wants to date? I seem to either get instant marriage proposals or one-night stands anymore. What I really want is someone who wants to date exclusively, but not jump into some kind of mortgage. I've lived with a lover once before, and the entire experience burned me something fierce. Thus the need for time spent together as well as apart.
Enough bitching for one night. Blessed be thee who readeth this. May Zeus look kindly upon you, and Athena bless you with wisdom.
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