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For all of my ranting yesterday, it seems I may have jumped the gun a tad. What can I say, I've never claimed to be patient person. And it seems the older I get, the more impatient I get. At least about certain things. I guess I've just gotten to the point where I'm done screwing around - I don't play games therefore I don't want someone who does.

I DID get an email today telling me that he has been busy "putting fires out" with little time to do anything else and that we will talk soon.

As a coworker said to me today, "immerse yourself in work and don't think about it." That is what I'm going to TRY to do. Ball's in his court now anyway because I wrote back stating I hope things calm down for him soon and that I'm looking forward to talking to him and meeting up for dinner. And I may have said something to the effect of hoping he didn't take my previous message the wrong way (yeah I did).

The only thing to do now is sit and wait and see what happens. Wonderful.

Is he or isn't he?

Into me that is? I have to say dating SUCKS. SUCKS SUCKS SUCKS and oh yes, SUCKS.

In the past year, I really haven't dated that much. I started dating someone at the beginning of last summer and he ended things when "something tragic" happened in his life. To this day I don't know what it is, but that was the story I was told and after that all communication has ceased. Before that, I had a string of bad dates or dates that didn't pan out due to me not really being interested and of course the call-back dates - the ones who really weren't great for being in a relationship with, but who were still around when I wanted to go out (or yes the booty call). But even the recalls ended before the summer semi-romance (I say semi because well, nothing happened more than hugging - after a month of dating!).

So I've been laying low when it comes to dating. I do still have a profile on a dating site. I am not paying for it, so I "disguised" my email address, hoping that someone intelligent would pick up on it. I figured, hey if someone would take the time to read my profile, take the time to figure out my email address, then they may be worth my time because obviously they have a brain.

Which brings me to what has happened recently. On Valentine's Day I get an email from a guy who saw my profile on while flipping through them with a friend who had an account. He read it, apparently liked what he read, and figured out my email address and proceeded to email me. He did not have an account on the site that I'm on, but said that maybe he didn't have to now that he saw my profile - that's how interested in me he apparently was.

We exchange emails for about a week and a half - loooooooooooooooong emails. And he asks me to meet him sometime soon. I agree to meeting him, and we met this past Saturday at 7pm. It wasn't supposed to be a late night because he had to work the next day. Well, it turned out to be a late night because we didn't end the date until after 1am. He even sent me an email when he got home saying he had a nice time and he wanted to see me again soon. I felt the same way. I had a great time, and I wanted to see him again as well. It's the first time since, well, this past summer, that I was actually looking forward to a second date. And it definitely seemed that he felt that way. I had never had someone email me immediately after a date to tell me what a good time they had. I thought I had actually found someone decent. But it seems I was fooled.

Let me backtrack a little here. During the course of the date, we were discussing, well, issues we had with the opposite sex, things that bothered us in the past. My biggest issue is communication. It seemed for a while I would go out with guys, think that everything was great (and we are talking about more than one date here and more than one date but not jumping into bed), but they would disappear. No more phone calls. I'm not the type to call over and over. I'll try one maybe two times and if I get no response, I'm done. I didn't tell him all of this, I just said how the lack of communication was frustrating. How guys are, well, pussies in the fact they just can't come right out and tell someone they don't want to see a woman anymore. His big issue, by the way, is trust.

But I digress. Taking into consideration my biggest pet peeve when it comes to dating and relationships is communication, anyone can see why the following irritates the hell out of me, and how it is clear I am going to remain single. Because there truly are no decent guys left.

So back to the story at hand. We meet on Sat. Things are great. He says he wants to see me again. I agree. He then asks about a place to go. I ask where or when.

And stop.

That's right. No response. Let me put this in perspective: Sat night - email stating he had a good time/let's meet soon Sunday morning - email stating I did as well/meeting soon sounds great. Mon morning - email asking about dinner. Mon evening - email response from me asking where or when.

But wait, it isn't actually stop. Because I DID get an email. TODAY. It was just TWO SENTENCES. Two sentences about the primaries last night. It is, and I quote, "Looks like Obama took one on the chin last night. This is going to go to the wire."

And let me just say. This email was in DIRECT response to mine because we made a joke about seeing how long of a chain of emails we could make off of his initial one (up to 22 by the way). So I know for a FACT he got mine.

WHAT the HELL?????? Okay, I would say that there was no interest if he had said "I'll call you" on Saturday night and that was that. But he made it a point to ask me what I was doing this week at the end of the night and said he wanted to meet up for dinner after work some night this week. (Yeah, for those keeping track - it's now Wed going into Thursday - I'm thinking BULLSHIT now) He also made it a point to ask in not one, but two emails after Saturday about dinner. Now I get NOTHING. Nothing but a two sentence email? No response to my email at all? The email from me wasn't just about dinner either. I had some witty stories and commentary that deserved a response. At least I thought so.

I did try to call him. Twice. Once last night - he had his phone off so I left a message. Once tonight and no answer and I didn't bother. So he didn't even comment on the fact that I had left him a message!!!!

All that keeps going through my mind now is the episode of Sex and the City where the now famous line "he's just not that into you" was first brought out into the public eye. The whole line of "if he's into you, he's coming upstairs, he's booking the second date". Well, there wasn't the invite upstairs on Saturday, but I definitely thought he was semi-booking the second date considering at the time neither of us really knew what day would work out best - but he DID ask.

I guess yet again I got my hopes up. I thought that maybe since he was hurt in the past (one of the things we talked about) he would at least know enough not to hurt someone else. Or else he truly has turned as bitter as his friends say and instead treats women like crap.

I know it's only Wednesday. But I refuse to believe the "something came up" because he took the time to write two sentences. It's not all that more time-consuming to write two more. Something like, "hey this week won't work out for dinner [insert whatever came up]. how about next week instead?" It took me about 5 seconds to write that.

So much for dating. There truly are no good single men left out there.

Just the facts, ma'am.....

I am so angry right now. The anger has been with me for about 7 hours now. A long time, I know, but it's rooted in misconception and the spreading of lies.

Right now I'm reading Barack Obama's book "The Audacity of Hope". I read it on breaks at work, and usually get about 5 pages read or so because it is such a conversation starter. I don't mind at all, especially because most of the time it usually revolves around questions about Obama or it's just outright support for the man who I hope will be our next president.

What I don't like is people trying to be slick and spreading what has proven to be false accusations and criticisms.

That is what happened today. I am sitting quietly reading, when an associate walks in and says, "Barack Obama, huh? So, you fancy yourself a Democrat then?" To which I reply, "Yes, I do fancy myself a Democrat." He then replies, "I like him, if I were to vote Democrat, I would definitely vote for him. I think he's a good guy." Then all hell breaks loose. This other associate pulls him aside (mind you still within earshot of me) and he goes on and on about how Obama's a Muslim, he belongs to a racist church that doesn't allow anyone in that isn't black, how Obama's supporters can't name one thing that he's done while he's been in office.

So I go off. Big time. I tell him everything he just stated is a big fat lie. He says how he got the email from a family member and they are reliable. I tell him it's an email forward, it's been circulating for a while, and that it has been proven false. I tell him to go to snopes.com. He then says he wasn't talking to me. I tell him how he was in a public area, he said it KNOWING that I could hear him, and that I was not going to take the false criticism and accusations against someone that I want to be the next president of the United States. And I also go into the political background of Obama - telling him exactly how many bills that Obama has signed, authored, or supported. I tell him don't categorize all Obama supporters of not knowing what he has done (he of course said that he didn't say that). The other guy apologized for even saying anything. I tell him it's not his fault, I'm just not going to sit idly by.

I know I shouldn't let it bother me, but it's this exact kind of closed-mindedness that has sent this country down the path it has been for the past 8 years. I got an email forward saying that if I didn't send it on, I was going to suffer from god-knows-what. I never forwarded it, and the only thing I've suffered from in the past year was a fever last month. Yeah, I'm going out on a crazy limb here and say that the two are NOT related.

So, I printed off the two articles from snopes that show exactly how wrong this guy's "trusted source" is. There are two different emails floating around, I don't know which one this prick got, but either way, he's wrong.

And I'm going to put a little note that says, "Next time, check the facts - everything you claim to know is a rumor"

Should be sufficient.

MI and FL delegates should NOT be seated

In this election year's primary/caucus season, there were two primaries that were punished by the Democratic National Committee. Those two states are Florida and Michigan. These two states broke the rules and moved their primaries ahead of what is allowed by DNC rules. Their punishment for this was that their delegates would not be seated (that is, counted) at the national convention where the presidential nominee is named.

In Michigan, candidates had until October 9th to pull their names off of the ballots. Five of the candidates did this. Sen. Clinton did not. It is no surprise then, that she won in Michigan considering she was uncontested. In Florida, the same thing. She ran uncontested.

Anyone who is not living under a rock I am sure has seen/heard the election coverage. And can see that Sen. Obama is gaining momentum. By leaps and bounds. As I write this, he has taken over the lead in TOTAL delegates. That includes superdelegates!

Well, guess what Sen. Clinton now wants. That's right, she wants the delegates from MI and FL to be seated. I cannot even begin to get into how unfair and unjust this would be - not only to Sen. Obama, but it would be a slap in the face to the voters in these two states who were not able to vote for the candidate they felt was best suited for the job.

As a voter in the state of Michigan, I am urging everyone to sign the below linked petition to stop the DNC from seating these delegates. Make it a fair election. I have read that the DNC would allow summer caucuses for each state that would fall under election guidelines and therefore allow candidates to campaign equally. That would be the best solution to what could easily be something that would destroy people's faith in a fair and democratic process. It would be, at the basest of all levels, cheating by Sen. Clinton.

Please sign this petition if you are a believer in a fair nomination process.

Obama '08 - Yes We Can!

We're All Stars Now... In The Dope Show....

I feel I must rant about something that happened last night. Yes, I woke up this morning still pissed. And I'm at my wits end as to what to do about it anymore.

Where I am living, I have lived for around 8 years now. Needless to say, I have lived here the longest. There are only four apartments in my building, and each of us has a parking spot in the garage. Seeing as I have lived here the longest, I have "earned" the right to have the best parking spot. Seems only fair, right? It's the way it's been since I've first moved in. I once had the awkward spot that was hard to back out of - and I worked my way up the ladder to the one I have now.

So, this past year, everyone moved out of the other apartments. All new tenants. The first new tenant to move in NEVER parked in my spot. Which really makes me wonder if my landlord has the same lease as he did when he first took over the apartments (assigned spaces in the lease). The second new tenant parked in my space one time. I left a note saying welcome to the building, explained how that's my parking spot, blah blah blah. She hasn't parked in my spot since.

Which brings me to tenant number 3. The dope show. As in pot smoking little bitch. First night after she moves in - parks in my spot. I left the same kind of friendly note as I did with the other tenant. A few days go by, and I come home from work and she's blocking the driveway with her car. I wait it out and a couple hours later she leaves. She does this kind of bullshit on a regular basis. I don't have a normal schedule, so it's not like she can park there knowing that I won't be home for hours. Plus, not only is she blocking me, but she's blocking another tenant's space as well. Oh, and I knock on her door (the first time she did this) to ask her to move, and the bitch never answered her door - and I could hear the music from inside and giggling. Another time she did it, I was even what I thought cool about the situation and told her if she needed to she could park behind me once I was in the garage because I wasn't going to leave until the next morning. You would think she would take the hint. And it's not like these times that she blocked the entire driveway that there wasn't parking on the street. There was.

So, last night I come home from work. And guess who is in my spot in the garage yet again. Oh yeah, I'm pissed. I get out of my car and slam my door, ready to give this little bitch a piece of my mind, when as soon as I slam my door, she comes out the front door and says something, more like mumbling. I say "HUH?" At this point, I'm done being polite. She again says something like "I'm.....gonna... move... car...." She is so high that simple sentence construction was beyond her. After finally getting to park in my spot, I walk in the front door of the building and the smell of pot is so strong it about knocked me over. Not only that, but instantly I had a headache and wanted to throw up.

Now the dilemma. Do I be a complete and utter bitch and complain to the landlord? I don't mean about the parking. I mean about the drugs. I cannot stand the smell of marijuana. It makes me sick to my stomach. And despite the fact that I am not completely against marijuana in the fact that I don't think it's any more harmful than alcohol, it is still an illegal drug. The smell reached up into my apartment. That is not fair to me. I was half tempted to call the cops, but what do they really care about people smoking some pot in an apartment - I think they are more concerned about the dealers.

I know the reason why I'm more irritated about the pot smoking than normal is because I can't stand this chick. It's true. I can't. It sucks that when I get out of work now, I don't look forward to coming home because I don't know if I can even get in.

Ugh. I just don't know what to do anymore. The obvious note didn't work. Let's hope that my being completely pissed off last night worked. There was no mistaking my slamming of the door that's for sure.

Got myself a little Christmas present...

So for the past month or so I've really been craving a tattoo. More specifically, I've been craving a four-leaf clover tattoo. My wanting of this tattoo has been fueled recently by watching several episodes of L.A. Ink. Not only that, but some associates at work have some new inkwork as well. Tonight I decided after work if I could find a design of a four-leaf clover I liked, I would get the tattoo.

I knew before searching of these things: I wanted it on the inside of my wrist and I did not want some cheesy cartoony looking bright green design, in fact, I was leaning more toward black outline and gray shading.

After searching I found the PERFECT design on, of all places, Jo-Ann fabrics, more specifically, Jo-Ann Designs. I could never describe it in words so here it is:
It looks a little misshapen only because it's a little swollen from just having it done but I love it love it love it. Simple and black. And a four-leaf clover. Here's hoping it brings me some luck!