i had a dream last night

this is the type of man that i would get involved with. i have no taste.

needless to say, i am single (in every possible sense) again. the sad part about that is that i'm not upset by that at all. here's why: i know that i can get laid. no biggie. i know that i don't want a long-distance relationship. been there, done that. and i know that i'm worth being more than an afterthought. period.

there's a guy in town who watches me whenever i walk into the restaurant where he works - and not in a gross, scary way, but in a way that makes me feel appreciated. the funny thing is that he's friends with my parents (even though he's closer to my age), but i guess he's shy because he never, ever talks to me. EVER. but he watches all the time. the theory is that if i want to go out with him, i'll have to ask him. i'm thinking about it. the point is not "will i go out with him?" but that he is a reminder that i am still a desirable, cool girl - even as all of the men i date turn into toads.