I'm enjoying a pleasant conversation with a dude at a Chinese restaurant.
Reality - OK...maybe not a conversation. It was more like placing my take out order for salt and pepper fish with hot and sour soup via telephone. It's Good Friday and I don't know how to cook seafood or fish!
On my way to pick up my dinner, I drive by a hot police officer who smiles at me. Could this be real? An attractive police officer in the small town I live in?! Shocking!
Reality - OK, OK..maybe he wasn't exactly smiling directly at me. Maybe he wasn't smiling period! It was more like he took a quick glance at me because I may have been driving a tad bit over the speed limit until we made eye contact. But to my luck, he couldn't do anything about it at that point because he had already pulled some random person over. Thank you random person!
I don't know what's more pathetic: 1.) Making no plans on a Friday night or 2.) Planning a Miranda Hobbes (from Sex and The City) type night consisting of lonesome self, Chinese take out food, my
cat dog, and my DVR.
Reality - OK, OK, OK...Miranda didn't have DVR back in those days but who's keeping track here?!
Keep in my mind that I have no child obligations whereas my son is spending the weekend with his dad. Is there a slight possibility that there is such a thing as a Part Time Lover?
Reality - OK, OK, OK, OK...maybe the term 'lover' seems a bit overboard. I'm not looking for a booty call. Let me rename it to Part Time Snuggle Buddy. Only required once a month to keep me 1.) sane until I actually want to go out on Friday nights; 2.) away from a pathetic Miranda type single life until a BF potential arrives at my door; and 3.) warm preferably until late Spring - early Summer. The earliest of the two to reach consistent 70+ degree weather since I don't like operating the thermostat in my apartment. It sickens me to even imagine how much dust accumulates in these decade old vents AND it's a waste of money. We're still in recession here peoples!
I love to snuggle with the opposite sex - REALITY!