Monday, July 23rd, 2007

This modern love



Note to self: 48 oz of black coffee with DayQuil in one sitting is way too much caffeine.

Way...too...much.

Pardon me as I curl up and shake myself to death.

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Nadi, I actually posted a happy date story once. Of course that too went to hell but that's neither here nor there. And I had two nice dates recently but one ended up as a figurative train wreck; the other, a literal car wreck.

A while back, I did see a girl I've was orbiting around for almost a year right before she got gone.

Me: Hey, just wondering if that invitation for lunch still open...
Her: Hi! (pause) Did you ever work through your things?
Me: (pause) In a manner of speaking.
Her: What does that mean?
Me: (thinking) There's this river, Lethe, that the Greeks thought that, when you died, your spirit went there to drink from it so you could forget your former life and get on with your new one.
Her: Okaaay...creepy...and...
Me: (laughing) You're trying to forget someone; I'm trying to forget someone. It's like that song This Modern Love, Do you wanna come over and kill some time?
Her: (laughing) This has got to be worst invitation for a date I've had since junior high.
Me: I go for the superlative. So...you wanna come over and kill some time?
Her: (thinking) Sure.

Interestingly, in classical Greek, lethe could also mean the opposite of truth; the opposite of real.

This modern love is like lactose-free, shelf-stable, non-fat, non-dairy cream.

All the trappings of the real thing without a drop of it.

Not even a drop.

She's a sweetheart. I hope she finds something someone real.

Music: modern love breaks me This modern love wastes me
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Saturday, January 20th, 2007

Finding out

2:43:28 PM

Harold
I bought a new bed about four months ago.

I stopped making two cups of coffee every morning about three months ago.

I stopped thinking about her constantly about two months ago.

Last week we finally split up our phone plans (more on that later).

I just bought new linens and sheets.

I'm moving on.

But her shelves are still bare. Her side of the medicine cabinet is still empty. The spot where her desk used to be is still open.

The thing is, they're not empty for her.

Tuesday night, I gave in and called one of those women I said I wouldn't. Something about the weather I guess. Last night, we met up and were out for eight hours in the first real NYC snow of the year. I laughed harder than I have in months.

Maybe nothing.

Maybe something.

Who knows?

Let's find out.

3:30:32 PM
Music: in the faces you see, you'll see just who you've been
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