For B, on Joe's 33rd birthday...

Love's Existence

"Love is lonely sometimes, and it hurts to the point that it feels like you are being torn apart. But love is not chosen, love chooses you. And that feeling when you're with them, that indescribable feeling that no one else gives you, is what makes it all right. It makes it OK to love, even if that is all it will be, because love isn't meant to break you with pain. It's meant to create a part of you that smiles in the saddest of night. Love is the (es)sense of existence, so to try to forget it, would be an attempt to forget yourself."

Happy Birthday to Joe!

And many thanks, B, for sharing his spirit with us in your blog. His love is ever present when I create posts and think of you. It's kind of a weird thing to say, but I do. I sense it from you.

*hugs*

Heeeey, Beautiful!!

Ugh.

Something about this guy I know really bugs me.

G is a guy that I recently met. He's from Brazil and he's quite handsome! Yes, he's quite easy on the eyes! :-)

But the minute he opens his mouth I just want to run the other way. It's interesting how personality can affect attraction, isn't it? What a shame...! Such a cutie, too!

Everytime he greets me, it's with a, "Heeey, Beautiful", or "How's my Sweetie Pie?", or "You look tired. I think you need a back rub." Eeeww!!! No way is smooth talk like that going to get me into his good graces! No way. I wish I could convey the tone and body language he uses over blogger, but I think you get the point.

He's just a friend of a friend, but every bad interaction with a guy right now is just making generalize, so humor me for a bit, ok?

All I ask is for ONE decent date with a nice, single and interesting guy to restore my faith in men. Just ONE! Is that too much to ask? Well, CB (whom I previously wrote about) was one, but come on. There's gotta be at least TWO out there, right?? Right??

I'm just not liking men these days, can't you tell?

*sigh*

I can see my future now...

The big house, the white picket fence, 5 dogs, 10 cats, and a bird.
aka "Poor Auntie Muse never found her man".

Or...

The awesome aunt who spoils her nieces and nephews.
aka "She's so good with kids. It's a shame she never had children of her own."

*sigh*

I'm off to dinner! Ciao!