Haha, an old lover used to sing that Carly Simon song to me all the time. Alas, he was incorrect in his accusations because I am not vain. In fact, I think I am less vain than most women out there!
Anyway I’d like to apologize for my minor freakout blog postings yesterday–I was really caught off guard by Mr. Martini sending me such a forward message, not to mention the fact that insomnia interferes with proper brain function.
However, I have still not responded to Mr. Martini because I just don’t know what to say–I feel a bit rude, but he had to know when asking me that I may not respond.
On to the present moment, in which I am struggling with my vanity. I generally don’t fancy myself a very superficial person, but BC has been texting me today and wanting to go out tonight, and whilst pondering this possibility, I realised that I would not be pondering it if it were not for his extreme hottness. Which is sad, I think.
In my defense, I have gone out on dates before with guys who were amazingly beautiful, but whom conversing with made me want to barf. Hence, I did not go on second dates with them. So I’m not entirely hopeless.
And BC is cool. He’s an interesting and intelligent guy–it’s just that, being the self-aware chick that I am (read with sarcasm), I know if he were not so devastatingly good-looking, I wouldn’t be into him. I guess it kind of makes sense though because I’ve already established that I’m not into his personality…
Hmph. Sorry to burden you, dearest weblog reader, with my manly ruminations–I’m starting to feel like I’m writing chick lit. This is not a good feeling! However, I am going through various phases of uncertainty regarding the men in my life so to write about it is a natural thing and I think (?) somewhat helpful in fleshing out my thoughts.
Anyway I’m posting up in a coffee shop right now (not my own) because I’ve decided to take a few courses this semester and I’m waiting around this part of town until they start–I’ve always wanted to learn some extra languages in my spare time, and I realised (a) there’s no time like the present and (b) my lazy ass is probably never going to get on that unless I have a class forcing me to do so. So I’m taking Spanish and ASL (I already speak French)–I’d like to take Arabic, but I thought perhaps that would be too ambitious with my other commitments at this time.
So what do you think? Does giving BC the time of day simply because he’s hot make me vain?
I think it does…might have to call the ex and tell him he was right after all…