I can’t remember the last time I was asleep before midnight. Even with my insanely early morning classes, I can’t fall asleep any earlier than 12. Maybe 11:30 if I’m extremely tired. I thought my work schedule would help me break this habit, but all it’s done so far is make me wake up earlier automatically. Even on weekends. :smack:
Roommate’s away for the night. I feel somewhat lonely for some reason. :: sniffle ::
Cuz you’ve finally gotten used to having a roommate around and now she’s not there? Fear not, there are Dopers here. Well, at least, there’s me. (Crappy grammar; I know.)
Aren’t the cats supposed to keep you from feeling lonely? :dubious:
Took a nap. Now I’m awake-ish.
Should probably crawl back into bed…
GT
The cats help. Cloud Maiden’s cat must be feeling lonely too - she’s usually quite content to sleep on the couch, but last night and tonight she’s been snuggling up to me on my bed.
I think it’s just because I haven’t talked to anyone all day. Cloud Maiden has been gone since yesterday, and I didn’t go to work today so I’ve been at home by myself the entire time. I’ve spoken like maybe twenty words today, and those were all to the cats. :dubious:
On the other hand, it’s nice having some alone time. I’m sure I’ll be out and drunk tomorrow night, so I might as well get some rest while I can.
Hey Haze! Just dropped in to say hi since I hear you’re lonely. ~waving and smiling~
btw, whatever happened to that guy that you went out on a date with before you went on your trip? You seemed to be getting along? Where’d he go?
Aww. I know I can always count on you guys. 
Er, as for the guy. :: sigh :: Well, there’s a lot that’s been going on that I haven’t really mentioned here, mostly because I didn’t want to burden y’all with the sordid details of my wreck of a love-life. Basically things between That Guy and I haven’t quite been resolved. I really believed that things were over between us and that I could get on with my life, but the night before I moved out of Hyde Park, there was an incident that rekindled everything that I had buried deep down and was trying to forget. And I realized that I couldn’t, in all fairness, meet this guy (the nice guy, not That Guy) while I was still hung up over That Guy - he really deserves better than that - so I just told him the truth: that I liked him a lot, but I still had unresolved issues that made it difficult for me to start anything new at this point. He said he understood, and to call him if I ever change my mind.
As for That Guy, I cannot begin to describe my complete and utter frustration concerning him! Just when I think I’m getting over it all. That night I was over at his place (his old place, when he was living with Minister’s Lad) with a bunch of other people, and by sheer coincidence both of us were in the living room, alone, when he was changing the music (everyone else was out on the porch). He put on Simon&Garfunkel (the best of album) and I was singing along to the music, when suddenly he pulled me into his arms and hugged me so tightly I could scarcely breathe. And then the song “Mrs Robinson” came on and he started to dance with me to the music and was saying into my ear how much he loved to hear me sing and it was just too much for me - all my resolve melted into a little puddle of goo.
We’ve very much fallen back into our old ways over the past couple weeks.
I am such an idiot. Such an idiot. :smack:
Honestly, I don’t know what I’m going to do. I am hoping to God that him living with his girlfriend is going to make any further misbehavior impossible (she’s just moved in with him this week, I think). Somehow I sense a disaster waiting to happen, but I pray I’m just being paranoid.
Haze, huge bear hugs being sent your way. {{{Haze}}}
I’m sorry to hear about your situation. That sounds both frustrating and overwhelming. What a difficult dilemma for you! 
And now your loneliness makes sense.
Thanks for sharing. And hang in there! We’re here for you.
I hope you get everything your heart desires.
I was going to send you a song, but that’s what started this whole thing, so I’ll refrain. 
Heh. It’s terrible that he likes S&G. They are like my favorite band ever. Him liking them too is so not fair. :mad:
Thanks for the hugs! I feel a bit better now, getting that all off my chest.
Ugh. The neighbors downstairs are drunk and singing “And I Will Always Love You” at the top of their lungs. :dubious:
Well, yes, it is 5 AM and as a matter of fact, I’ve been up since 3:30. And I’m sooooooo happy about it. :rolleyes: Both my sweetie and I woke at the same time for some middle-of-the-night bladder drainage - thankfully there’s a bathroom and a half bath so neither of us had to wait. He fell back to sleep, complete with snoring and twitching - kinda like when a dog chases bunnies in its sleep, ya know? Unfortunately, that twitching paired with noises from outside (mostly hickory nuts plummeting to the ground, I believe) meant I just couldn’t fall back to sleep. So I’ve taken the doggies out to pee, then closed the door to this room so I can have the lights on and not disturb the rest of the household.
I’m wide awake, but I expect I’ll be crashing early tonight. Thankfully it’ll be in my own house in my own bed. I almost wish **FCD ** would wake up now so we can get on the road… Soon enough, I suppose.
*<yawn> * It’s gonna be a long day.
**Wake up, FCD!!!
There! Maybe he’ll wake up now? You’re entirely too considerate. 
Awwww, Haze. That stinks. One of my old roommates was in a similar situation a few years back - she was miserable for quite a while. She’s extremely disciplined and strong-willed, and swore she’d NEVER do anything like that, but still… It was really painful for her for a while. Hope this passes soon. Hugs.
I’m awake way too early too.
Trying to get back to sleep…
GT
Haze–I reccommned avoidance therapy. Out of sight, out of mind. I think it might also help to remember that he seems to be enjoying being wanted by two women–not nice. (I mean to act on that enjoyment–and he should be classy enough to just privately enjoy it if you follow me. Sounds to me like he isn’t). That’s my two cents.
Off to work, me lads and lassies! Top o’ the mornin’ to ya! (actually, I had a great deal of trouble falling asleep and waking up this morning. Had a very weird dream involving dogs, both living and dead, drunk, abusive women, my SIL’s husband, my SIL and her kids, witches and other supernatural phenomenom and attempting to escape with a baby.
Never mind-it all made sense to me in my sleep. Freaky.
Haze, I can SO totally relate. Except for that The Asshat[SUP]TM[/sup] and I never consumated, the trials of my relationship with him are hauntingly similar to you and That Guy. I have no cure for you but time. I do, however, recommend you go on a few more dates with the nice guy. Give it a chance. When I had someone else on whom to focus my [del]lust[/del] romantic energy, even while still hung up on The Asshat[SUP]TM[/sup], The Asshat[SUP]TM[/sup] and I were able to be just friends. Of course, when Connecticut Guy broke up with me, I was right back in old patterns, so yeah, I completely get it. Just don’t do what I did, please. Don’t secretly hope he dumps his current to be with you. Because even if he does, the probability is high that, while with you, he will have someone else on the side. Don’t do that to yourself. Give the nice guy a real chance.
{{{{Haze}}}}
I’ll refrain from any advice, as I’m probably one of the worst choices in the world for giving romantic advice.
Tarra, BooFae, **MT **-- glad you’re feeling (at least partly) better.
**Lili **-- Yay for the new washing machine!
**Rigs **-- I’ve been taking an inordinate number of naps lately, too. I think it has to do with stress. Maybe now your parents are gone you’ll be less stressed out.
**bbs2k **-- cute kitty
Up and cafeinationg, going to clean the bathroom before work. I barely made it to the game, but a 4-1 crushing of the Penguins was woth the stress. Cool jersey sighting of the night: a 6"9" guy with a #68 Lurch jersey on.
Lunch, I bet I’m worse at romantic advice.
Haze, nice boots.
LiLi, I need to get my washer fixed.
Morning all! I feel like bleccch. Last night in a period of about 45 minutes I went from feeling fine to a little sore, then all over achy, runny nose, chills, shakes and fever. My dear husband forced some Tylenol Flu on me and turned down the A/C (even though it was prob. about 80 degrees in the apartment) and I finally got some sleep. Feeling much better, comparatively, this morning but still bleccch.
Yesterday was exciting, we got out of work a little early because the game (Indians/Yankees) game was starting so early (I work downtown) so I got home early and got to be incredibly lazy - Papa John made dinner for us Then today is going to be as much cleaning/laundry as I can handle and…a nice dinner out to celebrate our 1-year anniversary! Very excited to go out and give Flusband his presents.
I am not reading for comprehension yet this morning so for now, hugs and sympathies and congratulations all around!
Who invented mornings?
I don’t know, but I’d like to have a serious conversation with them!!!
GT
Home at last!! Before I even opened the door to the house, I heard the cat yelling at us. Doggies are happy to be home, kitty happy to have us home. Life is good.
I’ll be getting into my grubbies and adjourning to the basement shortly. It’s clay day!!!
It would be easier if I could avoid him, but unfortunately we work at the same school, and if I tried to avoid him at social gatherings I’d have no social life. I have no illusions as to him leaving his girlfriend for me - I know he won’t. You’d think that would make it easier for me to come to my senses. :mad:
rosie, I thought about continuing to see the other guy, but really my heart wasn’t in it. The problem is that there is no “spark” between us (not on my part anyway) and without it things seem rather dull; nice, but dull.
Sorry to hear you caught teh sick, Fearless. Hope you feel better soon!
I really hope Cloud Maiden gets back today. And brings some cat litter with her. These two cats are still not quite getting along. Plus Cloud Maiden did not clean out her litter box nor put quite enough litter in it, so her cat keeps trying to use Olive’s litter box, which Olive doesn’t like at all.
Morning, everyone! Well, for another half hour.
We went out to a Greek restaurant with the usual suspects last night, and had a lovely dinner, and all my birthday presents from Mr. Lissar are book-shaped. I got A Canticle for Leibowitz and two Patricia McKillip novels- Od Magic and Harrowing the Dragon. I’ve read Canticle before, and really like it. We’re going to go run some errands and maybe pick me up a very fancy bakery cake from Dufflet’s since Other Quasi-Daughter and husband are coming over this afternoon.
With their very large puppy. The cats will be thrilled.
We’ve also got to buy a replacement faucet, but we might not do that today. Maybe tomorrow.
So far today has been lovely and lazy. And the baby is doing celebratory stomp-dances.
Hey, it’s almost noon on the East Coast and nobody has said
Happy Birthday Li-li!!!
yet?
OK, I’ll be first, then!