Nate’s Place

As I alluded to yesterday, the whole social networking things is a surreal experience.  After I got home last night I signed on and was sent a friend request by some 40 year old woman who labeled one of my pictures as ‘cutie’. 

As we all know, pictures can be deceiving.  Her profile picture was nice, but as I delved into her more personal pictures that she posted in an album titled ‘Random 2008′, I couldn’t help but think British teeth would put her own to shame.  I’m sorry, but at 40 years old, there are just something you need to take care of by now.  You can’t proposition someone, and expect a favorable response on the web, when some of your teeth took a left turn at Albuquerque, and the others migrated south for the winter.  Needless to say, I haven’t responded and don’t think I will be.  Too bad, she seemed since and fairly attractive otherwise.  And the fact she was east-Indian was a tad intriguing.  He profile stated she liked Punjabi music.  Can’t say I know too many artists in that genre, and I ain’t given up the cow anytime soon.

I received a comment from my HS sweetheart again.  It wasn’t much, just a simple “Hi…thinking about you”, but enough to make me ignore it for now and move on to other stuff online lest I sit there and contemplate it too much.  Which in fact I inevitably did this morning when I woke up wide awake at 5am and couldn’t fall back to sleep wondering what she was doing right now.  The fact that she has kids doesn’t bother me at all.  The fact that she has a husband, sadly does, and I’m sure he’s a nice guy and obviously makes here happy.  I just can’t help but to think about alternate history and alternate outcomes.  So I was a tad sad and decided to get up and make myself some coffee.

I’m gonna try and get my mind off the whole thing both tonight and tomorrow.  I received an email earlier today from my friends who are itching to play some Rock Band 2.  So my task tonight after work is to stock up on the liquor, and get ready for the guys.

Tomorrow, April invited me to a party one of her friends is throwing.  I have mixed feeling about it.  I kinda wanna go ’cause I have been stuck at home a lot lately and need to socialize a bit more with both sexes.  The hostess, while married, is smoking hot and has flirted with me before and is always kinda touchy-feely around me.  There are gonna be other women there as well, but I don’t know there boyfriend status at all.  Now you’re probably saying “Wait…didn’t you say April is going?”  Yes she is, but I already hinted to her about meeting her there and taking my own car.  Why you ask?  Well, April has a tendency to over-indulge in her drinking among this group, and the last few times I’ve attended this party with her, I either find myself:  1) extremely bored by the end of the night and want to leave but I can’t since we came together, 2) April can be a pain to babysit when she’s drunk and her cuteness can turn to annoyness fairly quickly, 3) I have no idea where April and I stand once again and I can’t sit around to decide if she going to pay attention to me or not.  Our roles with each other is still undefined and very complex and confusing….she tends to avoid the subject a lot, and in the slim chance I meet someone interesting and some flirtations are exchanged I don’t want to be put in any more of an awkard position in which I already feel like I’m going to be anyway.