stormy monday blues, (but tuesday is just as bad).

I couldn't blog on Monday I was having a celebratory, belated birthday beerfest with D. Then I rushed over the bridge so he could go back to Clemson and I rushed to my volunteer meeting at the CVB, running for two blocks on King St. As for today, it's raining badly.

They called it stormy Monday,but Tuesday is just as bad
Oh, they called it, they called it stormy Monday,
but Tuesday, Tuesday is just as bad
Oh, Wednesday is worst And Thursday oh so sad

J hasn't called yet. But B-wan told me to "go with the flow Tina", so should he decide to call I may entertain the thought for this notion of "planned spontaneity". W popped into my life briefly, but I figured out I have a great intolerance for him so he goes out with the spring cleaning. Besides, football season has come and gone so I am ok with it now. True story, I recollect past likes in terms of collegiate athletic seasons.

The eagle flies on Friday now, Saturday I'll go out to play
Oh, the eagle, the eagle flies on Friday Saturday I'll go out and play
Sunday I'll go to church, and I fall on my knees and pray

Lately I have been thinking that my party girl personality has sent me these wacky seeds. Sometimes I wonder if I am pressured by my fellow bridezillas to do the right thing. I always wonder if my single ways are helping me figure out my committed self, but I don't think I have it down with all the time I should have had to stand on my own. How do you spend so much time alone and still not know who you are?

I say, Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me
But Lord, Lord have mercy Lord have mercy on me
You know I'm crazy 'bout my baby
Lord, please send her back home to me

I was chatting with B-wan today and comparing dating to buying a house. My mom has been house hunting and as fallen in love with certain features but loathes the kitchen. And it got me thinking about what K. Lav said once, with her friend E. Cox, about how the guy you see yourself with is different from the one you end up with. I think I got it because your imagination doesn't make the best matchmaker. If you think about like this you realize that any guy is going to have features that you will want to rave about and things you wish you could have, but the house is already built and you have buy it as-is.

Just so you know, I have no idea how any of this pertains to my life or situation(s). I just know that I am not waiting for something to happen I'll give J a chance to spin me on a whim. No high hopes here ladies, there's just something about him that reminds me of W and that's a con.