A Slight Change

There is a tiny shift in the way PG and I interact with each other now. She has started to back away a little. The winks, stares, and pokes in the side have subsided a bit. She doesn't come around into my area as often. We don't pass each other in the halls as much. I've decided that for whatever reason it's happening it will be for the best. I must make an effort to become less interested and more neutral.

I'm bummed out because deep down I would like the chance to explore that different kind of path with her. It would never work though, for obvious reasons being that we work together. There is more to that, though. She has got way too much going on with her life, anyway. She's got a lot of things-- "priorities" that she deems important. I would be the one plant in her garden that could never get enough water or light. She's not flaky. Rather, she's just the opposite. Over-committed. So it comes off as flaky.

I was talking about similar patterns in my last entry. That's another thing all these girls have in common-- they have/had a lot going on in their lives at the point I am involved. They were all "party girls" in a way, so they were very popular in some way or another.

I don't think I'll be able to find the "switch" that controls my attraction to these kinds of women for now. It would be nice if it were that easy, huh? Rianna told me tonight that it's probably something within myself. Duh. I know that. But what? Could someone point it out to me, please?

In other news, the 10 inches of snow I wrote about on Sunday turned out to be more like almost 3 feet. Now that it's been a warm last few days, my car went from being a sno-cone to more like an ice cube in a tray. A tray made of dense, melted snow. I'm hoping that when I move it tomorrow night I can drive out rather than have to dig.

I am looking forward to one thing at the end of this week: Vegas with my sister. Haven't seen her since I moved out here. The trip away from the crazy-shopping-bitches I work with will be welcome.

At least it will be a vacation. Finally.