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Living life one dream at a time.

Words of the Wise

"What after all is a halo? It's only one more thing to keep clean."
-Christopher Fry, The Lady's not for Burning

"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says, 'I'll try again tomorrow.'"
-Mary Anne Radmacher

"Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more."
-Erica Jong

"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our Light, not our Darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you NOT to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the World. There is nothing enlightening about shrinking so that other people won’t feel unsure around you...We were born to manifest the glory of God that is within us; It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. As we let our own Light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
-Nelson Mandella, 1994 Inaugural Speech

"Until this moment I had believed forgiveness to be a special virtue, a beneficence God expected of good people. But it wasn't that at all. Forgiveness was an instinct, a desperate impulse to stay connected to the people you needed, no matter what their betrayals."
-Monica Wood, My Only Story

"If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I'm neurotic as hell. I'll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days."
-Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

"The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them—words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they're brought out. But it's more than that, isn't it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you've said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried when you were saying it. That's the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for the want of a teller but for the want of an understanding ear."
-Stephen King

"Have you even been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like 'maybe we should just be friends' or 'how very perceptive' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love."
-Neil Gaiman, Sandman: The Kindly Ones

"Being always overavid, I demand from those I love a love equal to mine which, being balanced people, they cannot supply."
-Sylvia Ashton-Warner

"What I need is someone who will make me do what I can."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson


"You know, when you crawl that far down into the abyss, you really shouldn't bring stuff back up with you. Some things are meant to live in the dark. Your blog is like one of those fish with no eyes. Only slightly more disturbing."
Tuesday, April 8, 2008

So, there's this guy.

8:51 PM | Posted by Christine | Edit Post
His name is Jason.

He's a very sweet, handsome, funny young salesman whose booth was next to mine at the conference at which I was an exhibitor last week. He's also a freshly divorced (from a rabid drug addict) father of a three year-old. He lives contentedly in a tiny little town east of Indianapolis.

I had a client who was looking for the type of service he provides, so I gave him my card and my cell phone number, telling him I'd follow up this week to make an introduction.

He has already contacted me four times. Since Friday.

One of those instances was a voice mail message in which he expressed his dismay at not having the nerve to kiss me before he left town.

*sigh*

Part of me is quite flattered by the attention. After all, it's nice to be wanted. But another part of me is at a loss. If this poor sap had any clue how utterly hopeless his odds are, he'd run away screaming with his tail between his legs.

If you know me at all, you will not be surprised at my take on the situation. This is wrong on so many levels. Yet another excuse to reject a guy based on trivial details? I don't think so.

Go home and find yourself a safe, pretty little farm girl, my friend. Trust me when I say that not giving you a chance is the kindest thing I could ever do for you. I am not who you think I am.

I got chunks of guys like you in my stool.

1 comments:

Whirledpeas said...

Okay, a couple things here that struck me as amusing.

The first being, "Rabid drug addict"

The second being, "Chunks... on your stool"

I think you know why.

This poor guy, it's sad really. He thinks you are all sweetness and light. If he only knew what I knew. He'd poke his eyes out with a spork.

April 10, 2008 at 5:43 AM
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