I have nothing sarcastic and tongue-in-cheek to say about anyone today. Sure, my work stalker called and said that if we were to run a picture of me in the magazine we would sell more copies--remember he's never seen me--but other than that, all's quiet on the dating front.
I could take this time to delve into my more committed affairs with two men whose names happen to rhyme, but that's just exhausting. Suffice it to say that they are 21 and 26 and act their respective ages, which means I like them for those respective reasons.
The 21 year old chases me around the condo, comes over with a baseball bat in the middle of the night when I hear scary noises, skinny dips and brings his puppy over to play with mine. He also texts incessantly and refuses to call, says silly things in bed, can read my emotions like a book, and says he understands my need for me time. Those last few are the ones that are simultaneously endearing and annoying as hell, depending on my mood.
The 26 year old, on the other hand, discusses religion with me, engages in friendly sarcastic banter and battles of wit, owns his own condo, comes out with me at night, meets my friends, and is taking everything really, really slow. You could say he's far more involved in my life, but he's never even been to my condo.
So you see that the two of them fill certain roles, and don't really overlap at all... which is really kind of odd. And eventually I realize that I will have to choose, since balancing my life and time with one guy is hard enough. But I'm okay with taking my time to decide, and if they aren't, well, then that will help me decide, won't it?
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