Gossip + Running = Awesome

I've been sick recently, probably more a result of exhaustion and the beach trip than any allergens in the air. I got in bed at 8:45 last night and though it took me awhile to fall asleep, I was asleep by 10:00, so that was nice. I wanted to go to bed when I got home at 5:30 but someone was having a pool party at my complex that rendered my attempts at sleeping completely pointless. So I went to run club.

It wasn't necessarily the best choice, as I felt okay during the run (mainly because we stopped to walk) but afterward felt weird. During the run though, I ran with my girl friend S. and my normal running buddy, and we all gossiped about last week and this week and The Founder and everything, so that was lots of fun (if a tad awkward because my running buddy is neighbors with R. and didn't know that was over). They slowed down to hang out with me, which made me feel loved.

The Founder is coming over to make me dinner tonight, which is precious. I mean, who asks, "can I make you dinner?" And then offers to make it at my house so that I can pack? Last night we were supposed to go see Top Gun in the park, but didn't because I didn't feel well... so he says, "Don't worry, we'll put it on while I'm cooking!" Simply freakin' amazing. Where on earth did this dude come from??? And why does he like me?!

Another friend of mine posted an ad on craigslist (at my urging) and is meeting a guy for coffee tonight. The Founder and I are on rescue alert, and I think we both sorta hope we'll need to rescue her just so that we can use codenames... teehee.

Breakup bag + craigslist

Hello... a bit early for a post, I know, but I had to talk. Yesterday I went shopping and bought myself a fabulous look-at-me red breakup bag. You might not agree, but I find that a new fantastic, bright accessory that cost me a mere ten dollars does about as much for me as crying it out... maybe more, since it preps me for the future!

I'm happy.

I also posted an ad on craigslist, on a whim late last night, and it was pretty cocky. But I didn't want to deal with wimps who can't handle my athleticism, so that's what I posted. I got back 32 responses (and counting) within 8 hours... crazy. And only three were worth my time responding... sort of like the odds at a bar. 32 men, I'm lucky to see three worth talking to. :-) So that could be interesting, though I think I might have a hard time following through and ever actually meeting one of these people.

Anyway, just wanted to let blog readers (again, do I have those?) that despite my crazy, rambly, disconnected post yesterday, I am okay today and I am going to be back in the game. The thing is, R. opened my eyes to a new level of guys and relationships, so he set the bar higher, and I'm glad. I'm also glad I've gotten the player-ness out of my system and realize that it is okay to settle down--for the right fella!

...to more adventures...