Synchrony

Felt well bummed out for the first time in a good few months on Saturday. It was weird. I had lunch with my friends and Christian Work Friend which, at the time, went great. Everyone got along and we met my friend's new lady friend which was terrific. Everything was going fine until I was on my way home and started to play Analyze This.

(Let's be clear: Christian Work Friend is Just a Friend. (Same as Gorgeous Christian Med Student) So I really shouldn't have to scrutinize how the lunch went, but I did.

Maybe you shouldn't have done the whole "James Blunt can rot in purgatory for Goodbye My Lover" schtick. And the mimed forking of said Blunt was probably unneccesary too.

Maybe she doesn't need to know about how you and your mate used to belt out Backstreet Boys songs in the car.

Maybe...

By the time I'd arrived home I'd welcomed back that old friend, Insecurity, and all over a girl that I'd resolved NOT to pursue!

To top it off, Insecurity brought his drinking buddy, Loneliness, and by the time I got online and read esme and Dr J's blog entries about similar issues I was wishing that things could go back to a place where I was just a retard who couldn't get a girl because I was basically, well, a heathen. Or a Pagan. Whichever. Because that was fun, and it was new and refreshing to be able to have dinner or breakfast with a new lovely lady, religion notwithstanding.

I've seen the Insecurity/Loneliness double feature before, and it wasn't funny the first time. Or the second.

Anyway, I shook it off with a good drive down the highway with my shiny new Creative Vision:Mp3 player blaring Ghostface Killah*, but looking forward to the end of the week, already. Hola Sydney!

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