gush rhetoric

mmm...delicious.

yes, indeed.

you know, dating (and all associated perks) is much more fun when you actually like the person you're doing it with.

though this particular piece of rhetoric is one that i've always known in theory...but i've rarely come to believe it in practice. i suppose that's because, in my quests and journeys to figure out what's going on in the whole world of "he-said" "she-said" living, i've just been relying on chutzpah and pure enthusiasm to carry me through. and suddenly i'm realizing it's much easier to rely on myself, stupid comments, sarcastic remarks, insecurity immaturity and all. because, frankly, if whoever i'm pursuing doesn't like those bits of me, they can go fuck themselves, because however long my dry spell may be, i don't want to give them any help that way.

which is why i'm pretty pleased with new boy. though knowing myself as i do, i should be either uncomfortable or indifferent...i'm not. i can be as goony as i wanna be. love it. fingers crossed and all...fulminous is right, i need to stop disparaging this whole thing. it may very well turn out nicely.

eh, whatever. at least it will be fun while it lasts, right?