The Real #8

My title refers to the fact that I miscounted since one of the eight I counted was Nick's. This is my real 8th post this month, and since there are still 11 days left, I think I'll hit my goal of two more. Of course, there are still 11 more months for me to go before I pass my new year's resolution, but that isn't anywhere close to the subject I am thinking about.

Warning! Highly personal journal! I don't usually do this, but tonight I am on my fifth glass of wine and about halfway through the movie The Graduate and so I am choosing to really open up. Not that I care what people think of me, but the internet is not my first choice for these revelations. However having no one else to talk to tonight, you get to read it. This is my first viewing of the movie, but watching it after consuming a bit of alcohol and the current state of my love live (or lack thereof) is leaving me a little emotional. Looking back at my life, I have made a lot of choices, and not all of them do I not regret (does that make sense?). I am fairly glad I waited until college before I was ever in a relationship, although that was not entirely by choice. However I am still a virgin (sorry if you consider that overshare) and that is by choice. I've had many instances where I could have chosen to give that up, but I stuck to my morals. Now that I seem to have less morals (in fact I'm becoming downright apathetic and that scares me) I kind of regret not taking certain chances. Although looking back at my life, there are only 3 women I would seriously consider offers from that gave them. Unfortunately, one of them was older and married and hence the bittersweet state I am now in. I am somewhat proud that I stuck to my guns and stopped anything from happening, although to be honest that may have been more from paralyzing fear of a barely 18 year old who hadn't even kissed a girl than anything else, but at the same time...the woman was amazing. I've never met anyone like here before or since. I'm sure that door is now closed to me and I do feel that that's probably a good thing, but I still think very fondly of this woman. I had (have) a huge crush on her and I still melt when I see her occasionally. I kind of wish I had gone for it, although I'm sure it would have been a big mess and I would have regretted it. But still. Hmm.

Qop! (not really in the mood, but here's one anyway):
"Darkness is always most evident in the hour before dawn." (I am stealing a pun from a Buffy philosophy book. Notice how Dracula showed up and was defeated moments before the first appearance of Dawn. Ironic anyone?)
BONUS Qop!
JOEY: Now it's time for some serious questions. Who would win in a fight. Dracula or the Wolfman?
NEW ASST (Pete from Two Guys, a Girl, & a Pizza Place): Definitely the Wolfman.
JOEY: And you were doing so well! Why do you say that?
NEW ASST: Because they'd be in a lock until dawn, and then Dracula would turn to dust and the Wolfman would just be a guy again.
JOEY: Wow! I've never thought of it that way before. That changes everything!