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So there were only two instances in my life where I was absolutely head over heels for somebody. The first time was in college when I was still under the impression that all gay guys are supposed to like each other. He wasn’t interested and I just couldn’t get it past my thick skull. At the time, I was never very good at the “just being friends” with gay guys. Okay, I’m still not.
I look at groups of gay guys with their annoyingly good looks, and their perfect skin and muscle tone and I still have pangs of jealousy. I don’t have many gay guy friends. I was always the awkward one with Peter Gallagher’s eyebrows with mostly girls as friends.
Luckily I came to terms with the whole friendship thing, and we’re still friends.
The second time was just recently. We were dating for a while and all the signs were there that he wasn’t interested. He had a really bad day, and I asked if I could get some Ben and Jerry’s and go over to his place and watch that movie he was telling me about to cheer him up. His reply was: “If you want”. And me (being the moron that I was) go over anyway! Seriously! Am I an idiot or what? If I had a time machine, I would go back in time and slap myself silly. Clearly he didn’t care one way or the other whether I went or not.
Not to mention that I also gave up the last semblance of my virginity to him. I was under the misunderstanding that stuff like that was actually supposed to mean something. (Silly Craig!) Part of me is still sorry I did it, but the other part tries to tell myself that it shouldn’t be that big of a deal. But clearly if it wasn’t important to me, I would have done it already.
Cut to: He broke up with me a week later via ignoring me.
I guess the point of this little rant is, if you don’t want to date me because I have Peter Gallagher’s eyebrows, I don’t really want to date you either. Oh, and once you pop, you just can’t stop. So come get it boys!
June 8th, 2006 at 11:04 am
Guys can be such assholes! I was going out with a guy from work for a couple of months and it turned out he was married!! married!! By then i had totally fallen for him and it still sucks to see him around and pretend i don’t care.
June 8th, 2006 at 4:41 pm
Jesus- men, men, men!! I know that all men aren’t bad, but what the fcuck? Who is raising these men who have absolutely no regard for human feelings? My only guess is that they were raised by ex-marines who made them do yardwork under sun beaten 106 degree conditions and locked them in the car while the rest of the family went to see E.T., Star Wars, and Superman, ate popcorn and candy and washed it down with cherry slushes!!!
June 9th, 2006 at 2:31 am
Poor Craig! That entry made me a little bit sad. By the time I got to “last semblance of my virginity,” I was downright emotional.
June 10th, 2006 at 12:12 pm
maybe I’m mad but your tales of woe make me giddy with desire! I think you’re dreamy *sigh*
June 10th, 2006 at 4:50 pm
I’d sit with my colleague B. in the teachers’ lounge, chatting away, chewing our cuds, badmouthing the duds (other teachers), me thinking, “B. is a cute guy”, me noticing him on the phone with whoever he was obviously involved with… me reminding myself, “He’s a colleague, Chris, he’s involved Chris!”…
A few months into our meals, we decided to up it a notch, go out drinking. Over cocktails B. tells me he’s gay. Now I’ve had close gay male friends since college and thought I knew a gay man when I met one…
“B.” I said, “I just thought you were Canadian!I”
I LOVE YOUR CARTOON!
June 14th, 2006 at 12:01 am
gay or canadian? I love it!
June 14th, 2006 at 5:46 pm
For what it’s worth, I too lost my virginity to a guy who, in the end, turned out to be completely indifferent about me. That took a long time to get over, and when I did, (after a LENGTHY human contact hiatus) I dated another guy who I fell head over heels for…and he broke up with me too.
But in the end, I met somebody wonderful, and it made it worthwhile. It also meant that (on a selfish level), I’m able to share a connection with him that I didn’t share with them, so they can go fuck themselves with splintery wood and die on teh highway.
So don’t get too down on yourself, because it just means you’re in it for the right reasons. When you meet the right guy, that’ll make it even better.
June 16th, 2006 at 12:42 pm
If I were not married, no kids, 50lbs thinner and a guy - I’de do ya!