Current mood:	verbose
Current music:	The Rachel Maddow Show
Entry tags:	exsomeone, friendship, obsessions, office

in other news.
the worst and most lasting legacy i've picked up from my exsomeone or picked up because of my exsomeone is my propensity to call and text frequently. yes, it's something that has existed with almost every other who i have found attractive, however, my exsomeone actually lived up to my ridiculously high standards with regard to "the call game." how this tends to manifest itself with people i don't know and i do really try to curb it. a lot. is this like neediness that comes through with the frequency of contact. and really, i'm not all that needy -- as if there's a healthy level of neediness -- but yesterday i came home from the dentist all drugged up and i called most people in the sprint-to-sprint network that i knew. however, it also included the dj. which, I KNOW IS WIERD as most of my conversations after that point did acknowledge. no, i'm not intentionally trying to create awkward situations. but i was drugged up. and bored. at home, learned about this social group that gets together every month for dinners from one half of the DC couple. so i have to look into that although it's put together by the exboyfriend of the furniture salesperson i met at their dinner party. anywho. after a while, i went went and got take out and on my way the dj called back but i don't really remember what was said bc i was very much en route and it was loud at the restaurant. so. i did get a call back. but since that obviously isn't good enough and since i started getting unusually asinine as it approached midnight, i sent a super-di-duper-stupid text for no reason except to say good night. i'm not sure it was cute so much as wierd. needy. too frequent. too soon. like, the very first time i ever entered the dating arena -- yes, i was nineteen -- the first complaint i got was of smothering. which, in all honesty, i DON'T do. i like FIRMLY believe in independent lives. except when it comes to the phone. no, i'm not one of those cell phone people who calls on every free waking moment. but yes, conversation at least once daily is like an important relationship component. as i've often said, if i could hire a prostitute to just listen to me have that "unloading" conversation right before i go to sleep, i'd have no problems in life. anyway. how i'm even updating -- as i'm ridiculously busy managing a ninety three thousand dollar crisis (SO not my fault) and doing this project for my boss (which is actually resume building) -- is beyond me. oh, one of rob's clients works in advertising at the chicago trib. so there's that contact, for future reference. so my goal today, besides getting caught up, somehow, is to not call or text. but if i get a call or text, to invite to dinner at ceviche or bella brava. by the way, i had the most disturbing dream about the lunatic from "the manchurian candidate" last night and have been awake since like five.