Have just returned from v. interesting party.
Was interesting because of guest list. As was invited as guest of J to party thrown by random coworker, in attendance were A (v. nice) and The Other Woman, aka Whoring Coworker (ahem). Will concede, yes, fine, the OW/WC was cute. Blonde, thin, perky. Felt like melting into beer-stained carpet for second. Could not compete with blonde, thin (though must say, have nicer stomach than one WC was flaunting) and perky. But then thought, Who's competing? Spent rest of evening being v. charming with A.
A brought up Friday's flirty email conversation which cleverly set theme for rest of night. But, sadly, have come to conclusion that though delightful and devilishly cute, and would not mind testing out nice lips, could never date A. Why not, picky fish? Well for starters, would have to dress A. Is really not so much of a problem as am v. experienced shopper, but really, do not need a second job. And also, found self much more interested conversing with A's perhaps less attractive but more clever brother, D. Perhaps am finally leaving Man-Child Musician Phase. And, perhaps not.
In all fairness, D was not unattractive. Nor even less attractive than A. Just less... Never Going to Grow Up and Have A Real Job looking. Find something about a man who is not consumed by dodging reality v. unsettling.
Will put self to bed before get too many new ideas and change Self-Destructive Man habits altogether. Would hate to awake unrecognizable fish.