This Fish Needs A Bicycle

Oh my little Fishly :( glad we have tent. plans for tonight. I'll the supply the chocolate and snarkisms.

and in true sleeping beauty fashoin: "someday your prince will come."

Digging of shins upcoming. Stop. Will explain premise soon. Stop. Drinking and meeting of new people, platonic and otherwise to occur. Stop. Hope you can make it this year. Stop. End of message.

"I now know there are 'nice, honest, straightforward men out there"...

Glad you discovered this very important fact, but sorry it causes you pain.

Hang in there!

I'm with Sarah on this. The more humane (ha!) my break-ups got, the closer I felt I was getting... either to this thing they call "the one" or, you know, complete emotional numbness. Either way, sorry to hear.

"He was busy and unable (unwilling?) to give time to a relationship"

There is nothing wrong with asking for more. Good for you for seeing it early on. Here's to finding someone who's as into you as you are into them.

Fish, hang in there. I'm so sorry. We've all been there, and I totally concur with syd - nothing wrong with asking for more. If you know what you want, you should go for it. Take good care. Sorry you had to go through it.

Put the application back up, and you'll be flooded with would-be suitors.

And yes, we (nice, honest, straightforward men) are out there. Trying to find the same kind of women. There should be some sort of organization for that.

Ugh, that SUCKS. When they're nice about ending it, it's almost worse. You have incredible guts to write about it, though. Thanks for being a kindred voice (or keyboard). Your old boss Sue (my current boss) clued me in to your blog when the NYT piece ran, and I've been addicted ever since.

Not that this is, or should be, any consolation, but I expect you just brightened the day of many young, single men in the greater New York area. May the one you want and deserve find you soon.

There are no Princes. Just toads. But, to paraphrase (steal) from Orwell...some toads are nicer than others.

...and to paraphrase (steal) from Morrissey: "some toads are nicer than others, some toads are nicer than others...some toads' mothers are nicer than other toads' mothers."

Dude, I've lost my fucking mind. Excuse me.

Crying in the bathroom doesn't mean you're not okay. Perfectly normal thing to do. I would think there's something wrong with you if you didn't cry. You seem to be handling this little speed bump quite well, in usual Fish fashion. ;)

I don't know if there is one out there at all. They all seem to have different plans and none of those plans are mine.

Nothing a night of fab drinks won't fix. I'm going out with the girls tomorrow night... if you'd like to come... the invite is always open.

awe, fishy. :( like everyone else, i'm sorry to hear. and like everyone else - wish you the best in finding the one you want and deserve. enjoy your long weekend!

Chin up, Fish! You're no doubt an awesome gal that any guy is lucky to merely come into contact with. Your online fans are rooting for ya ;)!

There's a bunch of crap from Gibran that could be quoted here. At least travels away from one another were hopefully begun on elevated roads.

Sorry to hear it. I hope the bathroom breaks aren't needed for long.

Oh, don't you just *love* those "too busy to commit to relationship"-type! Dear Fish, you're better off without him. And this blog is better off without him, too. ;-)

awww fish, i'm sorry it didnt work...but, as you know, there are other fish in the sea

Ugh. Sooo been there. You know there is an Aerobed and drinks in FL if you need to get away.

Firstly: Robotnik, I think you just stole my heart. Referrencing Morrissey? Yes, yes you did.

Secondly (but not least important!):
Fish - Here's what we'll do. You come to Phoenix. I'll have all the ice cream and liquor you can consume (not necessrily together) and we can get you out of the nasty weather there and into the warm sun here. It's supposed to do you good, right?

I, like the rest of your "peeps", am sad that something like this happened to you. As hard as it is, allow yourself those bathroom moments, because in the end, that's what will get you through.

I was serious about coming out here you know, although I am infinately much lamer than you, and you may be a tad bored. Full, but bored.

Ditto to all the other commenters. You're a fabulous person and there is someone out there who will 1) truly appreciate the person you are (actually there's a lot of us) and 2) be ready for the type of relationship you want. Be patient - he's out there.

Hey Fish, big hug. I on the other hand had a horrible day. I set a lunch date with this woman I met at a B&N. We went, ate and conversed around noon during my lunch hour. Come to find out this woman, who appeared normal at the book store and over the phone was completely fucking insane. She's filing for bankruptcy. She has a lawyer for that, one for a case filed against her landlord and another to try sue her ex-husband of three years, again. Perhaps Tom Waite was right, "Go ahead and call the cops. YOu don't meet nice girls in coffee shops."
Basically, I know that I am usuing this comment to vent, but I feel your pain in the opposite direction. After chatting with this woman for a week, matching up schedules, and holding the slightest hope that this might be a normal one, well, I'm freaking fed up with it.
Vent, cry, rage. Do whatever it is that normal people do when you're grown up enough to accept the reality but still okay with yourself to admit that you hurt from the experience.

Heart goes out to you Fish.

sorry fish, i'm feeling your pain - mine just called after 10 days without a word - i thought it was all over and i was over (instead of, for once, all over) him - he thought he was just busy - i think it's better to know than not. but it still sucks.

:( Oh Fish... I'm sorry. You can have my man... No really. I'll overnight him to you even!

Smart to cut your losses. Smart to know what you want and to know you have to take it, not wait for it. Smart will keep you company while empty and yearning will not. I wish I'd been as smart as you 16 years ago. But it still smarts, and I'm sorry.

Hi Fish -
There is nothing I can say that all of your fans haven't already imparted..All I can tell you is that Oh Man I Am So In Your Position of late. I know the feelings of despair - are there ANY guys out there that are smart and happy and gainfully employed and actually WANTING a relationship? For both of us, I say yes.(fingers crossed here - I'm a little older than you are.) Hang in there - you sound amazing. And, if sunshine, booze and icecream in Phoenix don't tempt you, there are always booze, icecream and friends up in Seattle. Hang in there Sweetheart...You Rock....

Awww...Okay...I'll stop doing that...anyway, I feel like you do, except multiply it times THREE...Yes, THREE REJECTIONS...and the funny thing is, THE MEN (or I should say BOYS) initiated it! They're the ones who said, "YOU MUST CALL ME...We gotta keep in touch...I wanna talk to you, even though we're MILES APART..."

I always love reading this blog though!

Be blessed, and know that joy comes in the morning...or a few mornings later

Fish, nice blog. have you ever used or heard of this new coined word: relationship obituaries? Credit must go to Janice Min at US magazine,when she used this term in a recent AP interview about the Pitt Anniston divorce.

mORE HERE........

"Relationship obituaries" -- when Brad Pitt and Jennifer Anniston
broke up in early January 2004, news reports surfaced that several
media outlets had prepared a relationship obituary on the
Pitt-Anniston marriage situation and a new term was born: relationship
obituaries. Some major news organizations prepare obituaries about
famous people and celebrities in advance of their deaths, so the media
can rush out quickly with a death notice and story. Now some media
groups are preparing "relationship obituaries" -- who knew? -- about
famous couples and other VIP relationships. One magazine denied they
do this: An editor at US magazine told Derrick Lang of the Associated
Press in New York that "we don't have relationship obituaries ready to
go." They will soon!

http://wordsthatringabell.blogspot.com/

So sorry to hear this, glad it was sooner though rather than later.

Best of luck for 2005 - for finding the right guy, who treats you like you deserve to be treated.

Oh Fish.. I don't know what to say that hasn't already been said. Ummmm....

Norm!! (does that help?) Just kidding...

Enjoy the time with your friends. Indulge yourself. May you have a weekend filled with good times, laughter, and chocolate! (and ice cream!)

loads of love and hugs being sent your way, along with appropriately snarky remarks about boys and relationships. i'll be out there in a couple of months, and there's a bar somewhere in manhattan with some cocktails with our names all over them.

Fish... I am so sorry... It doesn't change anything, but we (your faithful readers) all think that you're the best. We are here for you...

Remember, articulate women are sexy as hell! You'll have yourself a brand new shiny bicycle sooner than you think!

Hope you're feeling better. His syndrome seems to be in the water lately.

Man you have lots of fans and love here. That's truly something to be said for you, girl. Do me a favor though, don't replace the band-aid with a band-aid. Got it?

All these hearts going out to you...could I, perhaps, bum one off of ya? You see, I think I've lost mine.

Sweetie, I'm so sorry!! His loss - I know that in no way begins to help, but still. He will wake up one morning and rue the day he let you get away. Big hug!!

Robotnik - you and me both.

Fishiefish - still thinking about you, wishing you the best. It seems that this sort of thing is in the air, so hopefully the scarring will be minimal and we can all get back to normal.

Wishin you the best this weekend- hope your friends are a great distraction :)

He Was Just Not Into That You.
So you weren't either. It hurts no more than a band-aid, as you aptly put it. It would if you had to wax him off a couple of months later

nothing is ever final, it's impossible to live your obituary - if that makes sense - see what happens tomorrow : )

You know, I always say, I wouldn't want to be with someone who didn't REALLY want to be with me! Better you remain available for the man who sees you and grabs you with both hands and never wants to let you go, than with someone who is just passing time. Chin up, and get excited about the fact that somewhere out there is someone who is going to make you feel really great and happy and you never know when you will come across them! :)

When you started dating Joe and writing your posts, I would find myself always thinking back to your initial post about meeting him, when he ended up spending the latter half of the evening hanging out with another woman. It raised a red flag for me, and I though I don't know you, part of me felt protective of you while you were giving him another chance after that first experience.

Girl - somewhere out there is the man who will treat you the consideration you deserve, from the first moment he meets you!

Sending hugs. Hope your mood's improved.

My condolences.

I know how you feel... for you, I hope the next one IS ready.

Aw, Fish. I'm sorry. I hope the disappointment and sadness passes quickly and the right guy finds you soon!

There is always a reason why we meet people. The one reason you met the COP is to show you that there is hope in finding someone who makes you feel all the good things you never thought you would feel. It's too bad he wasn't the one, right now, but now you'll know when you feel that again, you'll recognize the beginning of something good and you can go with it and let it bloom into deeper meaning. Keep smiling, maybe your heart will catch it.

Ugh. Chin up, I don't think he was quite hot enough for you anyway. Way too generic for the Fabulous Fish! xoxo

The good news is, you can still FEEL it. The bad news is...well, you get my point. When it doesn't wince a bit...worry.

You're OK.

I just had a similarly "light" relationship end well; that is to say, the same sort of way yours did (fun while it lasted but ran its course, but man, I really liked the guy), and I'm with Sarah, too. Re wanting more - we girls have every right to have expectations of these guys, too. Somehow I always seem to forget that. Best of luck!

bocigalingus must be something funny.