Can I Pick 'Em or Can't I?
Nov. 11th, 2003 10:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I've been exchanging emails with a woman for a few weeks. A couple of days ago I actually managed to wake up early enough to call her before going in to work.
I enjoyed talking with her, we shared some laughs, some insights and generally went through the process of getting to know each other again - the way you have to, when you've started through email.
I'm intrigued and want to meet her in person.
But. But but but ...
She mentioned, apologetically, that she was eating Skittles or some similar candy. "That's okay," I said. "I didn't hear a thing."
"It's the first thing I've eaten for two days," she said.
I suggested that didn't sound all that healthy.
"I know," she said. "I'm getting really bad. I'm 5'7" and I'm down to 87 pounds."
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5'7. 87 pounds.
Now, I like a slender woman as much as the next guy (okay: more than the next guy), but that sounds anorexic to me.
My brain says: "This girl is trouble. You don't know her very well. You have no obligations to her. Flee! Flee! Flee!"
But ... Well, but nothing. Mr. Brain is correct. Getting involved with her is just asking for trouble, isn't it? Isn't it?
I enjoyed talking with her, we shared some laughs, some insights and generally went through the process of getting to know each other again - the way you have to, when you've started through email.
I'm intrigued and want to meet her in person.
But. But but but ...
She mentioned, apologetically, that she was eating Skittles or some similar candy. "That's okay," I said. "I didn't hear a thing."
"It's the first thing I've eaten for two days," she said.
I suggested that didn't sound all that healthy.
"I know," she said. "I'm getting really bad. I'm 5'7" and I'm down to 87 pounds."
5'7. 87 pounds.
Now, I like a slender woman as much as the next guy (okay: more than the next guy), but that sounds anorexic to me.
My brain says: "This girl is trouble. You don't know her very well. You have no obligations to her. Flee! Flee! Flee!"
But ... Well, but nothing. Mr. Brain is correct. Getting involved with her is just asking for trouble, isn't it? Isn't it?
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Date: 2003-11-11 08:31 am (UTC)Seriously though, I really appreciate your feedback on this. There is still a small part of me that thinks I am being selfish (hell: I am being selfish, but that isn't necessarily a wrong thing), but I really don't need to voluntarily introduce that kind of trouble into my life.
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Date: 2003-11-11 08:32 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-11-11 08:36 am (UTC)Jeez, this is almost like chat. If you don't stop, I'm going to suggest you let me buy you a beer.
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Date: 2003-11-11 08:45 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-11-11 08:52 am (UTC)Absinthe is acceptalbe;
Bourbon, beautific;
Chardonnay is charming;
Drsynki delicious,
Eglantine is euphoric
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oh hell. I'm only up to "E" and I've already made up the names for two different boozes. Trying to get to "Z" will only humiliate me (I was going to say, "will only humiliate us both", but I stopped and thought and pictured you giggling at my expense and realized it's all about me, after all.
How do you feel about Tibetan food?
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Date: 2003-11-11 09:05 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2003-11-13 05:35 am (UTC)