This Will NOT Become A "Dating Blog"

Sorry for being so dramatic yesterday, and thanks to everyone who had kind words...it meant a lot to me. The truth is, things could be a lot worse. We both knew it was coming, and the more we put it off, the more inevitable it was. I was the one who pulled the trigger in the end, but there isn't any anger or resentment on either side...we're both just sad.

I forgot about this part of dating; the short bursts of closeness that end almost as soon as they began. He was my first "boyfriend" since the demise of my five year relationship back in April of last year. I'd dated in between, but it was the kind of thing where, if you weren't interested anymore, you could just fade into the background and that would be acceptable. Or you could make it clear that you weren't going to be making out anymore, and move on to a friendship, which was the case the majority of the time.

But this being a relationship of a more serious persuasion, it's made me realize how stupid Myspace can make a 28 year old like myself feel. Changing of relationship "status" and "top friends"? Oh god that feels dorky and just wrong. Alie has been placed firmly back in my "#1 friend" position, and I'm vowing here that she will hold that title until the off chance that I get married, or until she becomes a raging bitch.*

*I'll give her a free pass on one "raging bitch" session. After that, though, she's on notice.

Anyway...yeah, I'm single. Who else could use a drink? McNuggitinis on me.