...and no this post isn't a picture of my vag.
Im pretty psyched. I've been seeing someone for a few weeks and its going shockingly well. Normally when i date guys i completely cordon off his existence to other people, so that if/when it doesn't work out i can deal with it privately and not have to explain what happened to others. This is very safe and very within my comfort zone, and i like it a lot.
But now that i am seeing this new person i am being forced to become more emotionally available because he is very vocal about his feelings. This is tough. Kelly has been at the brunt of my emotional retardation many times (remember when you used to try to 'wrap it up' on the phone and i would get really awkward?). Im not sure why im like this--i grew up with two loving parents who stayed married and never really experienced any emotional trauma in my childhood. Its just my hardwiring maybe, i don't know.
But anyway, im starting to realize that although you should always keep your guard up, if you play it too safe you just end up getting nowhere in a lot of situations. So im gonna take a chance here and talk about my new sort-of bf.
1. His name is Ivan
2. He is super smart and ambitious
3. He is really weird and funny. More weird sometimes. Which is awesome.
4. He is a smokin hot black guy
That's it for now, im exhausted.
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