Hot and Cold

Yesterday I watched Unforgiven, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Secretary and Chinatown. It was a day for escaping. I didn't leave the couch.

I found Thanksgiving to be a little sad and lonely. I spent the day with my wonderful friends. My chosen family whom I love. But I miss being close to my family especially around the holidays. And then there is this whole situation with The Boy. It just feels so awful and icky.

Today I spent a lovely evening with Tweedledee. (Yes, there is a Tweedledum - we'll get to him later) We had a great time and then he put me in the car with a peck and sent me on my way home. He's done this before. It confuses me. The first time it happened I was really taken aback and upset.

I've been seeing him for a few months. And when it is hot it is really freakin' hot but when it is cold, like tonight, it is very cold. He was very affectionate but there is something there that I can't quite put my finger on. Another woman? Perhaps. We haven't had the "talk" yet. Gay? I'm pretty sure not. Inexperienced? I don't think so.

He is very tightly closed. I'm like a squirrel with a nut trying to crack him open.

Then there is Tweedledum (Em's roommate). For the record one of my girlfriends gave them these nicknames. I smooched him on Wednesday night. I know it was too much wine and a reaction to the whole awful situation with The Boy. I was feeling bad about myself so I dipped into my drug of choice, a new man.

Aye! So now what?
-Chel