hi. i'm being a total dork. and i need to tell people how i am being a total dork, but also need to be told to stop being such a total fucking dork.

just tell me to stop.

*sits, offers tea*

@-j.: mmm. thanks. oh, this is decaffeinated, right?

so anyway, it's really no big deal at all. i ran into him about a month ago. he said let's have dinner before you leave town. i said ok. we're making plans to have dinner. it's next week. he emails me tonight and says he has to warn me, he's on a tight budget. because he just quit his job.

so i say, 'wow, that's huge. what will you do now?' and he says first go back to south africa, then figure it out. but--and here's the lame-ass dork part--even before he said that i had to try to stop myself from fantasizing that he would run away to asia w/me.

omg, yes, PMV. please!

Aw, Mia. There's nothing dorky, or embarrassing about that.

also, he's not hot. he's an anthropologist.

but i *liked* him. and fear i still do.

and this is why i say this is not good for me.

@j: i feel like there is. cause i feel dorky and embarrassed.

plus he had to go and ruin my perfectly good plan of seducing him after dinner!

... A to-do list, you mean?

which is, of course, a worse idea now than when i originally had it, since i'm entertaining fantasies of him falling in love with me and following me to asia...

oy vey.

This is turning into a James Clavell novel ...

@art: omg, you are genius. YES: A TO-DO LIST.

that is so much better than any name i've given it thus far!

now when someone mentions the name of a certain someone, i will say, 'oh yes, he's on my to-do list.'

So much to do, so little time, indeed ...

dear catlady, I'll let you be a dork if we can dork out together

dear lady o,

done.

in sf.

in less than a month.

yay!