Great weekend
Apr. 27th, 2003 06:37 pmSaturday: Stacy, Emily, Brian, & I toured the battleship New Jersey, which is anchored in Camden, NJ. Despite totally crappy weather, we had a great time wandering around "Big J". Then we came back to my place, played two rounds of Spades, & were joined by
fizrep &
chaosvizier for some chatting & drinking. Brian got in trouble with the wifey because he missed the last train home to NYC, & had to spend the night here. Rah-bah-fuckity-bah. It's not like he did it on purpose.
Stacy got her first introduction to the Hive. And they were in rare form, letting it all hang out weirdness-wise. She took it in stride & kept drinking. What a grrl.
And on that topic ... I think I'm really starting to fall for her. Being with her all weekend was really, really wonderful. It's hard to even try to make a list of the things I like about Stacy, because it would be so long. All I know is that watching her play softball today, I was so happy to be there with her.
And this scares me, scares me badly. I keep thinking of the semester I spent with Dave at the beginning of our relationship. The parallels are eerie: both situations were romances that started under the known shadow of a deadline, & in both cases I became very attached very quickly. I have to keep reminding myself that I've only known Stacy for about five weeks. It seems much, much longer. But I also remember that going from the intensity of a end-days relationship into the creeping stasis of a long-distance relationship. And I think with Dave, what happened was I put him on a pedestal - both during the short time together & definitely during the LDR phase. During the short time, any faults could be overlooked because, well, there was only a short amount of time to put up with them. Then, during the LDR, you don't have to actually BE with the person, so you cling to your favorite fantasies of them to give you the strength to keep going with the LDR.
I don't think I want to go to Scotland while involved in an LDR. OTOH, I haven't met someone I like as much as Stacy in the last five YEARS since Dave & I broke up. Five years is a long time to be looking. How stupid would I feel if I finally found someone special, & let them get away because the timing was inconvenient?
Yes, God truly has a perverse sense of humor.
Stacy got her first introduction to the Hive. And they were in rare form, letting it all hang out weirdness-wise. She took it in stride & kept drinking. What a grrl.
And on that topic ... I think I'm really starting to fall for her. Being with her all weekend was really, really wonderful. It's hard to even try to make a list of the things I like about Stacy, because it would be so long. All I know is that watching her play softball today, I was so happy to be there with her.
And this scares me, scares me badly. I keep thinking of the semester I spent with Dave at the beginning of our relationship. The parallels are eerie: both situations were romances that started under the known shadow of a deadline, & in both cases I became very attached very quickly. I have to keep reminding myself that I've only known Stacy for about five weeks. It seems much, much longer. But I also remember that going from the intensity of a end-days relationship into the creeping stasis of a long-distance relationship. And I think with Dave, what happened was I put him on a pedestal - both during the short time together & definitely during the LDR phase. During the short time, any faults could be overlooked because, well, there was only a short amount of time to put up with them. Then, during the LDR, you don't have to actually BE with the person, so you cling to your favorite fantasies of them to give you the strength to keep going with the LDR.
I don't think I want to go to Scotland while involved in an LDR. OTOH, I haven't met someone I like as much as Stacy in the last five YEARS since Dave & I broke up. Five years is a long time to be looking. How stupid would I feel if I finally found someone special, & let them get away because the timing was inconvenient?
Yes, God truly has a perverse sense of humor.