Woefully Neglectful

It was pointed out to me, by Captain Happy, that my blog wasn't exactly the entertaining read I had once promised it would be.

I really haven't had too much to write about, though. Couple of reasons for that I think. First, not a whole lot going on. Work. Play. Sleep. Rinse. Repeat. Second, (and this is actually good news), I am now into my "december" depression. I have re-started the cyclical, manageable depressions I am used to.

In other news, though, I was finally let in on the reasoning for the Brit and his AWOL status. He had decided that he thought he was more into me than I was into him and that the relationship should end. No words. Just end. So, there you have that. At least it wasn't any of the tragic or sinister scenarios that had been playing and re-playing in my head.

Tragic scenario: Shortly before Thanksgiving, while at lunch with the Brit, we received a phone call where he learned his father was in the hospital. In my mind, one reason for his sudden and unexplained absence was that his father had passed away. It was for this reason that my first texts and voicemails were basically understanding in nature, usually with a final comment that he should contact me just to let me know he's O.K.

As it turns out, his father is fine. Tragic scenario is, then, only fiction.

Sinister scenario: This scenario requires the knowledge that this is the second time that the Brit and I have attempted dating. Our first foree into the dating pool consisted of brunches and one late evening date, at a Friday's, after I had worked, and on a night when he wasn't feeling all that well. Also, in this time, I was coming to the realization of the fact that somewhere in my past I was molested. To say conditions were not ripe for romance would be completely appropriate. We sort of just fizzled away then. It was a mutual thing, it seemed.

My idea behind the sinister scenario is that, when I started making contact with the Brit again, he began plotting. Hoping that we could progress the relationship to a point that he would think I was falling hard for him, he could then simply end the relationship without a word, leaving me confused, anxious and heart-broken. Confused and anxious were achieved.

Sinister scenario, it would seem, is fiction also.



As an aside, go see 'I Am Legend'. It's a great movie. Will Smith, (yes, I am saying this), did an amazing job carrying his 'Castaway', acting in much of the movie by himself. I liked it so much, I have added 'The Omega Man' the first re-make of the original, to my Blockbuster.com movie queue.

December might be fucked, as far as my attention to this blog, but perhaps I can crank out a fine amount of entries for January, what with my New Years Resolutions, and all. By the way, my New Years Resolution post will be coming soon!