HOT ASIAN GIRL ON CANAL STREET

I'm sure it will all blow over and be forgotten in the future, but at what point is it too much? At what point is it happening too often? How many nights do I have to not remember before it is too many? At what point do I have a problem?

I don't want to admit it, so I post here anonymously so I can say it without really saying it. I don't want to admit I might be weak, that I might not be as in-control as I like to think I am.

I want to stop thinking about it and forget, so I will end it here. But My Dignity... if you are out there, contact me. I would love to get back to a place where I can be happy with what I see in the mirror, not cringe at the poor choices continually made.

All the best,

Me.

G.B.

Just listening to the rhythms of my body and it changed when you sat down and took off your hat (if that makes sense?) and I really dig the mag...

EGG DROP AHOY

We were waiting for the L train and I came up to see if you were someone who had responded to my craigslist ad. You weren't, but we talked a little anyway.

And you were kind of neat. Or at least, nice enough that I was thinking maybe I should have asked you to coffee or something.

It is a total longshot, but if you're interested in being geeky over coffee or beers or food, email me.

(also, how great of a craigslist story would this make if you respond? it can't NOT happen.)

with fingers crossed,
M