I'm going to take another hit on my credit card this week. i plan on taking a trip in the Spring, and that will be yet another occasion to bust out the credit.
The world's not running out of unavailable women anytime soon, if anything in my life is any indication. I think I've come to pretty good terms with that whole dilemma. When I got walloped with the presence of a very beautiful woman in my world who had a serious boyfriend when I was nineteen, it was like this torture I couldn't stop. It's been a long time since the Unavailable Woman has been merely a nice enough girl with a serious boyfriend. These days it takes a more predatory type to really get me nuts.
I've dealt with the predatory type pretty well these last few years, if I say so myself. Last Summer I met a woman who was just really beautiful, and she had a serious boyfriend, and she seemed to like talking to me, but, like I said, just being a beautiful young woman with a serious boyfriend isn't going to tie me up in knots.
I think the Invisible Woman presented me with the ultimate Unavailable Woman dilemma last year. I got my way through that one with flying colors. I've said it earlier in this space before, but I think it bears repeating: after the Invisible Woman, I don't see how any twenty-two year old waitress or barista is going to give me conniption fits the way they used to. And, since I wrote that statement last Summer, none have given me any problems thus far.
What's left for me to have adventures over? I guess I could see if I manage to survive my first heart attack. Oh boy, what fun! I figure that I have about six or seven years of reasonably good health before old age catches up with me. I promise I will try to watch what I eat more and go for more long walks. Okay?
The world's not running out of unavailable women anytime soon, if anything in my life is any indication. I think I've come to pretty good terms with that whole dilemma. When I got walloped with the presence of a very beautiful woman in my world who had a serious boyfriend when I was nineteen, it was like this torture I couldn't stop. It's been a long time since the Unavailable Woman has been merely a nice enough girl with a serious boyfriend. These days it takes a more predatory type to really get me nuts.
I've dealt with the predatory type pretty well these last few years, if I say so myself. Last Summer I met a woman who was just really beautiful, and she had a serious boyfriend, and she seemed to like talking to me, but, like I said, just being a beautiful young woman with a serious boyfriend isn't going to tie me up in knots.
I think the Invisible Woman presented me with the ultimate Unavailable Woman dilemma last year. I got my way through that one with flying colors. I've said it earlier in this space before, but I think it bears repeating: after the Invisible Woman, I don't see how any twenty-two year old waitress or barista is going to give me conniption fits the way they used to. And, since I wrote that statement last Summer, none have given me any problems thus far.
What's left for me to have adventures over? I guess I could see if I manage to survive my first heart attack. Oh boy, what fun! I figure that I have about six or seven years of reasonably good health before old age catches up with me. I promise I will try to watch what I eat more and go for more long walks. Okay?
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