Peruvian does Mass Text

And no, I don't mean in the rat infestation house! Hehe, just kidding Cat! You know I still love you! Just as long as I don't find out he's helping you cook! Gross! Or snuggling with you at night! Or has a name!

So, I have another masshole comment I wanted to post. Remember the earlier blog about the high school guys we ran into? Well, I got a text from the short guy I made out with yesterday that said "We r having people over at the (suburb where I grew up) house this sat the 29. You should come by."

As I texted Cat when I forwarded it to her. This email let me know two things. One, that he was a masshole, and two, that he was not coming back down (as he had indicated when we ran into him about a month ago). He is having a party in a town where I no longer live. Now while he might not have hit "Select all" he clearly had no idea who "Maxi" was in his phone. Thought maybe we met a few weekends ago, and thought he'd invite some girls to his house party. Or does he know who I am, but forgot I don't live there anymore? Maybe he thought it was coincidence that we were out at the same bar at the same night in the same city where neither of us lived. Ridic! Also, where is this party? At his parents house? Please! I am too old to be hanging out at someone's house when their parents are out of town. Grow up and move out already! Pathetic!



On another note, Cat and I have ROCKED the gym this month! We're currently at 65% utilization! And we are rocking it out. Let's not discuss February though. What's past is past. The point is, we are going to TT and B for Memorial Day!

There's Mice in the Hice!

Soooooooo...

This morning around 5AM this morning I heard the same crinkling that kept me awake a few nights before. This time I wasn't worried about someone breaking into the apartment--I was worried about seeing a MOUSE!

I pulled my blanket up to my ears and listened. I was trying to figure out where exactly in the house the mouse was. Eventually my alarm clock went off, so I had to get up. I tip-toed into the kitchen and much to my dismay, I didn't see anything! Where the mouse should have been I saw spaghetti scattered all over the floor.

I am so sick of infestations. First it was the fleas, now it's the rodents. Effin' A!

I left work early to buy some airtight food containers, a garbage can that can only be opened by humans, and a make-up bag that says "Glamorous." THe make-up bag wasn't necessary for rodent control.

My landlord called and said that the maintenence people stopped by today to patch some holes. Tomorrow they are coming back to set some traps. I'll keep you posted.

<3 Cat

The Massholes are Back...

Well, not really. But I wanted to post this update. This past weekend was Easter. I did receive two mass texts wishing me a Happy Easter. These were from two very good girlfriends of mine. I know these two girls, they are not going and pressing "Select all" and sending out Happy Easter greetings. They are sending them to a select few. Now, granted, I would have been just as happy not to receive them, but it didn't anger me as much as the Christmas ones did. I mean, I still know it didn't take much thought or effort to text people in the phone book. But here's my question. Why didn't the original massholes wish me a Happy Easter? or Happy Valentine's Day? Or even Happy New Year? Why is it always just Thanksgiving and Christmas? Are the massholes getting sentimental that time of year? But now that it's spring and everyone's getting spring fever, and falling in love (or lust, whichever the case may be) and getting all twitterpatted, they don't feel the need to send their heartfelt greetings to me? I was originally insulted to get the mass text, but now I'm insulted not too! What a strange twist on this story!!

I did get one Valentine Day greeting from a Christmas masshole. He wished me "Happy VD!" I really have nothing more to add to my masshole argument! Those two words say it all.

If you want to read the original posts on Massholes, you can find it here.

xoxo, Maxi

Does Absence Really Make the Heart Grow Fonder?

The time is nearing for the Major to leave. He's being stationed out in the mid-west. 2 months ago, I would have hardly imagined I'd be in this situation. But it was a calculated risk, and I was aware I was taking it. I knew that there was a very strong possibility that I would care very deeply for him. Is the old adage true? "Better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all?" Guess I'll be finding out soon.

So, my dilemia is this. When do I talk to Major about this? I want to tell him I care for him, and am willing to try the long distance. Something I was not willing to do with Coach. This really brings both relationships into light. With Major, plane fare is going to cost twice as much as to visit Coach. It's halfway across the nation, I'll lose a day in travel alone. But not only am I willing, I want to do this. I want him to say he wants us to try long distance and that he still wants to see me.

What is the problem you may ask? Well, there are several:

1. We've only been dating 2 months, 3 by the time he leaves. Is that enough time to have a serious conversation about where we're going? Is that enough time together to make long distance last? Do we have the foundation for all this?

2. Earlier in our relationship, I may have alluded to the fact that I was okay with him leaving and that being it, or even worse, that that's what I was expecting the whole time. So, I don't know what he thinks, but I have to let him know that I do care for him, and that he means so much more to me than just a good time, good company, and a good f**k while he's here.

3. I'm petrified to find out what he has to say. Really, scared to death. I feel as though by not talking about it, I can ignore it, and pretend he really isn't leaving. I'm most afraid that he's going to say "Maxi, I really enjoyed hanging out with you, and I care a lot about you, but logistically speaking, I just don’t think this is going to work out.” I can see him being that type. Very military. His point of reference just being very different from mine. And That’s not what I want. I want him to be romantic and say “We can work it. We can talk on the phone, and we’ll fly to see each other, and maybe one of us can transfer in a year.” But, with his whole situation (child and ex-wife in the forefront here, followed closely by 2,000 miles between us).

I will let you know what happens, eventually. When I grow some and talk to him like an adult. To help me make my decision, Cat put together this gaming theory for me. I attempted to attach it, but since I PDFed it at work, it's not supported by blogger, so you'll just have to use your imagination.

xoxo, have a great weekend!
Maxi

Oh, You'd Be Surprised, Dear!

As a follow-up to Maxi's last blog, she ended up totally loving the guy that was visiting from another office. I hated his long hair and his Southern accent. Maxi thought they were just perfect. And this is why we're friends!

I think I'm supposed to tell a bit on the wild bar night. I was pretty impressed with myself juggling a bunch of boys that night.

To begin, I had been out on a date with the Drug Rep. He picked me up in this ginormous F-150. This thing was huge. I don't even know if he was able to find a spot in the city big enough to park it. We went to dinner and on the way there he decides it would be fun to go off-roading in his rental car. He begins driving over curbs, driving in the grass, and swerving all over. "Hmmmmmm," he thinks aloud. "If this truck can handle this well like this, let's try it in 4 wheel drive." So, without stopping or even slowing down, he switches gears. ALL OF A SUDDEN the truck starts making weird noises. I"m freaking out. We're on the interstate and the truck isn't moving. He begins freaking out. We pull over to the side and he's finagling with the gears. He tries shifting out and in of gear. Finally after 10 long minutes, the engine begins functioning normally. We safely make it to our destination.

Let's skip to the bar.

Sarah and I rolled into the bar feigning interest in the basketball game everyone was watching. BA was supposed to be coming, so I was uber excited. He finally showed up and we were having fun talking and drinking. I managed to maintain my composure and not get completely shit-faced in front of him. Go Cat! After all, I had to redeem myself since the last time I saw him I got kicked out of the bar sometime in August. Anyway, I ended up leaving him after Maxi ran into some high school friends. We ended up taking the friends to another few bars and then took them home.

Let's skip to taking the friends home.

Maxi had been making out with one friend the whole night. I had been chuckling to myself since the guy was shorter than me! (Usually Maxi gets the taller guy and I get the shorter one.) I was slightly bored/jealous/horny so I simply asked the other guys if he cared to make out. I don't think he even verbally answered. He just shoved his tongue in my mouth. It was a pleasant kiss, warm and tender. There was nothing sexual about it. It was just fun!

So, Maxi and I are on our way home and the guy she was making out with said he left his wallet in the car. Now, what kind of guys leaves something in the girl's car? I mean, did we really pull over and look for his damn wallet? Nevertheless, the wallet was never found, and neither was Maxi when he kept calling to come over and get it.

I dropped Maxi off, and shortly I found myself getting off--with BA. He had been texting me all night checking to see what time we would rendezvous. We're sitting on my couch and he's telling me about how he likes to wasth porn before he goes to bed. Then he's telling me about how he used to like watching his girlfriend get off. However, he tell me that he's kind of hanging out with his girlfriend, so he's "being good" tonight. Good, schmood. We ended up fooling around anyway. I probably won'e see him again until he's taking another break from his gf.

Major Developments

Ok, so it's been a long time! A VERY long time! And I apologize. I guess Cat and I got too eager to set up this blog that we've neglected to take care of it. Sort of like a puppy, or a baby, it needs constant attention. Good thing I do not have either of the aforementioned, or I'd be behind bars for sure!

A lot has happened in the past month. Let's recap quickly shall we??

1. Valentine's Day - Major sent me flowers to work, and they were gorgeous. He got major points for sending them to work. All day I had people stop by and comment how beautiful they were, and who was the guy. Of course I had to get into the whole thing with "He's only here until mid-April." But it was really nice. We went out to dinner that night at my favorite romantic restaurant downtown. The food was amazing, and I just had a very nice Valentine's Day. It really was one for the book.

2. Clothes - I finally couldn't take the dad jeans anymore. I fretted and complained and thought about it and finally decided to do it! I bought Major a new pair of jeans. I was very casual about it, just "oh I was out and thought of you." It went over okay. He wasn't upset. He tried them on and they were way too small. I was upset, because that meant he was back to the old jeans. But I said "no worries. I just was thinking of you." But I guess I wasn't the only one who commented to him about his clothes. A few days later, he mentioned to me that "Captain (his friend in the Army) said I dress like his dad." I literally snorted out through my nose. Of course, he wanted to know why that was so funny. I had the perfect opportunity to tell him, but couldn't.

Well, I guess two weeks ago, we were going bowling with some of my friends. This was the first time any of my friends were meeting him. Of course they had heard everything about him. How well he treats me, how nice he is, how he dresses like a geek, etc. Well, Major comes to my house and my jaw nearly drops to the ground. He is wearing a whole new outfit head to toe! I could barely contain myself! Apparently he and Captain went shopping that day and let me tell you, he looked like a new man. I couldn't stop smiling. He was looking good, very good! I thought that was just too adorable. And of course, I think that says a lot about how he thinks of me if he's willing to go get new clothes. Let's all say it together... "AAAAAWWWWWWWWEEEEEE!"

3. Rico Suave and Chris Sam - Cat and I went out the other weekend and ran into two guys that I went to high school with. Literally hadn't seen them in 10 years. It was really fun, we hung out with them all night, danced, and made out. Cat had quite the interesting night I might say. She owes you a post on the night. Cat YOU OWE IT! To recap real quick, she had a date, went to Dido's where she ran into one of my friends (BA) that she went out with once or twice, agreed to meet up with him later on, made out with Chris Sam, then had a late night tryst with BA. Haha! All in all, it was a very fun night though. I enjoyed myself immensely.

4. Ok, this is were it gets a little serious. I have really been enjoying myself with Major. Really. I think he's wonderful. So smart, treats me like gold, is interesting, is cute, so gentlemanly. I have really been enjoying myself this past month and a half. I always knew he was leaving in mid-April, but now that it's coming closer, it's really making me sad thinking about what the future will hold. I try not to worry about the future, just enjoy him now. But I'm a girl, and I can't help but think about it.

This weekend, I was thinking about it, and I got really sad. I am going to miss him. And what's worse is I am actually thinking about having a long distance relationship with him if he wants one. We can't have that "talk" now though. I'll wait until he brings it up or maybe early-April. But it's really getting me down. What if he just says "Thanks for the fun time while I was here in Richmond?" I'll be upset. I know I will. And I know it won't be me. It literally will be him and his situation. In the Army, in New Mexico, divorced, child, etc. But here I am searching how much flights cost out there, and I hate to admit it, but I even looked on Monster.com to see what kind of jobs are out there. Of course, he will NOT know that, but the point is, I don't want to just say good bye when he leaves. Unlike Coach, I am willing to have long distance for him. All the reasons I said no to long distance to Coach, don't matter with Major. I like him, and I hope he likes me.

I know no matter what happens, it'll be okay. If he doesn't want to try long distance, yes, I'll be sad, but I'll be back to my trolling for men with Cat before you know it. And regardless of what happens, Major came along just when I needed to be reassured that there are men out there that can treat me well, and that I can be excited out. Date after date after date of no chemistry was getting me down. Was there something wrong with me? He answered that. No there isn't. I can wait for a guy that gets me excited, physically and intellectually, and that third way too. I don't know if there's a word for it, but just that certain something that you have when you get excited when the guy calls, and enjoy hearing about their hobbies or day or whatever.

The other part though, is the ex and child. Who knows what it's like back in NM? Right now, they're always "there" but not really an issue. He talks about the child, he really loves her, which is a great characteristic. But it's like they don't really exist. If I was there, or if they were here, I wonder how it would be different. And that's something to think about. Plus, the other day he was showing me pictures of his daughter, and they just became very real. And it occurred to me, he's done this before. The wedding, the courting, the child birth. Nothing would be new to him. And that made me really sad. So who knows, right now I feel okay with his past. But if they were to become "real" to me, would I still be okay? I don't know. And this is all stuff that I don't know if I'm prepared to handle.


Alright, I know this blog has gone on FOREVER! And there's so much more I can say. But I guess I'll wrap it up for today. Cat and I have to hit happy hour up with MG and this other guy that's visiting from another office for the week.

xoxo, Maxi