umbrella

so, it's only been a couple of weeks since i wrote this post, but it looks like the umbrella may not be necessary after all.

an update on the manstorm:

1. the guy that hooooney and hooooney husband were thinking of setting me up with is moving to portland, OR.

2. OM has gone conspicuously 'under the radar' again, and this time announced it on facebook. so i guess he's officially in the underground again. weird.

3. went on a pleasant enough date with Rockford Guy last night. we went to the zoo and then came back up to the RP for dinner and have a chance to talk. honestly, there was nothing wrong with him. he's cute and funny and well-mannered and very very thoughtful. and he drove all the way to chicago just because, as he said, "he wanted to get to talk to me for more than 20 minutes". got a cheek kiss goodnight, and a text message this morning. and i feel...... ziltch. i don't know. i just don't feel anything. he's like a comfy guy friend who would be fun to hang around. maybe if we WERE friends, and lived in the same city, i would hang out with him and develop a crush. but as of this particular moment, he's just kind of this sweet nice guy who lives in Rockford. but had a very strange piece of the manstorm puzzle to clue me in on last night...

4. ..... which was, that in a very weird conversational flow that sort of came out of nowhere, Rockford Guy had a lot to say about my uberhighschool crush, the guy with the 5 year old, about whom i was envisioning white dresses and romantic long-lost-lovestories. as in "i hate that guy. he is not a good guy." apparently, uberhighschool crush dated one of Rockford Guy's former girlfriends. and he was, in Rockford Guy's opinion, "slimey". now, i know i know, take it with a grain of salt. but his opinion of him was so strong, and so annoyed, that i have to take away that there was something very sketchy going on. Rockford Guy was also like "i was just talking about this guy at a party last weekend! why does EVERYBODY know this guy?". which doesn't surprise me. everyone knew him and loved him in high school. apparently now he's infamous in a different way. which makes me kind of sad. but i guess it's good to have a differently bias perspective on your fantasy bubbles once in a while....

5. as i was getting to go out with Rockford Guy, Yale called. my heart leapt a little bit as i vaguely begged off that i was running out the door and would call him later. the second Rockford Guy's tail lights were in view, i called Yale and we talked for an hour and a half. STILL super serious, heavy, monumental conversation topics. still curious about him, but thank the Lord, he finally asked me out on an actual date. after, admittedly, i had prompted him in an email on saturday with the oh-so-breezy line of "so, what do you think about hanging out some time?". so we're going to the morton arboretum on sunday afternoon. so i guess we'll see if there is any spark in person, or if i am just a withered old heart of high expectations and dangerous taste in men.

i'll put away the umbrella for now and take a few calm breaths.