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The Summer of Serin

You know the Seinfeld episode where George declares it shall be “The Summer of George”.

Well I got a similar revelation coming. =]

Everything’s looking good so far, living for me, and hopefully meeting someone special. With all the girls out of college, they’re raring to go… everyone’s looking to hook up who’s not, and things are lookin good.

I’m hoping to meet someone at least relatively attractive, but my trouble is I see past initial looks either thinking that I can go on like that forever… thinking logically about it, in other words. Then my loins take over — lunge at the next cute little thing that I see… and I realize how the mind and body don’t agree, sometimes.

I’m looking for substance. I’ve had looks without substance and it was torture. I’ve also had substance without looks and I was completely happy… unfortunately I usually end up without either.

I want to be comfortable, I don’t want to stand out.

I want to be able to talk, I want to be able to listen.

I want to be able to just go, I want to do nothing.

I want to understand, and I want to feel understood.

I have made a mission statement, and with that:

“im going to bring my bf with us too and that way it will be us and you and cathy ( my roomate) i know this kinda seems like a set up, and i wont lie, it sorta of is lol. i think you are her type andi dont know what youre type is or if youre looking but at the very least i think you guys will get along lol. and i dunno if you wanna party that night or anything, “

[update: 08/27/03] None of the above really worked out — I had a lot of fun this summer, but it was filled with confusion, some poison ivy, stuff being stolen, being laid off, and having fights with house mates. I went to a lot of parties, which was fun but I didn’t really meet anyone new, I think I still come accross as too strong. I came to the realization that the grass is always greener, and the fence looks a hell of a lot easier to climb then it really is.