NEW (and last) BLOG POST....

"It Is..."






fairwell.

WOW...

I'm laying in bed crying...because somebody actually thought about me today.

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have you ever had to give something or someone up because you knew that you were too much of a mess to deal with anything outside of yourself? i feel like that. i love Poco, very much in fact, but i'm a pile of nothingness right now, and it adds nothing if not takes everything away from whatever it is we're trying to do. he lives there, i live here and my career search has taken me nowhere but to a "receptionist" position in nowhere town, west townsville making $9 an hr. good thing i spent all that money getting a masters, right. Poco is bright and young, and knows what he wants to do in his heart...i, on the other hand, am getting older by the day and have no clue where i'm going, and am deathly afraid of ending up here, at 35 still taking phone calls from college students looking for summer work. i am happy that i now have work, i just started last week, but the money can't come fast enough to meet the bills. i cant afford to keep going back and forth to nyc, and his job never lets him have a break, so the point would be what? to go back to highschool status and talk until 2am on the phone then get up, schelp to work, come back home and do it all over again? why not cut out the unattainable happiness and just stick to what one does best...mediocrity... and it would be easier to accept without Poco's shining face in my head reminding me that brightness is something i just dont posses.

J'aime mon homme…

I was visiting Poco the other weekend, and when we met at the train station, I was kissing his neck and noticed he was wearing cologne. Poco usually doesn't wear cologne, not that I've ever noticed...when we worked together I would see him sneak a spray a few times before coming to talk to me...but never a real interest in it. So, of course I take notice ,especially since my olfactories are off the rhictor. So , I asked what the smell was, and of course he grinned wide and asked if I liked it...I said "YES"...I loooove a good scent, I would follow it anywhere! I asked what it was...

Poco: I'm not sure...it was at Chanel, I sprayed it before I left work.

VV: (sniffing) Chanel, hmmm?...is it "Allure"?

Poco: No...I don't think so

VV: (sniffing again)... it's not Pour Monsieur, they don't sell it at the store

Poco: Then it's not that babe...

VV: Ahhh...Egoiste!

Poco: Yeah, that's it...you like it???

VV: Baby I love it! It smells wonderful on you

Poco: Oh Yeah!? A'ight I'm 'bout to buy a grip of 'dis **ht.

end scene

Anyway, when I realized it was Egoiste I immediately was thrown back to the commercial that aired in the early 90's, unfortunately there would be no reminiscing with Poco about it, because when I was obsessed with reading VOUGE magazine and Kristy Turlington, Naomi Campbell, Linda Evangelista and all those Uber Models...well, he was probably still playing with building blocks!! LOL...LOL... I kid, I kid ...hmmm, but then again... ????

N-E-WAY while vacuuming the house preparing for Poco's arrival this weekend I started thinking about the commercial and decided to get on the computer and find it. It was an amazing piece of cinematic modern film noir...as far as commercials go. Check it out...you'll remember it when you see it ( hope It plays).

Ciao'

Here is the commercial that aired in the UK and US in English http://adland.tv/commercials/chanel-egoiste-balcony-1991-050-uk

Stalked at the Harris Teeter...

I have often mentioned, well...maybe not often, but have mentioned that I can tell in an instant when a "gentleman" (if you want to call them that) is going to do the obvious and follow me around the grocery store or wherever until they get their act together and start verbally shoving "friendship" or "networking" invitations down my throat. I do not like being stalked and I do not like feeling trapped in a corner. I already have issues saying "no" outright because I don't want to hurt the feelings of the person asking but, I also don't want to feel pressured into giving my e-mail address or phone number, or even talking to them none the less. N-E-WAY, on my way to someones (who's name shall more than likely NOY be mentioned again) birthday party this weekend, I was already 2 hours late...I walked into the Harris Teeter to pick up a quick card and a cheap bottle of champagne (because it's all this person deserved) and as soon as I walked in I looked up toward the flowers section and there was this dude about 6+ feet high, who looked me right in my eye. I quickly diverted my attention because I was in no way attracted, I was in a hurry and did not wish to be disturbed, and I have a man. No matter. After following me down 3 different aisle he finally cornered me at the cash registered...

Tall Dude: Excuse me, but I must say you look very nice

(skin crawl)

VV: Thank you, I appreciate it.

Tall Dude: Are you married?

VV: No, I'm (cut off mid sentence)

Tall Dude: Good. My name is B.K. I'm and ex-NBA player and I just moved to the area, and I'd like to invite you out to have dinner with me sometime so you can show me around. There is a lot of development going on out here...

VV: Yes, it depreciates the aesthetic value of the area.

Tall Dude: Let me put your Number in my cell phone so I can call you

VV: Ummm, would that be right if your in a relationship? I don't think so.

Tall Dude: You're not married and just dating, and I'm dating...it doesn't mean we can't see each other. Whats you number

VV: I'm not giving you my number...

(cashier waits in impatience)

VV: I'm in a hurry I'm late for a party, nice meeting you.

Tall Dude: Well, give me your e-mail (sticking phone in my face)

VV: Fine...it's (insert personal e-mail address here)

end scene


I figured if I just gave it to him, he would leave me alone faster, and I wouldn't have to feel bad for not being nice. AAAAnnnnd, IF, I were ever to "bump" into him again it wouldn't be awkward. But I spoke too soon, because I sho'nuf got an e-mail from him today...

from: B.K.
to: VV
sent: Tue. April 21, 2009

Thanks for the opportunity to communicate with you. You are very attractive to me & look forward to getting to know despite both of our dating situations. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. It will be fun.
Google me if you get a chance. Have a blessed day.

Sent from my iPhone
B.K.

*****

Gross!!! Anyman that is willing to say what he just said about it all staying in Vegas is moste definatley NOT a man I would EVER wish to keep company with...disgusting. So my response...


from: VV
to: B.K.
Sent Tue. April 21, 2009

Mr. K:

It was nice to meet you, I do hope you have a pleasant stay in the Townsville area. Thank you for your kind invitation, but I must decline as I am newly and very happily in a committed relationship, and in no way wish to deter from it.

Again, it was nice meeting you, I wish you all the best in your future endeavors.


-VV


I think I was nice enough and clear and to the point. Anything sent to me after this will be summarily deleted!!!


Guess who is coming to visit this weekend!!! POCO!!! WHOO-HOOO!!! everybody is excited to meet him! My mother is going to make him a pound cake, and I'm gonna make an apple pie. Last weekend I went the Bixtown for a few days and made some friend fish and potatoes for dinner...he almost lost his sh** ...he was singing to the plate and fork "mmm-mmm-mmmmmm-mm-mm"...each bite. That made me very happy. N-E-WAY, Popular Pisces (my brother for those of you who are new) wants to meet him too, but has decided on taking a quick vaca in Puerto Rico this weekend. (shrug) Oh, Well...maybe next time. I'm really excited, not too sure what Daddy is gonna think...but I have to get over that. N-E-WAY, hopefully I'll have some pictures, but not sure how I'm gonna post them, I lost all my computer applications, even photoshop...sad,sad...sad.

Ciao'