Yitgadal v’ yitkadash
Okay, remember when I posted that things are “going well” with Fernando? How quickly times change. Instead of gathering you here today to tell you all of the juicy details of a developing love life with a new Italian boy, I can only tell you that my crush on Fernando burned hot, heavy, hard, fast and out. No need to recite the Mourner’s Kaddish for my Love Life; I’ll be fine. I move on quickly. And, if I’m honest with myself, I don’t think that there was ever really any long-term potential for Fernando. I should have seen it coming: “What do you like about him?” asked Bro. My reply? “Okay, number #1 he’s ridiculously hot and #2, well, he’s Italian … need I say more?” Not really a solid basis for a relationship, it seems.
But, for whatever reason, all lessons on love are lost on me. It’s like I place my hand on the fire, get burned, and then think, “gee what a pretty orange flame,” the next time I see another fire. Fernando was just like all of the other boys that I’ve dated: hot, foreign, rich, 20/30-something, brown wind tossed hair, dark/hazel/chestnut eyes, a little taller than I am and more interested in the brand of product that he puts in his hair than he is in long-term relationships. He was the splitting image of Le Canadien. Speaking of the boy … Le Canadien is in town on business again, but we’ve made a pack to stop sleeping together so that we can try to be better “friends.” This will be interesting. He was geniuinely a nice guy who turned cold after a different ex broke his heart. He got burned and decided not to let anyone else in again. That, of course, broke my heart because I really liked him. REALLY liked him. I once told him, “I wish I’d met you before she got to you.” And, not to mention, I was ridiculously attracted to him. Just my type: a hot, foreign, 20-something-year-old man with brown wind tossed hair and dark/hazel/chestnut eyes. Well … that, plus I loved his incredible girth as well as his skill / eagerness to please. Which brings up the reoccurring question regarding Le Canadien: is it possible to go from couple to exes to occasional fucky buddies to friends?
August 23rd, 2005 at 5:11 pm
I wish! but no it’s not possible to go through those phases…unless you were really good friends before and everything ended all nice and neat and clean!
…thanks for all the advice by the way on working in England! I’ve been looking into it, and it would take me an arm and a leg to do it lol, but I still want to…
August 23rd, 2005 at 11:18 pm
You knon, you’re probably right …
August 24th, 2005 at 10:44 am
First off, I disagree with the term f**kY buddy. I prefer my f**k with no “y” on the end. :) And is it possible? Did you see that Sex and the City about this same thing? You remember! “SU-shi!” :)
August 26th, 2005 at 12:12 am
Oh, yeah … I remember the sushi episode! :)