Wednesday, February 5, 2003

"...to the Whorehouse!"

I know I know that sounds bad, but it's not what you think! Today was a loooooooong-A day: covered a shift at the Gallery from 7:30-11:30, worked in the writing center from 11:30-1:30, committee meeting from 2-4:30, then to the library to study till 6:30 or so, when Caroline walked in and sat down. I welcomed the distraction from the excitement of the innerworkings of the National Environmental Poilicy Act and we talked a bit and determined both of us had one of those mediocre days. At that moment we decided we needed an emergency trip to the Spaghetti Whorehouse (Warehouse, but who wants to be normal?) for some spinach and artichoke dip, a bottle o' wine and lots and lots of good food. So that's what we did. I am in pain from eating so much! We split a bottle of red wine, two loaves of bread and the dip, and I myself had a large salad, a bowl of seafood pasta, a slice of cheesecake and a large water as well. It was beautiful. Just another night with a good friend and a good conversation at the Whorehouse.

On a completely separate note...one of my ex-boyfriends and I have kept in pretty good contact since thanksgiving or so, and it's been benefical b/c he's had some family problems. We were friends for a long time before we dated, so I was kind of privy to all the background of situations that still exist--just kind of the history that exists between people. Well I sway as to whether exes can be close friends--is it possible? I don't know. We tried once and it failed terribly. But now? Who knows, I hope so. We do care deeply for each other as people, and I value his input. I may go out to see him for a day or so this spring, i just need to make sure those lines are definite the whole time. I am resolutely single this spring--it's not a validation for being single, rather it's a chosen lifestyle right now. Too many other things happening/changing/growing/ending that to try and get involved in anything seems utterly pointless. I already have too much on my plate! Either way, this situation with my ex boils down to the premise of the wonderful movie "When Harry Met Sally": is it possible for men and women to be just friends? My question is is it possible to go back to being friends?