On the way to recovery

So....I lost 6 pounds last week. (Catharine please don't kill me) I really had absolutely no intention of doing that, I don't have body dysmorphic disorder and I know that I'm a small girl.

I couldn't help it though. I bet I've written about this before, probably before I started going out with Pat and with Andrew, namely. It never got this bad though, because both of those times I was surrounded by other people who practically force fed me. This time I had...Andrew. Who now really could care less about me or what I do. So for a week I ate one meal a day.

Oh you probably want to know WHY this happens at odd times. Well it happens when I really like someone and we're on the cusp of dating, or I know that they like me too, or we've just started dating. Well all of these things were true in the past week, and that's why it happened. But don't worry, I've started on the road to recovery. I gained a whole new appetite today, a very ravenous one in fact, and I believe it was because of the great and wonderful festivities of last night, which I'll explain later.

Well I did eat a huge lunch, but dinner had to wait because of my shift hours. Soooo I almost passed out at work tonight....that's always fun. :-/ Good thing all we have in the lab are cheese slices and popcorn. So me being the cheese freak I am, I ate 4 pieces of cheese. But I felt much better, and that's the part that counts.

Tomorrow I'll eat more, I promise!

Well before I discuss last night, I suppose I should backtrack a bit for the romantics out there who haven't heard this story yet (which with my mouth is probably nobody). So I had a crush from afar in college. His name was Mike, and I wrote about him in here and in crazy/beautiful, more than once. I worked at Brodie, the performing arts building at Geneseo, and over time I got to know all the students that hung out there a lot. Well I love to watch people, so some of the students didn't actually know ME, but I knew of them. Mike was in that category, but because of his just overall adorable-ness and the fact that he's an actor and we allll know how I feel about those actors, I developed a crush from afar.

So, although we had only spoken a few times in college, I happened to have also seen a few student films he had done, and I went to an improv show of his once. Actually now I vaguely remember walking out of the show at the end (we walked out with the performers because my friend Goo was in it) and Mike being there and me struggling to find something to say to him to get his attention. I probably ended up just saying nothing and that was that.

Okay weird digression but I JUST remembered that. Anyway so fast-forward to last October when I randomly messaged him on myspace and told him I used to like him (as I am fond of doing to people, usually with no expectation that anything will come of it, I feel like if someone liked me at some point it would be fun to know about it. ) So instead of him being like "okay....random" and blowing me off, we actually started messaging each other a lot and I really looked forward to talking to him. So for a few months this went on, and then I REALLY looked forward to talking to him, and Andrew noticed and knew he had reason for concern.

So....I was to never speak to Mike again. But.....one day passed and I got a little depressed, two days passed and I got even more sad, I just felt like something was missing. So I told Andrew that I really had to talk to him, there really was no way around it. This actually happened twice, and I was fully expecting Mike to say "fuck this" to the whole situation. But he didn't. Which is good.

So we talked more and more, we talked on IM occasionally, then we talked on IM just about every day. In the meantime my relationship was going downhill fast, and I really don't know what the exact cause of it was, but I'm sure this had something to do with it.

Last week, obviously, we broke up. This week, I am dating Mike. Sounds super fast, when you read it like that, but it doesn't seem too fast because of the sheer amount of time I spent talking to him before this. And no it's not a rebound, I don't think the rebound rule applies when it's somebody you've liked before.

ANYWAY Jesus I'm rambling, so friday we went out, as I already have said. Saturday we talked on the phone for a long ass time, and Sunday we went out to brunch, which I knew would be great. Sunday night was the Superbowl, and since Sue ignored me I figured she was spending it in Geneva. Maura was too tired to hang out, and really those things just gave me the excuse I needed to go to Mike's and watch it. Which was really fun. You get some funny people in a room together, and damn, seriously I was laughing all night.

So Mike was man enough to watch Grey's Anatomy with me after the Superbowl, which was really cool, and he should continue to watch it because it's a great show! Then we cuddled together on a couch for awhile before succombing to our urges to have a makeout party. Yeah that's the cheesiest thing I probably have ever said but it's pretty much true. And awesome. And scary. I mean this is like my Geneseo equivalent of Hugh Jackman and we're...together-ish. It scares me sometimes that a crush of mine isn't just a crush anymore, but mostly it's really amazing.

And I love the fact that he's totally into me :-D

Okay before you people think (A) that I'm being horrendously mean to Andrew by even writing about this and (B) I'm really annoying because I'm talking all romantical, I just want to say....

(A) Andrew is dating multiple women. Who I'm sure are very attractive and amazing.
(B) It's just so cute though, I mean seriously.

Okay it's f-ing late and I need to have a very serious chat with Michael (boss Michael) about not being an ass tomorrow. So...g'night.