Remember Romeo?

February 16, 2010

On Valentines Day Sunday, I had the honor of hearing from good old Romeo again. I haven’t heard from this whack job since I broke it off with him. You know, because he had an open relationship with the mother of his children and was going on a two month hiatus to Bali with them. No big deal.

Romeo was kind enough to email me a copy of his most recent poem. Oddly, it was entitled Valentine Poem. I mean, I have nothing against the dude – everyone has issues and I would be civil to him if I saw him. But buddy, I really don’t have a desire to (1) maintain contact, and (2) read your poems, let alone on Valentine’s Day.

Granted, it was obviously a mass email, but if I can barely comprehend your email prefacing the poem, how in the world would I understand the actual poem?  This is what his email says:

Today is a day for celebrating the Lover and their Beloved–be they: real or imagined; earthly or other-worldly; mortal or divine. May the Bard inside lift to the surface every day.    

Love and Valentine’s Day Greetings,   

I don’t know about you, but I have no clue what a Bard is. What in the world was I thinking even going on a few dates with this dude? He basically speaks another language. Maybe it’s time to up the criteria when choosing which men to date. Understanding them would probably be a good start.


Sara’s WOW

November 2, 2009

Hey guys – how was your weekend?  Halloween in DC was fun per usual, but I was just telling a co-worker that I must be getting old, as I would have preferred to be home giving candy to kids than out raging it up at a party.  Guess that’s what happens as you age.  Also, before diving into the topic at hand, I’d like to clarify something about my last Romeo post.  Yes, I am fine!  A few people have emailed me asking if I’m okay.  The intent of that post was to be funny and shed light on how ridiculous some situations I get myself into are.  I wasn’t in love with the guy nor attached to him by any stretch of the imagination.  Some things you cannot control and are just not meant to be, so you have no choice but to accept them.  So I’m good to go and moving on with my life, as I’ve learned to do countless times before.  It’s all good in the hood, but I do appreciate the concern.

Okay, topic at hand.  I have some more Words of Wisdom I’d like to lend to my readers.  Being that I work in acronyms constantly while working for the government, I figured why not provide an acronym (WOW) for my Words of Wisdom.  So, my WOW for the day is this:  some people complain about drama in their life and wonder why they are constantly surrounded by it.  But it’s really quite simple.  Life is all about choices.  If you surround yourself with drama, your life will be filled with drama.  If you choose not to be surrounded by dramatic people, your life will be more stress free.  They say you learn more about yourself and life lessons as you hit your 30’s.  I guess at least I can say that for myself now.  If the people you surround yourself with add stress to your life, you must ask yourself…is it worth it to keep them around?  You also realize who your true friends are over time.  So, as I have learned to do recently, my recommendation is that if you are looking a more stressless, drama free life – take an inventory of who and what is worth your time and who and what isn’t, then make changes based on this.  Going back to my last WOW, life is short, so cut your losses while you’re ahead.  It will simply make your life that much easier and more enjoyable.


October 30, 2009

Some things are just too good to be true. Remember Romeo? Well, we can just add him to the break-up rolls. Another one bites the dust, as my mother loves to say. I haven’t gone into detail about him earlier because I figured things might actually work out with this one, and I actually liked him. First of all, let’s just point out that I rarely like someone and think I have a connection with them, so I was just going to roll with it. Cool. Let’s move to date 1. We go out. He tells me he has children. Twins at that. Okay, minor glitch in the potential level for him, but I can get over that. You see, when you get to a certain age, some things you just have to learn to accept if you have a connection with someone. If I was 25, sure, kids would be a problem. But when you get into your 30’s, the likelihood of someone having children and/or being divorced gets to be a bit higher. I figured as long as the person cares for the kids and tells you up front about it, you should be able to accept it. And if you love the person enough, then him already having children becomes inconsequential in the grand scheme of things. Okay so that was my thinking. Then he tells me he doesn’t have a relationship with the mother of the children. Great! Then maybe I’ll give this guy a chance. Sure, he has kids (who mind you live in Europe), but he’s not “attached” to anyone, minus the fact that she is the mother of his children. While not ideal (the twins thing throws a little wrench into the equation), I figure I can get over it if I grow to like this cat a lot and I think we are moving toward something substantial.

So move on to dates 2, 3, and 4. Great. No need to go into detail, and yes the first couple dates I was still a bit iffy about him, but nonetheless, I was definitely starting to like him after date 4. When I was with him, I really didn’t feel like anything else mattered and was just enjoying the moment. Okay so maybe he seemed a bit on the dorky side and definitely not like someone I would ordinarily date as far as eccentricity level, but hey, the connection I felt would have allowed me to get over these minor issues (and the whole kids thing).

Let’s move to date 5. Actually let’s take it back to this past weekend when I met up with a friend. Granted she is younger, but she talked some sense into me and told me that I needed to ask more questions about this little “child” issue. So, that I did. Never one to hold things back (or so he said), he tells me he’s about to go on a trip to Europe, which I knew about before. However, he failed to mention before that he was going on this trip with the mother of his children. Okay, this sounds suspicious. Let me pry some more. Yes, he now tells me he’s in an “open relationship” with her. Seriously? What the hell am I doing here with you then? Just questions running through my mind as I’m sitting there talking to him. Then he tells me he didn’t think I was looking for anything serious. What in the world would give off that vibe? Do I look like someone who just wants to go whoring it up with random dudes I meet? I think not. Soon thereafter, I just got up and left. I mean, what is the point? Granted it was only five dates, but seriously people, just be straightforward about your relationship status. If you have to lie about something, clearly you shouldn’t be doing it.

Annnnnd….another one bites the dust. I am just about to throw in the towel altogether on dating. Is it that hard to find someone you want to spend significant amounts of time with and who you could potentially have a future with? Apparently, it is. So long, Romeo. Better luck next time.

I have nothing to blog about

October 20, 2009

Sorry guys – nothing funny is coming to mind to blog about as of late.  Cube guy isn’t here, so obviously I am lacking in material at the moment.  Maybe next week….about him I mean.  Another topic has GOT to come to mind shortly.  I mean, what have I been doing the past few days, not making fun of myself and not laughing at anything?  Doubtful.  Next idea that pops into my head, you will be the first to know.

Oh…I have something.  Weds night guy is now going to be called Romeo.  Only because I am going to continue to see him, at least for the time being cause things aren’t going too poorly.  The name switch is occurring because I told Laura that he writes poetry (random I know), and immediately she starts calling him Romeo.  What would I do without Laura nicknaming all the important and not so important people in my life?  I just called him Weds night guy before because that was the guy I went out with on Weds night (do you see the relevance?) that week when I had two dates.  So really that was kind of insignificant.  Romeo is a bit more catchy so we are going to go with that.

I hate dating!!!

October 12, 2009

So I’m out at Marvin Friday night, and I run into my ex.  Wonderful.  I haven’t seen him in a couple of months, which would be no big deal except that everytime I run into him, I feel that I’m starting all over again in terms of getting over him.  This is not really good news for me now that I’m starting to get back out on the dating scene.  Like, did he know that I’m starting to date so fate has us run into each other?  Am I not meant to ever settle down?  Probably.   Which brings us to Saturday night.  We’re out at Pete’s surprise bday party (which was awesome btw!!!), and I get a text from the ex saying that the girl who he dated after me was sitting at the table right next to us the whole time.  Why didn’t the girl say something to me?  Is she stalking me?  I don’t understand.  Apparently she broke it off with him because he wouldn’t stop talking about me.  Like seriously is he insane?  Did I teach him nothing when we dated for 3 years?  Clearly not.  Talking about your ex is something you just do not do.  And I’m sure he did talk about me all the time…because I’m awesome.  So I’m just out on date #3 with the Weds night guy (see previous posts).  I know the place we are at is a place the ex used to frequent so I do a quick look around and see nothing thinking the coast is clear.  I mean, what are the chances he’d be there anyway?  Then – WHAM.  There he is sitting at the bar with some chick, clearly on a date.  I mean, is this shit for real?  Why am I seeing him everywhere now??!!!  I don’t see him for months and then all of a sudden twice in one weekend, plus the psycho stalker girl sees me?  All I ask is that I don’t get sucked back into his quagmire of insanity.  Because his shit was seriously insane.  Can I just meet, and actually like a nice, normal guy in this lifetime?  This is all I ask people!  It would be nice if I had some desire to date.  But I really don’t…it really is like pulling teeth getting me to actually go out with some of these people.  I’d rather be home being “productive” (aka facebooking) or hanging with my friends.  And I’m sure running into the ex repeatedly isn’t going to help my cause.


October 1, 2009

I have two dates next week.  A minor miracle.  I honestly can’t remember the last time I went on a date.  Unless you count my semi-recent bout with  But then I was probably averaging about four dates per week on the mealplan, went through maybe 30 guys in a span of two months.  What did I get out of that, you may ask?  Nothing.  Okay, fine – of all of those guys, I liked one – a Colombian native who I later discovered was dating someone I know concurrently.  He broke things off with the excuse that he was moving back to Colombia in August; he didn’t think it was wise to start something only to end it soon thereafter.  Poetic, wasn’t he?  Funny, I just saw him the other day at the Clarendon metro.  It’s October.

Well, I guess I did gain something from the experience.  I actually made a pretty decent friend out of it, who is planning to guest blog by the way.  He asks that he be called “Felipe” for purposes of this blog (first name that popped into his head).  Felipe is hilarious, so keep your eyes peeled for the cameo.

Bottom line: dating is a bitch, but if nothing else is constant comedy, thus I made ‘dating’ its whole separate category for your future enjoyment.  And in the words of Bono, “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For” (bear with me, still on a U2 high).  But gotta keep on treckin on folks.