summertime, and where's the lovin'
on sunday night i had a drink with whilemina and listened to the latest installment in her saga with her mr big. they get drunk, or not drunk, have great sex, then freak out on each other. she wants a relationship, he doesn't, even though they both, as the english say, fancy the pants of each other.
willie has this resilliance with men. she bounces back fighting their idiocy, frustrated and fed up yet never loosing that glimmer of hope. like savannah, she views all occassions with a potential to meet men factor. because she lacks savannah's cynicism, she usually does much better.
i confessed to willie i'd given up on men. i don't mean to. it's just in 2 years i've been attracted to two guys, and both haven't worked out. it's not rocket science. but my chemistry just doesn't work with anyone i've met. to save myself the hassle of yet another dissappointment, i've resigned myself to the fact that it's just me, and my increasingly coupled up friends.
but on summer nights like tonight, i do wish i had someone to go home to. or some rich boyfriend with a great pad i can go hang out in.
willie has this resilliance with men. she bounces back fighting their idiocy, frustrated and fed up yet never loosing that glimmer of hope. like savannah, she views all occassions with a potential to meet men factor. because she lacks savannah's cynicism, she usually does much better.
i confessed to willie i'd given up on men. i don't mean to. it's just in 2 years i've been attracted to two guys, and both haven't worked out. it's not rocket science. but my chemistry just doesn't work with anyone i've met. to save myself the hassle of yet another dissappointment, i've resigned myself to the fact that it's just me, and my increasingly coupled up friends.
but on summer nights like tonight, i do wish i had someone to go home to. or some rich boyfriend with a great pad i can go hang out in.