Possible Flirting, Indecision, Bad Haiku, & General Malaise

My room mate Aral is back in town, and she and I spent a while last night trying to figure out where we go from here. I told her all about my plan and the holidays. Aral has no plans other to to wait and see what happens to her as life rolls along. I envy that perspective soooo much.

One of the guys who works at the comic books shop I frequent gave me an unexpected holiday gift of surprising value, and I don’t know what I should give him back. He gave me an autographed copy of The Lynda Barry Experience. Lynda Barry is a goddess. When Aral saw the CD, she asked “Do you think he’s in love with you?” and I said “Maybe he’s just a really, really nice guy.” I decided I would bring him a king cake for Mardi Gras. I can’t decide if he’s just being really nice, or maybe he feels all paternal towards me or maybe if it’s something else.

Hell if I know anything about anything lately; I spent Friday in my pajamas, looking for a full time job and writing bad haiku:

No ladder for me
my fire escape is without
still, apartment cheap


Gray streets, cold sky dry
Winter bites in Yankeeland
Still the city sings


Old boyfriends do call
I can not meet a new guy
Oh friend, shoot me now


This New Year Promise
No electronic flirting
Broken, broken now


With these 17
Syllables, flirting is hard
but I feel compelled


And at a party
Points out his ex quietly
Ah yes, discretion


At worst, I will blush
A gentle no is better
Than nothing at all.