Single to UnSingle to Lovely

Well... I broke up with my boyfriend. We've been seeing each other since the end of January or so, but it was never really that special. A sampling of the text message war (Thursday "Night"/Early Friday Morning) that cemented the breakup includes:

Doug (4:12 am): "Go fucking kill you ugly fat self leave me alone and don't act like anyone wants you besides coked out fuck ups that only have grad scholl to feel like they're"

Doug (4:13 am): "Smart like you because grad schools only for people that talk to other grad students that are fuck ups like their grad student selves don't act like"

...and...

Doug (4:52 am): "Im done chasing you I thought you had one thing... Class but I guess not keep doping up and being in grad school someone will love you"

..and...

Doug (4:57 am): "I have no gruge other than you never felt big enough to act like a grown woman but like a coffee drinking cornell groupie"

In his "defense," he was drunk out of his mind, and tried to apologize over and over again the next day, but this isn't the first time he's said some rip-shit mean things to me. What's funny is (until that DAY even,) I had never cheated on him, but right before the text message war, I'd spent a few hours hanging out with the older brother of a friend of mine who is here for the summer - and who is just amazing. I'd been regretting that I couldn't see him since I was still involved with someone else - then that happened. While coincidence is definitely a force, I like the way the events dovetailed into something good.

I did talk to Doug last night for the first time since then. He was still really apologetic and wanted to hang out after he got off of work (around 2am) but it seemed like a bad idea. I am not sure I should even go over to his place today to talk, but I'm kinda worried he doesn't remember that it's over (apparently, in his drunk state, he deletes text messages, so while he knew he's been a jerk, he didn't realize how bad... Or remember that my closing lines included, "It's over, don't call me tomorrow, and go find someone else.")

Eh... We'll see. On a funnier note...

I woke up TERRIFIED this morning around 9:30am, because I just remembered that a friend of mine had asked me to sub for her at her office hours and to grade one assignment for her. I'd offered several weeks ago, because then she had the ability to go home and see her family in Oregon.

When I woke up this morning, I realized that I was probably the biggest asshole in the world, having spent all of last week wandering around, partying, enjoying good new company - and at NO point, heading anywhere near the math building to do her grading or office hours.

Gah.

So I leap out of bed, get dressed (still wearing the "outfit" I chose in less than 5 seconds, a terrifying sight to behold you can be sure,) fight the urge to call Jen and apologize for being an asshole (either she's in Oregon and wouldn't appreciate a call at then-six-thirty-am, or she's back in Ithaca and already knows,) and run downstairs to put on my shoes... When I realize I should check my phone to see when she had called me to remind me that I'd offered to do this.

It was on July 9th. Today is July 13th. Her office hours and grading were (or rather, I know now, ARE) today, tomorrow, and Wednesday.

This has been one more reminder of how I need to keep my affairs a little more organized. I can't even tell how much time has passed between one event and another. Sounds like it's time to start keeping a schedule.

The new guy I'm into works from around 8-10am until somewhere between 6-8pm almost every day. He and his brother are editing a documentary they shot across four months of traveling all over Asia, filming the reactions of both Chinese citizens and neighboring countries to the Olympics and tying them into the rebirth of China as a modern empire. (Btw, the trailer is really nifty to watch.) While that's really cool and all (A self-motivated guy that will make himself work for 8-12 hours a day, every day, on something interesting and purposeful? Impossible!), the work ethic is making me want to work more, which I like a lot.

So hopefully, over the next few weeks, you'll see posts in here about "how great my research is going" rather than my escapades evading my advisor!

Hope you ladies are doing great! Talk to you soon!