With a little help from my friends...
This blog looks "normal" again! Thanks Teh, Kerri, and Tony for your support and assistance. Crisis averted!

Proof that Kinsey was right...
According to PageSix.com, gay author J.T. Leroy has fathered a child with Italian actress and XXX star Asia Argento. Leroy has another child with the lead singer of the band Thistle.

And the last vestiges of my childhood innocence dissolve...
Tyson Talbot, an actor from one of the T.V. shows that helped define my youth (Degrassi Junior High), has been charged with second-degree murder.

Yeah, Baby, yeah...!
I don't what it is, but for the past few years I've been finding myself more and more attracted to Jewish guys. There were a couple on my floor a few years ago. And now there's this guy who was in one of my classes last year and this past semester. Yeah, I've only talked to him twice, but still...

Stop! In the name of love... Or something like it...
Not that I'm ready to think about a guy that way right now. I am owning my anger. I've been pretty hurt by one man lately. But I'm not through with my "Mr Mature." Not yet anyway. I am SO unbelievably angry right now! In fact--and I urge any of you who have idealized me and don't want to lose the illusion to avert your eyes--I'm pretty fucking pissed off! I am really feeling jerked around now. What has he been doing, you ask? Oh, just more of the same. Being his charismatic, wonderful conversationalist self and worming his way back into my good books with compliments (flattery may not get you everywhere, but you have to start somewhere!), only to break plans and not call all over again. I'm most angry at myself for falling for that again. And again. And again, and again, and again!

When he decides to or "remembers" to call, I'll put my cards on the table, tell him how he's making me feel. And then I'll ask for my book back.

Will friendship be possible for us? I don't know. That's entirely up to him. He hasn't been much of a friend up to this point and, quite frankly, I doubt his ability to be a friend even to himself because--in the long run--it is he who is allowing himself to miss out on a relationship with a great person, not me.

Brave words, Natalie. Now let's see some action.

And after all that's been said, done and forgotten, this is still easier said than done.