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Dilettante's Diary: the internal dialogue of a hedonist bluestocking.

I am a dilettante. I know quite a bit about a lot of things, but I don't know enough to be an expert on anything. I have a very sensual, hedonistic nature, but I am also a thinker, and I aim one day to be worthy of the label 'bluestocking', despite its pejorative connotations.

This is my journal, which, delightfully enough, doesn't have to go wherever I go, but is accessible from nearly everywhere I am.

Saturday, July 09, 2005

Last Night

The date went well. I was late because it was pouring rain and I could not find parking. The Belmont district was crowded last night. So Chris and I went for tapas and talked for a couple of hours, then went to the 10:20 showing of Hitchhiker's. It was a nice four hours. Pity I was smiling when I came home and made the mistake of telling Stephanie a bit about Chris and she went on an insecurity trip and started in on me. I had three hours of hell. I even thought of going for a walk down to the river and jumping in as a way to make her stop and to end my misery. One of us is going to have to move out. I really like it here, but it should probably be me. Most of the furniture, etc is hers. Mine is all down in CA. Bed, books, artwork, desk, computer, wine--that is mine and the rest is hers. Should be much easier for me to go.

1 Comments:

Blogger Tabitha said...

I am so sorry you are having such a rough time. it always seems that the transitional times are the roughest...too bad life is mostly transitional.

10:04 AM, July 09, 2005  

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