Mrrrfffmmmpphuh!

I've got a conundrum.

LocalGuy asked me to go to a wedding on Saturday. I don't really want to go. I don't know anyone and it's going to be a WEIRD wedding. It has potential to be "holy crap this is so tacky it's awesome" but that only works if there is someone with you who will see the tacky and the awesome. I'm not so sure LocalGuy will see it. Unfortunately I've already told him that I don't have plans.

I don't want to hurt his feelings. And I might want to see him again. OK, fuck it. I'll just be brutally honest. I've sort of delegated him to "OK until something better" status. Yeah, I'm a bitch. I know! But that's just it. I'm the type of person where I usually just know. I just know if it's right or not. And by right I mean that really really right... Gah, I'm sounding like an idiot. Please tell me you know what I'm talking about. That rightness. Some people just fit. It just works. It's just RIGHT. LocalGuy does not have any of that rightness. That's not saying there is a wrongness though. Not wrong, he just doesn't have that right feeling either. And we are fast approaching the point where I need to either tell him All-Done or... OR. And while I certainly wouldn't mind enjoying some OR, I can't OR around and have it not mean anything.

Holy hell, this is turning into a Sassy needs Sex blog. And that's starting to bore the crap out of ME so I can only imagine how you all must feel.

As a side note, the friend - LocalGuy's friend who does great lawn work - will be back to my house tonight to help me till up the soil for my garden. *sigh*

All I want is that RIGHT again.

*** If the 497 justs in this post annoyed you, just get the fuck over it already! I'm just sayin'.