Sympatico? Yes and No

I mentioned that I had a couple of dates last week. One I cancelled because after several emails I decided that he was actually sort of offensive and I really didn't need to meet him in person to know that that it just wasn't going to be anything worth pursuing.

The other was not so clear cut. In fact it was confusing befuddling odd consuming most of my brain power in random crazy thoughts. Sounds like fun right?

I'm going to call her Morticia. She is studying to be a funeral director. No, she is not morbid or dark or creepy. She wants to be a kind and compassionate person in a family's darkest hour. She will be wonderful at it. And so the name. I think it's funny. She would too.

Back to Morticia. I met her pride weekend. She is smart and funny and down to earth and very very pretty. She is small and delicate. Almost pixie-like. We went out a couple times last week and it was good. But I was also holding back and I couldn't quite put my finger on why. There was the obvious fact that she lives really far away and while that was part of it, it wasn't all of it. Despite my apprehension, I have been enjoying the hell out of spending time with her. So when she invited me to Milwaukee for the weekend, I agreed.

We had a wonderful time. We spent a day wandering around downtown looking at the architecture and people watching. We sat on the river and enjoyed several beers. She seems to completely get and is totally comfortable with the crazy way my head works. That's comforting. As you all can attest to, my mind is often a scary place so having her not only get it but laugh and encourage it was a ton of fun.

Morticia took me to the Dar Williams concert and I have to admit that I might just be in love. With Dar Williams, not Morticia. She puts on a fantastic concert. She's a little flaky so her stories are hilarious and she is an amazing lyricist. It is so hard to pick any one favorite song. "The One Who Knows" made me cry and long for the Things. Others made me laugh or struck a chord in my heart. But this one:


I wish I had it in me to write an entire post on this song. It seriously Rocked. My. World. However, I'm sure that there are many different ways to take this song and I'm going to let you run with whatever it is that worked in your head. If you want to share, leave a comment and I'll tell you my thoughts.

Anyway, after the concert, we took a cab over to a cute little bar to enjoy a few more drinks before heading back to the hotel. And this is where it all went horribly wrong. She said something or did something or made a facial expression. It was something. And after obsessing thinking about it the rest of the weekend, I still can't remember exactly how it happened. But, whatever it was, it reminded me of Satan. Satan as in SM's ex-wife. That Satan. That's all it took. The entire thing was ruined for me. I could not get past that. Now, before you get all preachy on my ass, yes I realize this completely unfair to Morticia. She is nothing like Satan. It doesn't change the fact that a little worm crawled into my head and devoured all the good mojo of the weekend in a 2 second flash.

And that was the end of that.
I really and truly hope that we can remain friends though. Anyone who introduces me to a song like this will always be awesome even if I'm incapable of getting past myself...
(Sorry the sound quality isn't great. You should go buy the CD anyway!)