Speed Dating...Too Fast

Speed dating? Exhausting.

It was really fun to get to know a bunch of ladies, though and to have them all be there to meet other ladies. There was no ambiguity, no pussyfooting around, and no question as to whether or not they were straight or gay.

Very refreshing.

So, Mathy emailed, apparently at 7pm. I didn't get it until after 10:30, though. She was pretty straightforward and appreciated my directness. Apparently, she is less retarded than I thought yesterday. We are going to be friends and I requested that she not bring dates to any of my shows for a while. Said I had been pretty excited about her and that I was upset when she said that.

Anyway.

Also, Amazon text-ed last night. Good to know that's her celly. I sent a mass text yesterday about Speed Dating and she responded late last night. She's having complications from the surgery she had a few weeks ago and could not leave her bed. This is good information because I was wondering what the hell was going on with her. And in a step towards growth, I didn't believe the worst in terms of her intentions. I was just worried because she had a pretty serious operation and I was thinking that she was probably feeling pretty bad about saying she'd come to speed dating and then not showing, especially if she was STUCK in bed because of some health thing. That is really frustrating, I know.

I texted her back saying that I was worried that something like that was going on, that she just needed to take good care of herself and that our date could wait. Heck, I said, I have had this crush for more than a year...what's another month? And honestly, I do not have time for a major relationship at the moment. And I have a feeling about her.

So, angst of yesterday has melted away. I was happy to note that it was not my period and through talking to Poetess yesterday on the IM, I realized that it's probably just nerves about this new piece I'm doing this weekend. It is under-rehearsed and it is fairly serious. I have a hard time when I have to be serious. Comedy comes so much more easily to me.

Just remembering a dream I had last night about PhD programs. Weird.

Anyway, Speed Dating definitely held possibility in terms of friendships. I chatted with this woman, Professor Razor (her last name sounds like a brand of razors), who is a professor of Speech & Communications at some college in Cal City. I'm going to hang with her again...I need to know people who teach for a living and especially those who have advanced degrees in communications. It would bode well to network with those folks, because I would probably end up teaching in that field if/when I get the PhD. I think I am getting closer and closer to making the decision to go for it. I need some path to follow and it seems like a good bet. I miss academe and no matter how much I love Chicago, teaching is more important to me.

And so, now I must go get ready for Ye Olde Day Job. Poop. Wish I could rehearse all day...It would be nice. Later.