so, despite (or perhaps, b/c of) my best intentions to remain unattached for a while, i find myself something akin to attached.  Possibly it's more accurate to say that someone is attached to me, but that would be presuming their feelings, something I'm prone to do, and terrible at.

this is a girl who, despite (or perhaps, b/c of) saying that she tries to avoid dating people from work, ends up dating almost exclusively people from work.

conundrum.

i like her well enough, hanging out with her has become easier and we usually have a pretty good time. there was a little while when I was (it still makes me smirk to think about it) the hot guy; the guy who's internal photo she couldn't look at b/c she'd have to close the browser, blushing.  I think at this point, she realizes that i'm just a guy, and that my shit does in fact, stink somewhat.

but (there's always one of those with me), i had just been getting to a point where I liked sleeping alone in my bed.  now I seem to be avoiding that.

I probably shouldn't.

so, this complicated girl and I have hung out a few times in the last couple of weeks and we've already had a 'talk' about her complications.  I'm legitimately not totally sure how I feel about her complications (ex's and other complicated friends, mostly).  add to that the fact that we don't really know each other too well (it's funny, I was never taught in high school chemistry that mixing alcohol and hormones produces clothesonthefloor and orgasms and how, when you have the latter two, normal getting to know each other conversation kind of goes out the window), and I only see one thing to do.

now, to not be a pussy and do it.

i'm totally going the wrong way in this relationship thing this year.  a recap: 2 year relationship, ended in june.  4 month relationship, ended in october. 2 week relationship, (ended in december?). maybe '08 will be better?