Absence of Communication

Peter just sent me a text to see how I was doing. It was deleted without a response. It's not that I am some vengeful wench. It's just that I have nothing to say to someone who's response to a request for a relationship is a pity fuck.
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Hungry

Today is Day Two of my 3-Day, Nine-Pound Diet. Since it's a starvation diet - half a piece of toast and 1 egg for breakfast - I am hungry.

Still, I am rather "desperate" to loose the weight. I have been disastified for a while, and this is one of the changes I want to make.

At a minimum, I anticipate that it should expose me to a better class of male. It's clear from my experience with Peter and "G" that this is what I need.

I had forgotten I had this meal plan in my files. I am sorry I did not do it while I was off work.

Stil, I just weighed in at the doctor's office. There has been a definite improvement so I would say it's been worth it.

My goal this month was to be down to 280, and I was only going higher. I am hoping that this diet once a month, plus switching to Whole Foods, will keep me on track.
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Mixed Messages

I heard from Peter after I sent him a message expressing my confusion. I invited him for my birthday. He came out for about 40 hours and then left. I have not heard from him since.

I told him that I was attracted to him and wanted a relationship. He flew out as a one-time visit because I have been so stressed and he felt sorry for me. While I am impressed that he spent $500 to fly across country and cheer me up, I'd rather not be an object of pity.

I hate it when I misjudge someone's character. One of the reasons I liked Peter was because I felt he was thoughtful and genuine. Clearly, this was not true.

What is the point?

George keeps poking me on Facebook, and yet he does not return phone calls. I wish he would stop trying to waste my time.
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Tranported

The bus that I take to work in the morning rarely has more than 9 people on it. Today was no exception, even with the homeless passenger that the driver let on.

Why was it, with a nearly-empty bus, the crazy and stinky homeless man came to sit right behind me?

To his credit, the bus driver - eventually - yelled at the guy to move up front (where there was no one sitting) or get off the bus.
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On the Down Low

I take the train work. At the stop just before my station, there is a message that flashes by. It's an automated screen with a blue background and dark text.

We go by much too fast for me to read it; the only way it would be visible was if the train were not in motion. Since, it's between stops, I am pretty sure it's supposed to be subliminal advertising.

Since I discovered the existence of the ad, I make sure to keep my nose buried in a book so that I miss the message.

Making Updates

I seem to have acquired the ancient Chinese curse of having an interesting life so it's galling that there are not more updates.

I think the primary problem is that this is an anonymous blog. I change names, but too many details would still mean that - if anyone I knew stumbled across this - it could be traced back to me.