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Which planet are you??

Men and women are more like Saturn and Uranus.  (Photo Credit:  nineplanets.org)

Men and women are more like Saturn and Uranus. (Photo Credit: nineplanets.org)

I have to know if any other woman’s mind works this way, or if I am just an odd duck. Men, feel free to chime in too, because I always love hearing the male perspective. I really don’t think men and women are that much different; but instead of Mars and Venus, more like Uranus and Saturn.  I will leave it up to you to decide which sex wears a sort-of halo, and which sex’s name sounds like an asshole, but let me tell you at any given moment either sex could be either one. But I digress, because I came here seeking advice, from you, my omniscient followers.

Last Saturday night I went dancing and met “Whatshisname”. I thought Whatshisname and I kind of hit it off, we talked, we laughed, we danced, he opened doors for me and shit. . .we even kissed before the night was over, and wow, just wow. Anyway, I thought it was a great night, I offered my number, he took it, and I really thought he would call. He hasn’t called, and it’s now Friday.

On the other hand, I have Booty Call, BC for short. BC hit me up last Friday night, but I didn’t want to wait up until he left the bar, so I went to bed. BC hit me up Saturday night, but I was busy dancing with Whatshisname. BC hit me up again last night, but I was on my way to bed. (I get up very early because I commute to my job, and am usually in bed by 9 p.m.)

Here’s the deal, and I do this kind of shit all the time: I am waiting on Whatshisname to call. I know, I barely know the guy, but I think I would really like to get to know him better, so I am sort of avoiding BC. Don’t get me wrong, sex with BC is good, but he’s BC–there’s no affection, there’s no hand-holding, there’s no “you have the most beautiful eyes”, it’s just sex. Which sometimes is okay, but not while I am in a holding pattern. I keep telling myself it’s silly of me to sit around waiting, wanting Whatshisname to call, that I need to keep living my life, and that would include seeing/doing BC, but I couldn’t go there last night. I don’t know when I will be able to see BC, because I really want to see Whatshisname.

Why does it seem like I have given my heart away to Whatshisname already? I guess because I am a fool, a hopeless fool who wants something, and I don’t even know what that “something” is!! Does anyone else do this stupid shit, or is it just my dumb ass??

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