HALP. How do you avoid a very, very nice guy?

HALP. How does one avoid a very, very nice guy?

See, I usually go for these shy types who don't know how to pursue women.

That puts all the work on me. If I don't feel like pursuing them, I am not pursued.

But I met this great guy up at retreat. He's a friend of a friend, at the same level (approximately) of Buddhist practice I am (not that it matters, but it means he's serious about it).

We clicked. Talked for hours one night (time I couldn't afford out of the retreat and I had to do some serious make-up work).

I'm just ... I don't want a relationship right now. I did a couple of boyfriends post-WG and I'm not into it at the moment. For a lot of reasons, one of them being that I'm just too fucking busy.

But he's Not!ShyTM. He's following up on conversations. Talking to my mom when he has a chance. Coming over to say hello at Buddhist events. Dropping me an email. Doing all the smart things GuysWhoAreInterested who are GoodAtRelationships and know how to SuccessfullyPursueAWoman do.

I'm not used to this. In fact, I've never encountered this before in my life.

What does one do?


ETA: Fandom, I'm still here. Just orbiting at a very great distance.

ETA2: Aack! He knows HowToStartConversations! That are NotAwkward! About ThingsShe'sInterestedIn that SheMentioned so that it's AlmostImpossibleNotToAnswer. Good lord. Social skills! What does one do?

A moment of awesome: Ani fanfic writer.

So I was up at retreat talking to a VIP senior ani* about Tibetan language.

She mentions playing video games.

I mention Harry Potter, which mom noticed on her Facebook page she liked.

I mention fic.

Oh? She asks if I read it.

I say heck, read it? I write it.

Turns out she writes Harry Potter fic. Gen. Evil!Harry. And another ani I know is her beta.

She staggered away in shock that we had this in common. (I emailed her First Signs of Magic: Hermione Granger. On the SugarQuill. Because I know who not to send to a non-con dark Ron/Draco slashfic like Beg Me For It.)

This moment of awesome is brought to you by the pervasiveness of Fandom.



* Ani = Tibetan Buddhist nun. Technically, the word means "auntie."

The car I, thank god, never bought.

I hate to admit to being a snow bunny. I've never been a girly girl. I can use a hammer, change a tire, hang drywall, strip wallpaper, and do all kinds of non-girly things. Home Depot is my second home. I took auto mechanics in school.

But I always left the car research up to my Ex, WG. We were together a little over twelve years. Before that, my stepdad picked out my cars. And my most recent car was found for me by my mechanic.

I've been spoiled.

Well.

I've just been spit out the other side of a potentially bad car deal, saved thanks to my very protective credit union, MAFCU.

This is my fault.

With grad school looming I wanted to get a car, quick. ( Wherein Icarus is a sucker. )

Colophon: a week later, he texted me to see if he could buy my 2002 totaled Honda Civic. No kidding!

Kitty likes practice.

My cat is chiding me, and leading me to my little prayer room, giving me a sloe-eyed reproving look.

It's not that late! I can still get my practice and meditation and stuff done tonight.

*sigh*

Bossy cats....