My whiny blog continues.

I feel confident that I can throw this out there, seeing as no one reads my blog anyway.  Not that I'm blaming anyone for not reading any of my blogs, as they aren't updated very often, and are usually about things that I am disgusted with or other deviations in the realm of cynicism... but I digress.

So, there is a girl that I've liked for a very long time now.  I haven't felt it appropriate to tell this girl that I like her for a number of reasons, which I'll go into now:

1. She deserves someone taller, thinner, and more handsome than I
2. She needs someone that can provide for her, which I can't do.
3. She's 10 years younger than me, which is a pretty big deal in my book.
4. She's Christian, I am an atheist.  This always causes problems.
5. She has "the hots" for someone else.
6. I will not be the stone around her neck.

Now, I would have liked to have gotten to know this girl a bit more before making any rash decisions, but I can't help it, I like her all the same.

Hell, my friends even knew that I liked her, as I found out just over a month ago.   The problem is, I know she doesn't like me (who could blame her, eh?).  As I've stated before, my radar for knowing when a girl is or isn't interested doesn't work so well, and has also been warped by nearly 16 years of being alone.  But today... today I can take the hint.

I found out that Pittsburgh's "Cinema in the Park" was playing Sherlock Holmes starring Robert Downey Jr. and Jude Law tonight at Schenley Park in Oakland.  I sent her a text early (at 9:30 a.m.) because I knew she had the day off and I wanted to see if she'd want to go with me, for two reasons: 1) I hate going to places like that by myself, and 2) I wanted to spend some time with her without our friends hovering around us.  I waited until around 2:00 in the afternoon, and she still hadn't replied, so I sent another text: "I'll take that as a "no." It will probably rain anyway."

A little while later, I got my reply.

She had been doing housework, and missed the first text, but decided that she was going to stay in today.  I lost out to housework.  Obviously, this girl is not interested in me at all, and I sent her a text back to let her know that I understood, and that I wouldn't bother her anymore.  Of course, this means avoiding her (and the rest of my friends) for any future get-togethers.

It's okay, I've been alone for so long, I think that I might actually prefer it.

Ms. Arndt, if you're reading this, I want you to know that I'm moving on, I won't embarrass you with this anymore, and all I wish is that you find true happiness.