life is complicated right now

I've gone back and forth on blogging this for awhile now, but what the hell? If nothing else, it might help get some of it off my chest.

See, there's this guy I've been talking to lately. His name's John. I met him online a few months ago. We emailed each other a little bit, then just recently, we started talking on AIM. And, for lack of a better way of putting it, we get along really, really well. Those of you that talk to me on instant messenger probably know that long conversations with me usually don't happen on that particular medium. Occasionally, yes. Not often.

Well, John and I have talked every night for the last week, usually averaging about 5-8 hours per chat. Like, constant chat. Not one of those talk-for-a-little-while, do-other-stuff, then-talk-some-more kind of things.

Suffice it to say, I really like him. We both think that whatever it is we have has a lot of potential to be something more. Which brings me to my first hurdle...

He's been living in Midway. That's about an hour away from here. All things considered, that's not such a huge hurdle. Problem is, my car's still not fixed yet. The muffler's still falling off and something's really, really wrong with the front left tire. I don't want to risk driving out of town in case the wheel falls off and I end up stranded. Yes, it's that bad.

Hurdle number two: He doesn't have a license. I'd have to do the driving, which really isn't a problem after my car's fixed. But until it's fixed, we're pretty much stuck in limbo.

Then, massive hurdle number three, all hell broke loose today on his end. I'll spare you all the details, but let's say that the asshole they (John, his sister, and his mom) were staying with kicked them out for no really good reason. So now they literally have nowhere to stay for the time being.

Among their options, one of them is moving to a place near Punxsutawney (you know, Ground Hog Day?), which is about two hours away. FML.

However, as bummed out as that makes me, I still wanna try it. When I say I really like this guy, I mean it. A whole lot. Plus, there is a little good that's come out of all this. When I got home from work, he'd left me messages on AIM to tell me what had happened. Not long after that, he called. That phone call made me really happy, even considering the circumstances.

Not cool that our first phone conversation came with a disaster, but cool that our first phone conversation did indeed come.

So I'm bummed out, concerned, and giddy happy all in one. It's a very uncomfortable sort of feeling.

But yeah, that's where I'm at right now. Still not sure I want to post all this, but whatever. Post!