Oblivious

I like to think that I'm a fairly observant person. But it's amazing what can happen when you're not paying attention.

Remember that Easter brunch I mentioned in passing a couple posts ago? (See "As Easter Sunday Ends"). There was a guy there I never met before, who went to the same college as I did, and who recently moved to Miami from the Northeast. I really didn't give him a passing thought except as a pleasant addition to the alumni crew. Then a week later, he sent me an e-mail inviting me to brunch.

Now this guy didn't see me in my best "trying to be cute" act. I was being pretty much my loud, raucous self, complaining about guys who dicked me over, issuing catty comments about mutual acquaintances, looking a little bitter, a little crazy, and a little funny. And he asked me out anyway.

We went to brunch and had a great time. So much that we wandered around afterwards, did some shopping, laughed more and then called it a day after three hours. He said he would e-mail the next day, and lo and behold, he did.

We went to dinner on Wednesday night and then to a bar. Continued to have a great time. We've been e-mailing all week and Thursday, before he went out of town for the weekend, told me he would call this weekend. I didn't believe him. But this morning, he called .

Everything he does says he likes me but I just can't believe it. My new baseline position is that boys can't be trusted, especially the ones who are nice from the start. They are going to turn into assholes sooner or later. Or, if they stay "too nice", I'll probably dump them.

I'm warily optimistic on this one. I'm not letting myself get too attached ... yet. But if he keeps up this whole nice and attentive thing, I'll drop my guard. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that this doesn't turn out like everyone else. Your luck has to change at some point, right?