Ha!

Life is funny, eventually.
Do you know how you get kind of obsessed with thoughts about one person, thinking about him or her all day, making up picture perfect little phantasies in your head that have an appeal of a 50s movie with the perfect happy ending? You happily indulge into that idea so far off reality. And all of a sudden you phone rings and it's not the hero of late, but someone you have known a while and liked and maybe had a similar kind of obsession with a while ago? That's what happend to me yesterday.
It was a pretty good day in general, the real news being that I got my visa for Canada (and it says a lot about me, that I only tell this to illustrate that other, rather insignificant story..) and Birger did too and we were happy. Of course the mail came when he was at work and of course I was home because I only work nights so I found mine first. I called him and he made me break into his mailbox. Twice. Anyway. That was good. Good too, that I finally got my new simcard and now could start my new cellphone. I don't feel quite so left out anymore. It's pretty bad how much I got to depend on that thingy. And again funny, that Christoph decided to call just the first night I was "back on the telephone track". We met after work, which was pretty late of course and we talked for a few hours. It was nice. Reason I like him is: he's really smart. Booksmart, he's read a million books and love to talk about them. Absolutely nothing phisical happend. Which is kind of new and made me wonder why. We have kissed and had sex on some occasions before I must admit, never leading anywhere. Certainly not to latenight talks about books. He probably realised too, that sex isn't necessarily a good start to things. If you are seriously interested in building a relationship you got to keep the order. (Yes I know, there are a very few exeptions to that rule. But we know from trying that they do not apply here.)
Now of course I do not exactly know that he's more serious this time. It just feels like it. I have a faint notion that we might be getting a problem there at some time in the near future. Because I can't really imagine dating him in more serious way. And I kind of wonder what my friend Andrea would say, since she's got this not so mild anymore crush on him...
And I haven't all forgotten about my personal obsession with the bartender boy. Which of course leads to absolutely nowhere. Human relationships are all too complicated for me...