This is blog of a woman who didn't know what she wanted and so chased after dreams and men in search of the answers...drunken hilarity ensued. Then one day she met a man who was everything she wanted, but he wasn't so sure. Then she did the unthinkable; after they broke up she gave him this blog address and she let him into her mind as well as her heart. Unbelievably, even after sorting through the sordid archives of failed relationships, one night stands and her lusty (and embarassing) pursuit to secure the heart of a certain young line cook, John somehow managed to fall in love with her too. Melina and John were married a little over six months after they started dating, running away to Las Vegas to seal the deal. You can imagine what the over/under bet was to see if they'd even make it a year!! Over a year later and they are still going strong...this blog has become their story. Need to tell me something? Email me at Melinalovesjohnny at gmail dot com
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Wednesday, December 29, 2004
The Sweetest Part of the Deal
The best part about leaving the love letter is that I'm going back to the very same bar tonight. This is for several reasons, one, I'm a glutton for punishment. Two, I secretly (or not so) hoping that Drk will be flattered by the gibberish/my heart on the back of bar bill. He should just love me simply for the sheer fact that it would be a great story to tell our children, grandchildren, send in to Reader's Digest etc. But alas, like Harley said, "Fuck Drk" and to that I say, "I've been trying-hard!" There are probably more reasons but those I'm not going to go into because I think I probably should be lying on a psychiatrist's couch right about now.

PS. Apparently, I got really friendly with one of the guys that came back to hang out with Cr and I. I slipped away to go to bed...and mope and pass out, because I'm not lying- I consumed more alcohol than I think is humanly possible. The next thing I know, I wake up and Cr told me that one of the gents came up to my bedroom and made out with me and according to her, I was responding in a favorable way (she walked in). I hope it was fun for him because I'm sure I was a zombie! I should feel violated but since it didn't go any further I don't really care...and it was a compensation kisses from drk, but plenty from some sleezy guy. It's not fair.
posted by Melina at 12:24 PM