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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Monday, May 02, 2005
Almost But Not Quite
So last night I came home, a little tipsy but definitely not drunk. I sat on my couch and just kind of stared into space...then my phone rang. It was Todd. I thought about not answering it, I thought about screaming "Asshole" into the phone...I simply picked it up and said, "Hi Todd."

He was drunk and I was a little drunk so our conversation was a little bit labored. He tried to explain about the girl...that it wasn't the girlfriend and that he had meant to call and blah, blah, blah. I wasn't buying it. He wanted to come over and explain to me...I almost bought that. I almost (definitely) wanted him to come over, we both knew what that would've meant. I would've been naked once again with him and it wouldn't be his fault at all this time. I wouldn't be able to blame him for anything because I totally understand the situation now. So I said no. And I was sad. And I was happy. And I wanted that cop to call me and tell me that he was coming over...but I was glad that he didn't because then maybe he doesn't think I'm a total ho-cake.

So for once, I did as I said I would do. I'm not promising I won't crumble next time--but be proud of me for now.
posted by Melina at 2:07 PM