Thursday, October 19, 2006

Is It Ever OK to Lie?

I've been doing so much of it lately I can barely keep track of my tall tales. Oh not to you folks- I reserve this blog for the kind of truth you can only tell perfect strangers (and nosey friends) via cyberspace. If there's something I don't want you to know, I won't lie about it, I'll either be vague or just not bring it up at all.

Some of my recent whoppers? One guy I met thinks I'm a lawyer and that's why I can't date him- I'm too busy. Another thinks I'm a very in-demand event planner and am so busy planning Diddy's "White" party to date him. Another thinks I have to care for my elderly grandparents, and that's why he can't come over. Yet another thinks I share a three-family home with my mother and that's why HE can't come over.

All these little lies to keep me from having to spend time with anybody in particular.

Oh yeah...true love is right around the corner for me.

Right around the corner.

So is this kind of lying wrong? How about the lies I now have to tell Hoover and The Toothless Wonder so that I don't have to see them again- are they wrong, too? I was thinking something along the lines of, "My ex and I are getting back together to give this marriage thing another shot." Would that be wrong?

How about if I try to backtrack with Hoover and just be friends? He's anxious to pick up where we left off and I'm seriously running out of excuses to keep him at bay. But he'd be a cool friend to chill with, just not a boyfriend. Have I gone too far to go back? Now Toothless Wonder I don't EVER want to see again! That bastard tricked me into dating him when HE KNEW HE AIN'T HAD NO DAMN TOOTH so fuck him- I'm lying to hiss ass for real! But Hoover...before the whole kissing/hickey mishap, he was cool people. How do I lose the kisser and keep the friend?

This is what I get for trying to be a playa-playa- I'm not cut out for this shit. I'm going back to staying home, reading my books and magazines and watching movies- nice, safe indoor sports.

*smooches...from the safety of my apartment...*
she crawls out on a limb
and begins to build her home
and it's enough just to look around
and know that she's not alone