Confessions...

Alright I had an enlightening conversation with my "boyfriend" the other night and I am not sure if I really needed that much enlightening...We were talking about the general subject of being single and "hooking up." Okay for the most part, it is under general consensus that men are the dogs and the women are the toys that they play with. Or at least that's how the majority of the single population thinks. But there are always exceptions to the rules....that's where my role in the convo comes in. We were talking about an outing we had where I ran into a random guy that I had hooked up with a while before. The irony with that was that I ran into him about 100 miles away from the original scene of the crime and I would never thought our paths would ever cross again locally let alone outside of the local area. On top of all that, I had used an AKA with him. Nothing like that situation to come back to bite you in the ass. Now I remembered that part of our outing but my "boyfriend" started telling me about another guy that I obviously got really friendly with at the same bar. Now I am thinking that we are still talking about the same guy but I didn't remember being friendly with him. I just remembered trying to avoid him like the plague. No, my "boyfriend" proceeds to describe another guy. I mean he really is giving me a lot of details about the guy and the situation and I am still scratching my head. Then a slight memory finally comes into my head. Then mortification! I mean I totally forgot about this guy. Wow, this did not happen years ago either. This happened a little over 6 months ago. So now I am thinking how many other guys have I forgotten about? I mean I have been known to forget names (very common) and maybe put a label on them like; Bartender guy, Random tourist guy....you get the picture. I have even introduced a guy to my friends the next day by a totally different name. At least he did have a good sense of humor! Now my dilemma is...is my "looseness and forgetfulness" part of who I really am and it just comes out with the aid of alcohol? You know the whole truth serum philosophy that comes out of a bottle.
Or was/is it just a phase? Maybe I am just proverbially beating myself up about it. I know I am a good person for the most part. I guess I just need to find someone that can settle me down and that I can still remember their name! So for the men out there that I have forgotten your name, face, and even bluntly given you false identity.....I am sorry and I promise I will work on my memory skills. To hopefully more memorable good times ; )

Love and Kisses,
Rosebud