How many can fit in a bench truck/Helllo Zeke.- Dec 16 2011 I usually am on Plentyoffish.com when I'm traveling. I guess I hope I might meet a guy that doesn't drive me completely insane. So far I haven't met anyone “normal.” Anyway, I got an email from a guy named Zeke and I responded (because I always do...maybe I'm a glutton for punishment?). Zeke seemed normal enough and I confessed that was moving in about a month. He was being deployed to Afghanistan. I didn't find him to be all that attractive based off his pictures but I felt bad because a.) he was being deployed. b.) he was only in town for some training and knew one other guy and c.) he was being deployed directly from Yuma. Zeke is a Army guy and stationed in Alaska. He's a paratrooper and also trains military dogs and is originally from Oregon. I exchanged numbers with him and we began texting. Just before Christmas, Veronica decided to have a Mexican Christmas feast. Edmond cooked some carne asada meat and Lacy, Lily, Veronica, Edmond and I pigged out. We sipped a few margaritas and got ready to head out to the bar. Somehow, we decided riding five people to one bench seat truck was a great idea and piled in. At some point we stopped at a light and Edmond started making gestures at the car next to us (you know only guy with four girls). Veronica and I told him about the tinted windows and Edmond said he can still see out of them. We reiterated that WE HAD TINTED WINDOWS. Edmond finally knocked it off and quit. We arrived at Mineshaft and I invited Zeke to meet us. I informed the girls. We were all fairly buzzed, except Edmond who was completely inebriated. Lacy decided to take Eddie on the dance floor to sober up. Edmond went grudgingly complaining that he wanted another drink. Lacy was able to distract him for a bit but he finally made his way to the bar and ordered a Jagermeister and vodka. The bartender refused to make such a disgusting drink. Lacy told her to make a Jagermeister and red bull and quickly snatched the drink away from Edmond telling him she wanted a sip. He finally was corralled to the table and we all guzzled the drink down so he only got a small sip. I finally received a text from Zeke saying that he was at the bar at Mineshaft. I told the girls and Veronica proceeded to yell “ZZZZZZEEEEEKKKKKKEEEEE!” Several times. Loudly. Zeke located us without any problems (Thanks Veronica). Edmond immediately swooped in on Zeke and began to tell him how he should come stand between Roma and me and exactly how he could “pick” us up. Lacy and the other girls decided to get Edmond back on the dance floor. I complimented Zeke for not punching Edmond in the face and we talked. The girls had to apologize to just about every person on the dance floor for Edmond because he managed to bump them all at one point or another. The girls would occasionally come over to check on me and I kept telling them that I was not on a date and that Zeke was just looking for friends in the area. I guess I wasn't convincing (even though it was the case). Veronica even threatened to kick Zeke's ass if he took me. Eventually the girls were exhausted from Edmond and we all decided to leave around 1am. Zeke offered to give someone a ride but considering we were all going to the same place and he was heading the opposite way, we declined. Plus we had way too much fun before. I said good bye to Zeke and climbed in the truck. This time Veronica was halfway on my lap and halfway on Edmond's lap. We had laughs on the ride home and as we pulled into Veronica's driveway, Edmond opened the door and both Edmond and Veronica fell out. I was in shock. I then laughed. It all occurred in slow motion, Veronica started fall and took Edmond with her. While they were on the ground, Lacy was the only one composed enough to inquiry if they were okay. Veronica's response was “of course not.” It was hilarious and Lily, Veroica and I would talk about this moment for weeks to come.  

Energy....

The funny thing about energy

I have always been pretty intuitive. Strange gut feeling about people were not uncommon for as long as I could remember. I used to talk myself out of following my guy only to be screwed over by several people, leaving me to feel like I should have known better. Eventually, I did learn my lesson, slowly and without many heartbreaks along the way. It wasn't until I was in grad school that I learned about the concept of energy and people. I was interning at a place that focused on myofacial release and energy healing. Initially, upon meeting my supervisor I thought he was a crackpot. He talked about strange things and about how he could see energy. Slowly, after working with him, I realized that he wasn't shitting me. He could do things that I still cannot explain to this day: make people scratch their noses, pinpoint a triggerpoint on the body by hovering his palm 6 inches above the person, tell me things about myself that I did not hint or express. It was crazy. He used to tell me that I was sensitive to energy and through working there that I learned my “gut” feelings were a little more complex than what I first thought. It explained why I didn't like certain cities from the second I set foot off the plane. Anyway, after reflection I was able to see how drawn I am to people based of their energy, especially the opposite sex. None of my exs look alike, none act alike and all the meaningful relationships I knew instantly that they would be a meaningful part of my life:

Now, I take you back to high school. My first real boyfriend occurred when I was 16. I remember clearly the first time I saw him: we were at school and in the main entry to our high school was the social area where we all gravitated before and after school. I was a freshman and 15 (I turned 15 the second week of freshman year) and met up with my best friend Kristin before school. We were chatting and then everything went into slow motion as KL walked into the building. It was straight out of one of those 80's movies where time kinda paused. He had strawberry blond hair, amazingly piercing blue eyes and I instantly fell for him. He was a senior, a football player and nothing like my type of guy. Eventually, Kristin and I would chat with him as he would pass us in the hallway. It broke my heart when I got a phone call from Kristin that she and him were now “talking”. Time went by, KL graduated and I no longer had the anticipation of seeing him around the halls. During the time Kristin and KL broke up and I had a falling out with Kristin that was not related to KL. I started hanging out with my childhood best friend Tiffany and her friend Amber. Amber lived near the school with her mother, whom was never home so we would throw parties. One night during my sophmore year, I was at the gas station near Amber's house and ran into KL. My heart stopped for a minute, I think. I had butterflies and had no idea what to do or say. Luckily, he stopped me and started the conversation and eventually decided to stop by the party for a bit. More time went by and I was at our local dance club for teenagers and I ran into him again. This time he invited me to come hang out with him and his friends so I quickly obliged and drove over to their friends house. After some time, I learned that KL was not just a dumb (but very good looking jock), he was intellectual and our relationship was more about intimacy and indepth conversations than it was physical. I mean we were physical but in an innocent way. He respected me and never pressured me in anyway, shape or form. Both of us enjoyed debating topics and never had one fight in the 7 months that we were together. Our energy connection was that of a intellectual one and worth every minute of it. It of course ended like most good things...young and dumb is the reason.

My second serious boyfriend I met when I 14. He was 3 years older than me and I stopped by his house with some friends. I was an idiot that day and took several caffeine pills because someone told me not to which is a horrible idea I learned later. We arrived at TH's house and I laid eyes on the most gentle man I have ever met in my life. His energy was intoxicating to me and I knew that second that I wanted more from this man...then I went to puke in his weeds. Yep, great impression. Luckily TH didn't care about my mishap when we first met..we started seeing more of each other. We would hang out in his room writing secret messages on each others backs. I would almost always say “I can hear your heart beat” and he'd respond with “is it beating fast or slow?” We weren't dating... just best friends. I decided I'd take that over nothing. TH had never had a girlfriend so he was a bit weirded out by it all. I also didn't make it a secret that I was in love/lust (whatever you want to call it) with him either. At some point during our 5 year stint of being best friends, we both dated on other person... the relationships started and ended within a week of each other. We hadn't seen each other much in the 7 months because both of us had semi-jealous significant others. As soon as both of our relationships ended, we found ourselves at our friend's basement and after an awkward hello it was like time stood still. We fell right back into our usual pattern and by the end of the night we were curled up on the couch watching Titanic together. I cried, TH made fun of me for crying. Things carried on plutonicly until my senior formal. TH took me to dinner and I went to the formal with my girlfriend. We stayed for about an hour then I met up with TH again. He was already a little tipsy and finally put a move on me. We made out for a very long time. It was incredible and we started dating. This relationship only lasted a month, mostly it ended because of fear from both of us. We knew that we would have ended up married at a super young age and both of us had a lot of growing up to do. TH was never good with expressing how he was feeling so he wrote me the most beautiful and romantic email that contained some of the nicest things anyone has ever said/written me. I still have that email printed in my journal and cannot read it without tearing up. TH and I attempted to be best friends again but it was impossible so we stopped talking. It was easier since I was still in high school and he wasn't. A year went by and we reconnected on good ole' AIM instant messenger. We made plans to see the Ring together. It was weird cause so much had happened between us and a year of not talking or seeing each other and the second I saw him....every feeling I had for him flooded back to me. We said good bye at the end of the “date” and we both looked at each other knowing this would be the last time and it was the last time. He was the only guy I've ever loved and that instant energy attraction let me experience true love. It was incredible and I hope to find it again. TH is married now and seems to be happy from the bits and pieces I've picked up through mutual friends.

FL was the guy I lost my virginity to when I was 26. I was living in MO at the time and I had instant physical chemistry the second I laid eyes on him. I didn't particularly find him to be attractive, and he had an awful personality but my body wanted something entirely different. We met and chatted a few times and then the deed was done. I tried to carry on a booty call relationship with him and even told him that I didn't like him as a person and just basically wanted sex but apparently this weirded him out. He was 22 and I guess he just couldn't understand why I wasn't ga-ga eyed over him... Hey, the body wants what the body wants. KG was also a physical chemistry relationship that I had briefly. I saw him walk into a bar and immediately had to know who he was. He was okay looking and really awkward but I gave into the energy and let this relationship run it's course. KG became a bit clingy for my taste, considering we were not in an exclusive relationship or anything.

These instances of instant energy connections don't happen often and I've recently experienced the same type of energy connection that I had with TH. I was hanging out at a local bar and this guy walked up to me. As he was approaching I was overwhelmed with flashbacks to TH and was excited to feel alive again. Unfortunately, I don't think this person is going to turn into anything relationship-wise, as he lives in another state and travels often... Call me a masochist but I also can't resist seeing him anytime he is close just to get that amazing sense of positive, nerve tingling, butterflies in the stomach energy. I can't put into words the way I feel when he is around me but it's addicting and like any addiction, I can't resist getting my fix when it's available.