Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Dibs update
So Dibs was totally flattered by the Notification and he thought it was neat. I did friend him on Flickr after my last post, but I just got his friend request on Facebook a minute ago. I am excited. He searched me out. Now let's see what happens :D
Dear Dibs
I acted completely unlike myself this weekend, and you know what, I’m not going to worry about it. I’ve asked my questions to people who might have seen, and I’m just going to let it go now. If something happens, cool. If not, cool. I’m just going to continue to be me and flourish and grow and keep moving forward.
I had formed a new set crush. I had called dibs on him a few weeks prior to actually meeting him because I knew there might have been competition. That doesn’t mean we weren’t giggling over him in the production office in between set ups. Of course we were. And silly comments behind his back with giggles stifled.
It was different with Dibs* than with Samson; similar in some aspects, but very different in others. I admire both of their work, but in different ways. They blow me away by what they do on set. With Samson, I got to spend a lot more time with him and was more girlish about how I approached my crush for him.
I’ve changed from that girl of summer 2009. That girl was too intense for her own good. Always seeking out Samson and being obvious.
Winter 2010 I thought I was more calm and collected about it. I told some of the other crew members and most of the girls on set knew, but it was not as widely known as the whole Samson incident. I wasn’t so “OMG WHAT DO I DO????” about it. I just let it happen. With Dibs we talked when it was convenient. I didn’t bother him when he was working or overly flirt with him. I had conversations when it was right. We talked about photography most of the time. He was always the one to initiate hugs; real ones at that.
I did something I haven’t ever done before: I gave Dibs a “Notification of Attraction” card I got from my Procedural Dating Kit that I got as a joke in NYC. It was the first time I’d ever used it. I hope he was flattered, because that’s what I meant. My cousin, who was there when I bought the kit, wanted to know if I’d ever use it. I’ll have to call her tonight.
I told Sloany today about what happened and he was impressed with it – that I actually put myself out there. He said he was proud of me, and that made me think: I really have grown. I’m not the same girl I was when I was blundering in the mess that was Samson. I’ve matured and how I pursue relationships has matured. So even if Dibs never knows, I thank him.
With all that said and done, I want to say something to Dibs:
Dear Dibs,
You were the first person to ever receive one of those Notifications from me. It was from a joke book, but that doesn’t mean that it isn’t meant to be flattering. It’s a little stained blue around the edges and probably creased a bit because I was carrying around in my pocket and bra during the day. There’s also the matter of all these girls liking you on set. I’m sure many of them thought you were cute and attractive. The ones I talked to thought you were super sexy, but interested in you beyond that not so much. Not that that should make you feel like a piece meat, unless you like to feel like a piece of meat. I know you know I was into you. And I like that you didn’t shy away from me like most guys, but that also makes you harder to read. So I’m going to stop trying to analyze anything and just let whatever happens happen. I hope that we can be good friends because I really like working with you. You have an amazing work style on set and your photography is amazing. I’m going to friend you on Flickr, because I said I would. But if you want to extend our friendship, you have to find me on Facebook yourself. My phone number is there too.
With all my fondest wishes,
I had formed a new set crush. I had called dibs on him a few weeks prior to actually meeting him because I knew there might have been competition. That doesn’t mean we weren’t giggling over him in the production office in between set ups. Of course we were. And silly comments behind his back with giggles stifled.
It was different with Dibs* than with Samson; similar in some aspects, but very different in others. I admire both of their work, but in different ways. They blow me away by what they do on set. With Samson, I got to spend a lot more time with him and was more girlish about how I approached my crush for him.
I’ve changed from that girl of summer 2009. That girl was too intense for her own good. Always seeking out Samson and being obvious.
Winter 2010 I thought I was more calm and collected about it. I told some of the other crew members and most of the girls on set knew, but it was not as widely known as the whole Samson incident. I wasn’t so “OMG WHAT DO I DO????” about it. I just let it happen. With Dibs we talked when it was convenient. I didn’t bother him when he was working or overly flirt with him. I had conversations when it was right. We talked about photography most of the time. He was always the one to initiate hugs; real ones at that.
I did something I haven’t ever done before: I gave Dibs a “Notification of Attraction” card I got from my Procedural Dating Kit that I got as a joke in NYC. It was the first time I’d ever used it. I hope he was flattered, because that’s what I meant. My cousin, who was there when I bought the kit, wanted to know if I’d ever use it. I’ll have to call her tonight.
I told Sloany today about what happened and he was impressed with it – that I actually put myself out there. He said he was proud of me, and that made me think: I really have grown. I’m not the same girl I was when I was blundering in the mess that was Samson. I’ve matured and how I pursue relationships has matured. So even if Dibs never knows, I thank him.
With all that said and done, I want to say something to Dibs:
Dear Dibs,
You were the first person to ever receive one of those Notifications from me. It was from a joke book, but that doesn’t mean that it isn’t meant to be flattering. It’s a little stained blue around the edges and probably creased a bit because I was carrying around in my pocket and bra during the day. There’s also the matter of all these girls liking you on set. I’m sure many of them thought you were cute and attractive. The ones I talked to thought you were super sexy, but interested in you beyond that not so much. Not that that should make you feel like a piece meat, unless you like to feel like a piece of meat. I know you know I was into you. And I like that you didn’t shy away from me like most guys, but that also makes you harder to read. So I’m going to stop trying to analyze anything and just let whatever happens happen. I hope that we can be good friends because I really like working with you. You have an amazing work style on set and your photography is amazing. I’m going to friend you on Flickr, because I said I would. But if you want to extend our friendship, you have to find me on Facebook yourself. My phone number is there too.
With all my fondest wishes,
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