I think perhaps that my unrealistic expectations of men stem from my deeply founded love of Jordan Catalano. For those of you who don't obsess over short-lived 90s TV shows, Jordan was the love interest of one Miss Angela Chase on My So-Called Life. One of the greatest TV shows. EVER. (Ok, it was hardly quality programming, but I friggen love it.)
Jordan was the too-cool for school badass grunge rocker (played by Jared Leto) with his perfectly imperfect messy hair, bad attitude and a locker-lean that could melt your heart...
sigh...
Anyway, so it is this obsession that has lead me to multiple crushes and boyfriends. And they're all the same. They don't "make plans" and they don't tell me anything (except for whatever it is I want to hear) and yet I keep going back. Because I just can't stay away.
I keep thinking that they'll change, or make plans with me, or call, or maybe, just maybe write me a letter... or maybe one from hell...
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