Can I handle this anymore?

Or should I even bother is probably the better question.

It's no secret that I LOVE men... plural.

But the holy trinity thing just hasn't been working out as well as it used to. PitaChips Le Deux broke it off with me a couple days ago. His on/off woman was back on and he really wanted to pursue something with her. Kinda sucks because he was my favorite blond.

The Author and I spent the entire day together on Sunday chillin in his apartment. Sometimes I felt he was distancing himself, other times he would get really close. I can't tell if he's just not that into me or what.

Prosthesis is superbusy, but I ran into him last night on my walk back from dinner. He's a cutie but I'm not sure I'm that into him.

I'm kinda at the crossroads, where I wonder what the heck I'm doing. I have a lot going on with medicine. I'm modeling next week for a benefit. My shopping blog is kinda starting to take off. These should all be great things.

But I can't get rid of my need to have multiple men in my life. I like that they're always there. The beauty of having 3 was that I wouldn't have to overwhelm just one with my desire to hang out often. But that's rarely been my problem since they've always wanted to hang out with me. I wonder if it's something about Denver, but I get the same compliments from men with less attention.

This will probably all pass, but I just wonder if I'm regressing or just refusing to try to be an adult.