Well this is just a post to say that I've once joined the land of the single. Tiff broke up w/ me last night. Though I am not ready to write about the details of why, I just thought everyone should know about it.

Time to enter a new phase of my life w/o her. I say this only because I really don't know if we'll get back together or not, but I will start preparing for the worst.

Take care...

EDIT:
So I wrote about some of this in my Xanga, but still didn't really go into detail to why.

The reason Tiff broke up w/ me was because ever since we broke up and got back together the first time she had been feeling kind of weird about our relationship. Things didn't feel totally natural. Reason being was because we set some ground rules when we got back together especially where I needed a little bit of space so that I could have some time to myself. In turn, this left Tiff in a state of "how much is enough" type of situation, where she didn't know if she was crowding me or not, therefore she was scared to call, hang out, stay at my place, etc. Unfortunately this is something that I really couldn't fix unless somehow I put measurements on how much I hang out with someone, which would be ridiculous in a relationship. The unfortunate part of it all was that I thought our relationship was fine. I was really happy w/ the way it was going therefore when she told me that we were breaking up, I was left it total shock.

Another small reason was that the distance was getting to her. I think she wanted to have me around a little bit more then what I could provide. This is quite unfortunate because this is another situation I really couldn't fix. I wasn't ready to give up my job at IBM just so I could live in SLO for a couple years.

So now I am left here alone again and single. I haven't been for a year and a half and some say this could be a good thing. This is my first time truly being single ever since I got back to San Jose. I didn't realize this until Brendan said it to me yesterday. If you read my Xanga, I think I will just take this time to evaluate my life and see what I've accomplished so far.

Well here's to a new journey in life...can't wait to see most of you this weekend. Thanks for helping me move =)

What kind of world do we live in when Superman, Man of Steel, dies at the age of 52? I'll tell you...a pitiful, pitiful world. That is why you don't ride horses. Relationships don't work out and you become paralyzed from the neck down. Christopher Reeve, may you have much luck in the big phone booth in the sky. Do they allow wheelchairs in phone booths?