One Way or Another

As sung by Blondie

One way or another, I'm gonna find ya'
I'm gonna get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna win ya'
I'm gonna get ya', get ya' ,get ya', get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna see ya'
I'm gonna meet ya', meet ya', meet ya', meet ya'
One day maybe next week, I'm gonna meet ya'
I'm gonna meet ya', I'll meet ya'

I will drive past your house and if the lights are all down
I'll see who's around
One way or another, I'm gonna find ya'
I'm gonna get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna win ya'
I'll get ya', I'll get ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna see ya'
I'm gonna meet ya', meet ya', meet ya', meet ya'
One day maybe next week ,I'm gonna meet ya'
I'll meet ya' ah

And if the lights are all out I'll follow your bus downtown
See who's hangin' out
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna give you the slip
A slip of the lip or another I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna trick ya', I'll trick ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna trick ya', trick ya', trick ya', trick ya'
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya'

I'm gonna give you the slip
I'll walk down the mall, stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call
Lead you to the supermarket checkout, some specials and rat food
Get lost in the crowd
One way or another I'm gonna get ya'
I'll get ya'
I'll get ya', get ya', get ya', get ya'
Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call


I have no idea why this song popped into my head. But I think it has something to do with my neighbor, Steve, who suddenly finds himself without a girlfriend and he's trying to convince me that we would go well together.

Red flags keep going up and sirens go off in my head. When I listened to his drunkalog it seemed to me that he had almost the same MO as my ex. Steve's been in rehab but he doesn't seem to think he should have to give up drinking beer. He says he stays off of the hard stuff because it made him mean. He doesn't have his driver's license any more because of too many DUIs.

I've heard him say that he will have to find a full time job because minus his live in girl friend's salary he won't be able to make it. Heck, I'm living on unemployment. I sure hope he isn't angling himself at me so that I can take care of him. I'm not in that business any more.

He also seems to know my every move- what my schedule or routine is- and it gives me the creeps. I don't mind being a friend but I am a little more than leary about him becoming a permanent fixture in my life.

Everything feels so forced. What I want is something that flows. Something along the lines of the relationship I had with Mac. And yet I want someone more solid than Mac. Linda used to say I had two loves- Mac and Mike. It's true. I think I did. Mac was warm and loving until the cravings set in. Mike was- more like me. I wanted to get to know him better (Linda says I want to slurp him up and down. Yes, I think he's slurpilicious.) but I never could really figure out what he wanted. I really think he's more bisexual than he is gay. I don't know. I gave up trying to figure it out. It was keeping me off balance. I fought my feelings too much and had to fade out. Besides, Linda is right. If I'm reaching out first all the time, then there was no friendship. The ball is still in his court.

My vehicle is in the shop again. Gibsons came and got it because I was over my credit with them. I get it back when I've paid up most of it. I'm cashing in my last 401K to get it back and catch up on some things. I'm rolling my teacher into a new account. This should buy me a little time. If I don't get a job before my unemployment runs out I will be forced to move in with Linda, as I have no other place to go.