This thing is like tennis!
He’s in! He’s out! He’s in, he’s out. Either way he’s very confusing.
Saturday night the guy im’s me and we’re talking like nothing happened. This infuriates me. So I say something about Thursday and the dismal lack of interaction between us. It wasn’t a fight, it was a discussion. I would say “well I felt abandoned” and he’d say “well it looked like you came over just to hang out with Steph and the GBGF.” “I was mad.” “well I was mad too.” Basically we agreed the next time we hang out we’ll be more agressive in talking to each other even if the other person looks like they’re off doing their own thing. This would, in fact, be the first discussion of this sort that I’ve ever had with a guy ever. I think that’s interesting.
I made Steve a CD because I felt like it and it turned out pretty well, I told the guy I’d mail him something and I’m going to mail him a copy of the cd. It’s not a weird “I secretly love you” mix or anything so I think he’ll like it, and I won’t sit over here like “what’s he thinking what’s he doing what’s he saying about me me me me” because A.) that’s ridiculous and B.) I have better things to do. But I do like this one. He has staying power.
LJ was at a lecture that Shelley went to and she said he came off like a pompous asshole. And that he flirted with some girls there. This sucks to hear that he could be a jerk but I’m over it. He’s still LJ. I don’t want to be adult about him just yet.
Alright, gotta get ready for work. Ciao darlings.
