SO much has happened since I last wrote, but at the same time.. nothing has really happened.
The big deal is that I got a NEW(er) car. I got a 2002 Mazda Protege 5 and I LOVE it. It is a big step up from my old car. I do hate the idea of having a car payment and higher insurance premiums, but I will certainly live.
The date I was excited about never happened. The good news was since I didn't really expect to have a date with the guy in the first place, I can't really bitch too much. Then a week or so later, I got asked on another date that has yet to materialize and probably will not do so, BUT I'm not really worried about that one either because it's someone who is going to be leaving town at the end of the month anyways.
So BASICALLY I hate boys, it's the usual stuff to bitch about. The interesting thing here is that I am a bit stuck on a boy who, for all intents and purposes I should not waste my time on. I met this guy I guess probably three or four weekends ago.. he moved here only recently and I had seen him around a couple of times.. definitely noticed him, but hadn't talked to him until a fateful Saturday at Play (through the magic of intoxication!) somehow we ended up talking after we had been smiling at each other all night. Long story short, there was some kissing and then all of a sudden he told me he just started seeing someone and he couldn't do that to them. So, that was fine, we parted ways. A friend told me later that this is one of the first guys I guess he has ever dated, so I figured I'd let the subject drop.
However, that's not the end of the story. I saw him out later the next week the night I got my car, but we didn't really speak.. Friday of that week was a different story, however.. I ran into him again and we struck up a conversation and he told me that he wished that he had met me first (as in before the guy he's with), and blah blah, so we stood there for a while and ended up dancing all up on each other and towards the end of the evening he asked what my plans were for after I left the club. I told him that I had to drive my roommates home and had no real plans; he asked me to wait for him outside (keep in mind I was wearing short sleeves and no coat because I don't usually carry a coat in because it's a pain to check it blah blah ANYWAYS) and so I did.. for probably 5 or 10 minutes. When he finally came outside, all I got was "Look, I don't mean to be an asshole, but I can't do this" and he walked away.
So again I was pretty much over it, because he may be nice, and I understand that he's in a weird situation or whatever, but that's no excuse for leading me on twice now knowing that's not something he wants to do. And, yes, I do realize that I could have probably avoided the situation, but..
Anyhow, the following night all my friends pretty much told me I could do better, and we avoided each other. This past weekend, I was fully intending on continuing the evasion strategy-after all, it seemed to be successful so far. However, we somehow ended up talking to each other and it wasn't awkward and there was no makeout-action.. and it was remarkably low-key and fine.. we walked out together and he gave me a quick kiss on the lips. I was like.. "lkfjasd;lfkjasdlf;jasdlf??!?!??!" So, I was talking to a friend who is working with him where he has recently taken a second job, and the friend said he doesn't think the guy has a boyfriend. So I'm utterly puzzled and well aware I am probably better off not worrying about him but who knows what will happen next.
Okay, so that was a big chunk of something that in reality has taken up probably 2 hours of the past month yet somehow seems important. Maybe it is. Hell.
In other news, work is fine. It's work. I had last Friday off and I have this Friday off. I need to make an eye doctor appointment sometime soon to get snazzy glasses (which is what I was GOING to do last Friday, but I'm lazy.)
Oh, I moved to a different part of town.. I like it. It's a lot more quiet and laid-back..
Hope that you have all been doing well