Dig that Hole Deeper, Melina!
So as I was just thinking that I should probably post one last time before I get my shower my phone rings and I see that it's not a number that I recognize...uh oh, could it be? Yes, I gave my number out on Friday. If you haven't read previous posts, long story short--on Friday I decided to rid my local bar of all it's supply of Canadian beer...in short, I was more drunk than I was I think on my 21st birthday--and for no apparent reason either. It was Friday and I decided to go three sheets to the wind.
Well R was kind enough to ask me if I remembered who he was and I admitted that I wasn't exactly sure...so I whipped out the digital camera as he described himself. He is an affable gentleman, with a wispy blond hair (possibly a mullet? not sure because he was wearing a hat). Anyway, R was incredibly nice and would like to hang out and in fact asked me to come hang out at the local bar where I caused my Friday night scene. I opted out of that one, but...he asked if he could call me after the holidays and I acquiesed--thinking I made my bed, now lie in it (not literally!! I can't possibly do that to myself). So I'm wondering, will I blow him off or will I speak with him again? I will probably chat with him some more and be nice to him, since I will be seeing him at my favorite hole in the wall...but I don't want to lead him on. R and I- possible best friends in the future perhaps??
This leads me into another tale of man woe...when it rains it pours obviously. My comfort levels are sinking to a dangerous low. M, my ex 22 year old ( a couple years my junior) sent me a text message asking me if I was awake at 12:30. Unfortunately I have to go to bed pretty early because I wake up at the crack of dawn so his message woke me up. Discombobulated (sp?/is that a word?) I got up thinking it was my alarm and started getting ready for work! When I finally realized that it was only 12:30 I went back to bed...but it makes me what evil is lurking in that heart of man? Only kidding, he's a great person and tons and tons of fun but I'm not in the mood to do the whole, "I want to get back together" which in M-speak is, "I want to have sex with you." His M-speak would be fine if he would just come out and say it, I probably would've complied (especially with the mood I'm in now). I like men with integrity. Say what you mean and expect to get slapped, but don't lie to avoid it.
Well R was kind enough to ask me if I remembered who he was and I admitted that I wasn't exactly sure...so I whipped out the digital camera as he described himself. He is an affable gentleman, with a wispy blond hair (possibly a mullet? not sure because he was wearing a hat). Anyway, R was incredibly nice and would like to hang out and in fact asked me to come hang out at the local bar where I caused my Friday night scene. I opted out of that one, but...he asked if he could call me after the holidays and I acquiesed--thinking I made my bed, now lie in it (not literally!! I can't possibly do that to myself). So I'm wondering, will I blow him off or will I speak with him again? I will probably chat with him some more and be nice to him, since I will be seeing him at my favorite hole in the wall...but I don't want to lead him on. R and I- possible best friends in the future perhaps??
This leads me into another tale of man woe...when it rains it pours obviously. My comfort levels are sinking to a dangerous low. M, my ex 22 year old ( a couple years my junior) sent me a text message asking me if I was awake at 12:30. Unfortunately I have to go to bed pretty early because I wake up at the crack of dawn so his message woke me up. Discombobulated (sp?/is that a word?) I got up thinking it was my alarm and started getting ready for work! When I finally realized that it was only 12:30 I went back to bed...but it makes me what evil is lurking in that heart of man? Only kidding, he's a great person and tons and tons of fun but I'm not in the mood to do the whole, "I want to get back together" which in M-speak is, "I want to have sex with you." His M-speak would be fine if he would just come out and say it, I probably would've complied (especially with the mood I'm in now). I like men with integrity. Say what you mean and expect to get slapped, but don't lie to avoid it.
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