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I have this habit. I make a million commitments and can only follow through with about ten of them. I've been doing it all my life.
I'm still doing it, except I'm following through with most if not all of them now. It's strange. I'm working 5-6 days a week, sort of dating someone, catching up with old friends, going out, staying in, trying to repair my friendship with Gino, losing weight... I'm actually pretty proud that I haven't really let anyone down yet as far as plans go. I was even in excruciating pain at work one day and didn't try to go home.
Of course, doing all this leaves no time for... anything.
Okay so boy! His name is Rony, and he's super cute. He used to work at the pizza place across the street from my job. We had the hookup going on with that store (we brought chocolate, they gave pizza), and he was always adorable and flirtatious with me. Of course, he got my number after my 2nd or 3rd date with Gino. I was spending a lot of time in Gloucester, so Rony and I didn't even get to go on one date.
When I started back at Burdick again, Taylor told me he wasn't at the Harvard Sq store anymore, so I sent him a text as a shot in the dark. Now we hang out a couple to few times a week (which is a lot, given our schedules) and we make out a bunch. He's a huge sweetheart. He's moving to NYC in November and I don't expect much if anything to come of it... in the meantime, though, it's so nice to be treated right and have someone look at you like they're really excited and surprised to see you.
It's a fine line between sweet and flattering and raunchy and unsettling. Almost all of my guy friends have lept past raunchy and unsettling. It's awful. I don't feel like a person anymore when this happens.
Gino has actually been very good since I got super pissed and kept my distance. I'm glad he's starting to put an effort into our friendship rather than just behaving and speaking impulsively. I really hope he keeps it up.
Apparently it's later than I thought and I should go get ready. I am, however, still alive.
I'm still doing it, except I'm following through with most if not all of them now. It's strange. I'm working 5-6 days a week, sort of dating someone, catching up with old friends, going out, staying in, trying to repair my friendship with Gino, losing weight... I'm actually pretty proud that I haven't really let anyone down yet as far as plans go. I was even in excruciating pain at work one day and didn't try to go home.
Of course, doing all this leaves no time for... anything.
Okay so boy! His name is Rony, and he's super cute. He used to work at the pizza place across the street from my job. We had the hookup going on with that store (we brought chocolate, they gave pizza), and he was always adorable and flirtatious with me. Of course, he got my number after my 2nd or 3rd date with Gino. I was spending a lot of time in Gloucester, so Rony and I didn't even get to go on one date.
When I started back at Burdick again, Taylor told me he wasn't at the Harvard Sq store anymore, so I sent him a text as a shot in the dark. Now we hang out a couple to few times a week (which is a lot, given our schedules) and we make out a bunch. He's a huge sweetheart. He's moving to NYC in November and I don't expect much if anything to come of it... in the meantime, though, it's so nice to be treated right and have someone look at you like they're really excited and surprised to see you.
It's a fine line between sweet and flattering and raunchy and unsettling. Almost all of my guy friends have lept past raunchy and unsettling. It's awful. I don't feel like a person anymore when this happens.
Gino has actually been very good since I got super pissed and kept my distance. I'm glad he's starting to put an effort into our friendship rather than just behaving and speaking impulsively. I really hope he keeps it up.
Apparently it's later than I thought and I should go get ready. I am, however, still alive.