So a Gorilla walks into this bar right...
Why do I always do this? I have like two or so guys that really, genuinely like me. Have all but confessed their undying love for me. Would treat me excellent, all of this. I have guys like that...and who do I go for? The one who has to be difficult. The one that doesn't always call when he says he will, the one who makes plans with me that he doesn't carry out...all the time, sometimes he carrys out plans. Why do I do this? Probably because out of all the guys he is the one that puts the butterflies in my stomach, he is the one that i think I have the most in common with... he's the one I get really excited to hang out with, but apparently, that is a one way street.
gah, boys.
I should seriously say to hell with it. To hell with it all. And poo on you and all of that other good stuff. And you know what, I wish I could. If I could say "to hell with you...fuck face" it would be so much easier. But the kid makes me laugh when I'm with him. He's soft and I love cuddling with him. GRR.
BLAH!
Oh and I burnt the roof of my mouth yesterday and it hurts. Ouchhhh.
So yesterday I went shopping with Danielle, got stood up by James, and decided to go and hang out with Bret. He made us grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup...it was nummy. And Matt was stoned and trying to get us to sit and watch him putt a golf ball into a cup. WOW. We ended up going to Denny's and talking and whatnot, hanging out until like 4 AM and then my butt came home and crashed. Because that is what the cool people do.
Tonight...I dont know. I might go hang out with Kristin after she brings Roger home and puts him to bed. Heh. I really just need to talk to someone right now, and I'd prefer it to be her. Because you know, I said so. Or at like midnight Bret is going to call me and if I want to I can go hang out out there or something. I dont know. We'll see I guess, won't we?
I have to pee.
And on that note, I'm going to stop writing. So there.
gah, boys.
I should seriously say to hell with it. To hell with it all. And poo on you and all of that other good stuff. And you know what, I wish I could. If I could say "to hell with you...fuck face" it would be so much easier. But the kid makes me laugh when I'm with him. He's soft and I love cuddling with him. GRR.
BLAH!
Oh and I burnt the roof of my mouth yesterday and it hurts. Ouchhhh.
So yesterday I went shopping with Danielle, got stood up by James, and decided to go and hang out with Bret. He made us grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup...it was nummy. And Matt was stoned and trying to get us to sit and watch him putt a golf ball into a cup. WOW. We ended up going to Denny's and talking and whatnot, hanging out until like 4 AM and then my butt came home and crashed. Because that is what the cool people do.
Tonight...I dont know. I might go hang out with Kristin after she brings Roger home and puts him to bed. Heh. I really just need to talk to someone right now, and I'd prefer it to be her. Because you know, I said so. Or at like midnight Bret is going to call me and if I want to I can go hang out out there or something. I dont know. We'll see I guess, won't we?
I have to pee.
And on that note, I'm going to stop writing. So there.