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Crikey-
Ya know what the perfect date would be? It's not walking along the beach or having a wonderful dinner. Those are perks. The perfect date would be the guy taking the initiative and planning everything out. None of this "It's up to you" or "It doesn't matter" or "Whatever works for you" or "We'll figure it out" etc etc. It gets tiring after a while and soon you plan everything and then sooner or later the guy calls you a control freak so then you get nervous that if you plan too many things the CF label will land right on your forehead. Something about planning gets me irritated.
The deal is I'm visiting matt this upcoming weekend and he thought he could get me tickets but it looks like that won't work. So he wants to go to the game and I can fool around back at home for 5 hours or so. I mean obviously it would be nice to either go to the game or do something else together. But come on, it's football. You can't just not go. It's like an unwritten rule. If I had a football team that was playing saturday I'd vist Matt on sunday for as long as possible and make a mad rush back to school. Granted he's partially correct in guessing that normally I'd be all pissy about it and whatnot but it's rare (especially in my history) to have a team thats actually good. I mean obviously it would be better if the game was on friday so it's not like hi bye hi bye, but whatever, i'll make do.
Ohhh I'll see my dog, I miss her a lot so maybe I'll take her walking on the C&O canal or something like. I do need some shorts cuz it's so fricking hot up here so maybe a little shopping. etc etc.
The only big awkward part about it is that i have no idea where I'm supposed to go, park, walk and whatnot so if I leave and come back I'll have no clue of what to do. THIS is when planning comes in handy. As the evil phrases go...wwhhaatever, we'll figure it out.
Until then somehow my homework multiplied out of nowhere. Like WHOA. So I need to go figure out that stuff now.
Lata
Ya know what the perfect date would be? It's not walking along the beach or having a wonderful dinner. Those are perks. The perfect date would be the guy taking the initiative and planning everything out. None of this "It's up to you" or "It doesn't matter" or "Whatever works for you" or "We'll figure it out" etc etc. It gets tiring after a while and soon you plan everything and then sooner or later the guy calls you a control freak so then you get nervous that if you plan too many things the CF label will land right on your forehead. Something about planning gets me irritated.
The deal is I'm visiting matt this upcoming weekend and he thought he could get me tickets but it looks like that won't work. So he wants to go to the game and I can fool around back at home for 5 hours or so. I mean obviously it would be nice to either go to the game or do something else together. But come on, it's football. You can't just not go. It's like an unwritten rule. If I had a football team that was playing saturday I'd vist Matt on sunday for as long as possible and make a mad rush back to school. Granted he's partially correct in guessing that normally I'd be all pissy about it and whatnot but it's rare (especially in my history) to have a team thats actually good. I mean obviously it would be better if the game was on friday so it's not like hi bye hi bye, but whatever, i'll make do.
Ohhh I'll see my dog, I miss her a lot so maybe I'll take her walking on the C&O canal or something like. I do need some shorts cuz it's so fricking hot up here so maybe a little shopping. etc etc.
The only big awkward part about it is that i have no idea where I'm supposed to go, park, walk and whatnot so if I leave and come back I'll have no clue of what to do. THIS is when planning comes in handy. As the evil phrases go...wwhhaatever, we'll figure it out.
Until then somehow my homework multiplied out of nowhere. Like WHOA. So I need to go figure out that stuff now.
Lata