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My Saturday of Seconds has now become my Solitary Saturday, or maybe my Saturday of Suck.
Dylan had to cancel because he's sick. And he didn't sound good. And he sounded like he was alone wherever he was calling from, when it normally sounds like there are other people around when he calls. I think he's probably genuinely sick.
And he said all the right things - the film we were going to see is going to play a bunch more times, so we can reschedule. And that he'll call me when he's feeling better. And he's been really reliable about calling when he says he will...
I'm just so disappointed.
Plus, I told like 400 people about what I was doing tonight, so now they'll ask, and I'll need to be like, "well..." Ugh.
Part of me is afraid that I don't actually like him - that I like the idea of having a boy that I'm sort of seeing, and that I like being able to talk about what's happening in my life, and that I like having plans. And I won't know better/for certain until I see him again, which won't be tonight.
Ugh. Now I have four hours of free time to fill tonight. Never a good thing...
Plus, it's supposed to snow a buttload, starting slowly tonight with like 6 inches coming tomorrow night. Seriously, what the fuck?
Dylan had to cancel because he's sick. And he didn't sound good. And he sounded like he was alone wherever he was calling from, when it normally sounds like there are other people around when he calls. I think he's probably genuinely sick.
And he said all the right things - the film we were going to see is going to play a bunch more times, so we can reschedule. And that he'll call me when he's feeling better. And he's been really reliable about calling when he says he will...
I'm just so disappointed.
Plus, I told like 400 people about what I was doing tonight, so now they'll ask, and I'll need to be like, "well..." Ugh.
Part of me is afraid that I don't actually like him - that I like the idea of having a boy that I'm sort of seeing, and that I like being able to talk about what's happening in my life, and that I like having plans. And I won't know better/for certain until I see him again, which won't be tonight.
Ugh. Now I have four hours of free time to fill tonight. Never a good thing...
Plus, it's supposed to snow a buttload, starting slowly tonight with like 6 inches coming tomorrow night. Seriously, what the fuck?