An Update, A Lie
My life as of yesterday:
Me [to Kate, a dear friend]: ..so, Jessica basicially just said that DJ [whose name is not really DJ but we have nicknamed him this without him knowing for the conversation] is not for her. She says long term, maybe, you know... kids, white picket fence, the whole package. But short term? No. It's awkward. Not working. Now or ever.
Kate: Yeah, I know what you mean. He's a sweet guy, but... so...
Me: Yes. So.
"DJ": Hey, who are you guys talking about?
Me: Our good friend DJ.
"DJ": Oh. Okay.
[A bell rings signaling the end of the school day. I leave the classroom with Kate, "DJ" with CHOCOLATE EYES. We now walk down the hallway towards the exit, with "DJ" and Chocolate behind us.]
Me [to Kate again]: Anyway, I'll give you a call later. I'm telling you, the deeper and deeper I get into this, the stickier it is. I'm going have to start taking notes just to keep track of all the drama in between those two. Or, perhaps I should say, lack of it.
Kate: Yes. Drama. Telephone. Sticky. Ciao, Mer.
Me: Bye, hon!
"DJ": Hey, Meryl!
Me: Howdy.
"DJ": Hey, I was just talking to _____ [Chocolate Eyes :P], he thought you guys were talking about him!
Me: What?
"DJ": You and Kate! Anyway, he said you two... impossible.
Me: ...what?
"DJ": Yeah... he said, "Me and Meryl... impossible."
Me: ...and you said?
"DJ": "Why?"
Me: ...and the response?
"DJ": He said, "she could never be interested in me. That's why it's impossible."
We're celebrating Christmas Tuesday after next. Me and Chocolate Eyes... we're not Catholic. Or Christian. But this is a time to be with family... and folks.
xox
mer
Me [to Kate, a dear friend]: ..so, Jessica basicially just said that DJ [whose name is not really DJ but we have nicknamed him this without him knowing for the conversation] is not for her. She says long term, maybe, you know... kids, white picket fence, the whole package. But short term? No. It's awkward. Not working. Now or ever.
Kate: Yeah, I know what you mean. He's a sweet guy, but... so...
Me: Yes. So.
"DJ": Hey, who are you guys talking about?
Me: Our good friend DJ.
"DJ": Oh. Okay.
[A bell rings signaling the end of the school day. I leave the classroom with Kate, "DJ" with CHOCOLATE EYES. We now walk down the hallway towards the exit, with "DJ" and Chocolate behind us.]
Me [to Kate again]: Anyway, I'll give you a call later. I'm telling you, the deeper and deeper I get into this, the stickier it is. I'm going have to start taking notes just to keep track of all the drama in between those two. Or, perhaps I should say, lack of it.
Kate: Yes. Drama. Telephone. Sticky. Ciao, Mer.
Me: Bye, hon!
"DJ": Hey, Meryl!
Me: Howdy.
"DJ": Hey, I was just talking to _____ [Chocolate Eyes :P], he thought you guys were talking about him!
Me: What?
"DJ": You and Kate! Anyway, he said you two... impossible.
Me: ...what?
"DJ": Yeah... he said, "Me and Meryl... impossible."
Me: ...and you said?
"DJ": "Why?"
Me: ...and the response?
"DJ": He said, "she could never be interested in me. That's why it's impossible."
We're celebrating Christmas Tuesday after next. Me and Chocolate Eyes... we're not Catholic. Or Christian. But this is a time to be with family... and folks.
xox
mer