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I think it was Tuesday night that N and I went to see “Fast & The Furious II: Tokyo Drift.” My expectations were very low, but I was pleasantly surprised. It had more substance to it than I thought it would.
L called to chat on Wednesday, around 12:25 pm. We talked for about 20 minutes. It’s always great talking to her, but yes, part of me always wonders why she still wants to talk. We talked about some good times we’d had and I asked if she thought we’d have times like that again. “Probably,” was her answer-and that she couldn’t say any more, “that’s the way it has to be for now.” Interestingly, at the end of the call she mentioned we’d talk on Friday, and I reminded her, “What about Salsa night?” It sounded to me like she’d forgotten how fast Thursday was coming up, she said she’d call N and set something up. I doubted that, but was still hopeful. It was her idea, after all. (Weird that she’d forget on Wednesday after bringing up the idea last Saturday, and then following up on Monday to ask if I’d found a good night to go!)
I wasn’t especially surprised that she didn’t call on Thursday, there were a number of reasons why I saw that might fall through. Not the least of which is that D’s entire family is there. And of course, she still doesn’t have her own cell.
In fact, figuring I wouldn’t hear back from her, I decided to make alternate plans: I asked M if she wanted to go see Pirates (instead of on Sunday evening, our original plan)! The movie was disappointing, and to top it off, the car got broken into and M’s gym bag was stolen. So the night did not end well. Early Friday morning, I took the car into the shop-you wouldn’t even believe how much it’s going to cost to fix the door handles and locks, and the power steering (which also started going out). Try $1100 and $800, respectively. We decided to not worry about the doors right now since our keyless locks still work, what’s the point?
So I was not in a good mood going into Friday, and the whole L thing had me tweaked. Despite the situation or whatever her circumstances were, I was still pissed, and wanted to make a point. So I didn’t answer the phone at lunch when it rang the first time. Twice. Three times. A fourth time. (Plus I found out later she called N wondering where I was.) She finally left a voice mail saying she was sorry she didn’t call Thursday night, that she hadn’t been able to use the phone because D’s nephew was “on the damn phone” ‘til 2 in the morning. She sounded pissed about the whole thing on the message. I returned her call around 2 o’clock. L was apologetic and explained the circumstances a little more (we only talked for a couple minutes, though, she had to get back to work). She wondered why I hadn’t answered my phone at lunch, too-heh. Hey, I was on my bike, it was raining, it would’ve been dangerous to answer it, right? So, she said (again, as she had on the message) she’d “give me a call later if she could get to use the phone.” (i.e., “in private.”) I’m not counting on it, but we’ll see.
Funny coincidence - while I was out running errands and avoiding calls on Friday, I ran into M at the mall at lunchtime. Total coincidence, I swear. So we hung out together for a little while we got our respective things done.
About L, my gut instinct still tells me from recent conversations that she’s not happy where she’s at, but things still aren’t bad enough for her to change the situation. I can’t be certain of anything. Although I miss her and would like for her to come back, I’m not initiating anything myself at this point. I haven’t even seen her since the Fireworks night (7/3). :( I don't like holding back, but it seems to be the only way to see how she really feels. I think with time, I'll find out.
L called to chat on Wednesday, around 12:25 pm. We talked for about 20 minutes. It’s always great talking to her, but yes, part of me always wonders why she still wants to talk. We talked about some good times we’d had and I asked if she thought we’d have times like that again. “Probably,” was her answer-and that she couldn’t say any more, “that’s the way it has to be for now.” Interestingly, at the end of the call she mentioned we’d talk on Friday, and I reminded her, “What about Salsa night?” It sounded to me like she’d forgotten how fast Thursday was coming up, she said she’d call N and set something up. I doubted that, but was still hopeful. It was her idea, after all. (Weird that she’d forget on Wednesday after bringing up the idea last Saturday, and then following up on Monday to ask if I’d found a good night to go!)
I wasn’t especially surprised that she didn’t call on Thursday, there were a number of reasons why I saw that might fall through. Not the least of which is that D’s entire family is there. And of course, she still doesn’t have her own cell.
In fact, figuring I wouldn’t hear back from her, I decided to make alternate plans: I asked M if she wanted to go see Pirates (instead of on Sunday evening, our original plan)! The movie was disappointing, and to top it off, the car got broken into and M’s gym bag was stolen. So the night did not end well. Early Friday morning, I took the car into the shop-you wouldn’t even believe how much it’s going to cost to fix the door handles and locks, and the power steering (which also started going out). Try $1100 and $800, respectively. We decided to not worry about the doors right now since our keyless locks still work, what’s the point?
So I was not in a good mood going into Friday, and the whole L thing had me tweaked. Despite the situation or whatever her circumstances were, I was still pissed, and wanted to make a point. So I didn’t answer the phone at lunch when it rang the first time. Twice. Three times. A fourth time. (Plus I found out later she called N wondering where I was.) She finally left a voice mail saying she was sorry she didn’t call Thursday night, that she hadn’t been able to use the phone because D’s nephew was “on the damn phone” ‘til 2 in the morning. She sounded pissed about the whole thing on the message. I returned her call around 2 o’clock. L was apologetic and explained the circumstances a little more (we only talked for a couple minutes, though, she had to get back to work). She wondered why I hadn’t answered my phone at lunch, too-heh. Hey, I was on my bike, it was raining, it would’ve been dangerous to answer it, right? So, she said (again, as she had on the message) she’d “give me a call later if she could get to use the phone.” (i.e., “in private.”) I’m not counting on it, but we’ll see.
Funny coincidence - while I was out running errands and avoiding calls on Friday, I ran into M at the mall at lunchtime. Total coincidence, I swear. So we hung out together for a little while we got our respective things done.
About L, my gut instinct still tells me from recent conversations that she’s not happy where she’s at, but things still aren’t bad enough for her to change the situation. I can’t be certain of anything. Although I miss her and would like for her to come back, I’m not initiating anything myself at this point. I haven’t even seen her since the Fireworks night (7/3). :( I don't like holding back, but it seems to be the only way to see how she really feels. I think with time, I'll find out.