I might be a little outside my area of expertise..
From ten days ago:
"But I'm 99.9% certain Sabrinia's done with me."
Uh, yeah. I think I have to strike at least one of those nines. She sent me this text Saturday, "Dinner and a movie tonight?"
I know they say all's fair in love and war but there is a Geneva Convention. If there were a similar document for dating, it would surely ban sending that text to someone you know has feelings for you if you aren't at least going to give them a chance. I suppose it's possible she doesn't know but, well, she'd be basically the only person who didn't know.
Later I found out she was trying to actually make it another group get together like the previous night with Mike, Mike, Perry, Brad, Kurt, her & me. I think. It actually ended up just her and me at dinner. Plus a Mike for the movie.
It was good. I like being around Sabrinia. I like her. I really like her. I do. I don't know if she likes me as anything more than a friend. There are some conflicting signals. I think. Not that I'm good at reading them.
Ah, fuck it. I guess I just don't have anything to lose really. Except the sleep I've been losing running this around my head over and over again. We're both going to Thanksgiving at Mike's so I guess I'm going to have to... do... something...
I'm not good at this. I think it's going to be kind of a drinking party so, maybe I should get drunk. Seems like the way a lot of people get together. But, I'm not really that kind of guy - I'm the kind of guy who doesn't get laid... Fuck that, gimme a shot. I just hope that between the alcohol and the anxiety I don't vomit.
Oh, here's a picture of Sabrinia, Brad and Me from Friday. I'm the one in the back; I'm always in the back. The Curse of Being Tall.
"But I'm 99.9% certain Sabrinia's done with me."
Uh, yeah. I think I have to strike at least one of those nines. She sent me this text Saturday, "Dinner and a movie tonight?"
I know they say all's fair in love and war but there is a Geneva Convention. If there were a similar document for dating, it would surely ban sending that text to someone you know has feelings for you if you aren't at least going to give them a chance. I suppose it's possible she doesn't know but, well, she'd be basically the only person who didn't know.
Later I found out she was trying to actually make it another group get together like the previous night with Mike, Mike, Perry, Brad, Kurt, her & me. I think. It actually ended up just her and me at dinner. Plus a Mike for the movie.
It was good. I like being around Sabrinia. I like her. I really like her. I do. I don't know if she likes me as anything more than a friend. There are some conflicting signals. I think. Not that I'm good at reading them.
Ah, fuck it. I guess I just don't have anything to lose really. Except the sleep I've been losing running this around my head over and over again. We're both going to Thanksgiving at Mike's so I guess I'm going to have to... do... something...
I'm not good at this. I think it's going to be kind of a drinking party so, maybe I should get drunk. Seems like the way a lot of people get together. But, I'm not really that kind of guy - I'm the kind of guy who doesn't get laid... Fuck that, gimme a shot. I just hope that between the alcohol and the anxiety I don't vomit.
Oh, here's a picture of Sabrinia, Brad and Me from Friday. I'm the one in the back; I'm always in the back. The Curse of Being Tall.