arrrrrrg!
well, friday was the start of my 22nd year of living, go me. didn't do much but work and drive back to nc that day, then went out to greensboro with the boys once i got home.
had dinner with a bunch of friends the next night then went to a bar out in winston afterwards. played darts, drank free-cos-it's-my-birthday red oak (an awesome local beer) and generally had an immensely enjoyable time. james drove us back to my house and as i was drunk i was being overly anxious about his driving (i'm a nervous passenger even when sober, gotta love control issues) and he started rambling about how we need to go on a roadtrip because i need to relax and just have a good time and not worry so much blahblah and that when i figured out how to do that then i'd be his girl.
i'm sorry..
WHAT?!?!?!
in my inebriated state the implications didn't really sink in so i just laughed and told him "i hate you sometimes." and we moved on with the conversation but really WHAT THE FUCK?? was he serious! did he really mean that if i chill out that he'd want to date me, or is it the more likely scenario that he knows i will never be able to not be something of a control freak and therefore we'll never be together? IT IS DRIVING ME NUTS and it's too late for me now to ask about it without coming off as just a smidge batty and obsessive WHICH I AM but i try to keep that somewhat under wraps because yeah. fuck. so i've had jet's "are you gonna be my girl" in my head since saturday night and while it is catchy i'm getting really tired of it.
sigh. at least i got good drunk sex out of it once we got back to my house and i piled clothes up over the vent that connects mine and my mother's rooms hahahah. why i had the foresight to do that and not to nonchalantly ask "so what did you mean with your comment earlier?" i have no idea. fie o'nt!
had dinner with a bunch of friends the next night then went to a bar out in winston afterwards. played darts, drank free-cos-it's-my-birthday red oak (an awesome local beer) and generally had an immensely enjoyable time. james drove us back to my house and as i was drunk i was being overly anxious about his driving (i'm a nervous passenger even when sober, gotta love control issues) and he started rambling about how we need to go on a roadtrip because i need to relax and just have a good time and not worry so much blahblah and that when i figured out how to do that then i'd be his girl.
i'm sorry..
WHAT?!?!?!
in my inebriated state the implications didn't really sink in so i just laughed and told him "i hate you sometimes." and we moved on with the conversation but really WHAT THE FUCK?? was he serious! did he really mean that if i chill out that he'd want to date me, or is it the more likely scenario that he knows i will never be able to not be something of a control freak and therefore we'll never be together? IT IS DRIVING ME NUTS and it's too late for me now to ask about it without coming off as just a smidge batty and obsessive WHICH I AM but i try to keep that somewhat under wraps because yeah. fuck. so i've had jet's "are you gonna be my girl" in my head since saturday night and while it is catchy i'm getting really tired of it.
sigh. at least i got good drunk sex out of it once we got back to my house and i piled clothes up over the vent that connects mine and my mother's rooms hahahah. why i had the foresight to do that and not to nonchalantly ask "so what did you mean with your comment earlier?" i have no idea. fie o'nt!