Reasons
"WY U DIDNT CAL ME ANYMORE"
I think your text message adequately answers your own question Ruben. But if that wasn't enough reason, maybe the fact that you're a skeezy, disrespectful, wannabe playboy with a small dick, could also have contributed to why I never called you again. Maybe, just maybe that played a part.
Not to lie to myself though, that pretty much made my month. And it was an added bonus that it was like 50 degrees and extraordinarily sunny out today...a perfect wake-up from my TV sleepover with Shannon last night (she cuddled with the two gaudy stuffed animals Steffan sent me for Valentine's Day...so cute). Followed by an admissions luncheon with more pointless multicultural recruitment brainstorming (that they'll never work out), the gym (with wonderfully tacky Telemundo dating show), meeting with Adrienne, Laura Medina's tactless humor (stupid biotch!), and my class at UMass with that beautiful male specimen with the long curly hair (sigh), it was a good day.
Kiara has been making fun of me about next Tuesday with Dan though, because I've been really impatient about it. This "adult dating" thing takes an agonizing amount of time, time that I can't afford! I've made a phase plan though...but she doesn't believe that I'll stick to it. "Come on Selene, he'll always get to the next level." Damn her for knowing me so well.
It's going to rain this weekend, but tomorrow has signs of swimming, and then we're off to Boston for the ECCSF winter conference at Harvard. Pablo called me to see when we were going to get there because he's not coming until Saturday, thinking that there'd be nothing to do on Friday night, and I had to remind him that we're all over 21 and the conference is in Cambridge. Gotta love Pablo.
Oh, and Barry's coming on the 26th.
I think your text message adequately answers your own question Ruben. But if that wasn't enough reason, maybe the fact that you're a skeezy, disrespectful, wannabe playboy with a small dick, could also have contributed to why I never called you again. Maybe, just maybe that played a part.
Not to lie to myself though, that pretty much made my month. And it was an added bonus that it was like 50 degrees and extraordinarily sunny out today...a perfect wake-up from my TV sleepover with Shannon last night (she cuddled with the two gaudy stuffed animals Steffan sent me for Valentine's Day...so cute). Followed by an admissions luncheon with more pointless multicultural recruitment brainstorming (that they'll never work out), the gym (with wonderfully tacky Telemundo dating show), meeting with Adrienne, Laura Medina's tactless humor (stupid biotch!), and my class at UMass with that beautiful male specimen with the long curly hair (sigh), it was a good day.
Kiara has been making fun of me about next Tuesday with Dan though, because I've been really impatient about it. This "adult dating" thing takes an agonizing amount of time, time that I can't afford! I've made a phase plan though...but she doesn't believe that I'll stick to it. "Come on Selene, he'll always get to the next level." Damn her for knowing me so well.
It's going to rain this weekend, but tomorrow has signs of swimming, and then we're off to Boston for the ECCSF winter conference at Harvard. Pablo called me to see when we were going to get there because he's not coming until Saturday, thinking that there'd be nothing to do on Friday night, and I had to remind him that we're all over 21 and the conference is in Cambridge. Gotta love Pablo.
Oh, and Barry's coming on the 26th.