Thursday, November 19, 2009

12:06

out of the shower.
indian style on my bed.
fan on high.
keeping myself warm with the hair dryer.
for the same reason that
i drive with the heat on and the windows down in the winter.


i spent over an hour on the phone with boyfriend #2
he gives good advice.
he's a mess himself though.


text from army guy.
just another what's up.
this has been going on for days.
this conversation is going nowhere.


current thing didn't come last night.
text me good morning.
i'm ignoring it.


about to make a trip to the grocery store.
ride.
listen to music.
coke.
the usual.

10:20

phone call from the current thing.
he's "probably" coming over.
i should tell him fuck him and his probably.
but... i want the company.
i won't be a super bitch...
this time.

10:01

ugly texts back and forth between me and his girl.
she started it. *points like a five year old*
i'm irritated.
i'm viscious.
i'm hateful.
and slightly tacky.


towards the end of the textin,
it hits me.
he's not my problem anymore.
thank her for reminding me of all that i went through.
of how much pain he caused me.
of how many girls called my phone.
or messaged me on myspace.
or some other bullshit.


it hurts, to know he has someone new.
but it's closure.
and i can walk away this time.
he's not my man.
and there's no reason to be jealous...
cuz he just fucked me. ;)

9:05

Ughh.
i've been busy.
i hung out with my ex from two years ago.
crazy mike.
i call him that, cuz, well... he was crazy.
and an alcoholic.
he seemed good.
he's super cute.
i like his family.
he's from new orleans.
he has a girl.
they have kids.
two.
=/


we can still be friends.
right?
i tell myself this.
i know he wants more.


i hung out with the guy from the next street.
boone.
what kind of a name is boone?
i don't like him.
he bores me.
he would never, ever be able to make me laugh.
i'm sure of this.
next!


still waiting on current thing to confirm plans.
he's irritating me.
grrr.

4:08

i'm playing with fire.
i've stirred up old flames.
i've created new ones.


there's a guy who lives the next street over.
we've been avoiding getting to know each other.
i know he sees me, he knows i see him.
this game has been going on for months.
i've had my eye on him.
on the way to sonic, i chunked him the deuce.
on the way back, he flagged me down.
he asked for my number.
i gave him my number.
he goes by boone.
i think he lives with his girl.
he says no.


i call an ex from way back.
i bumped into him a few weeks ago.
he lives by my baby daddy.
he gave me his number.
today, i called.
he wants to come over in a little while.
this should take my mind off things.


text replies are slow from my current thing.
he seems interested in coming over tonight.
we'll see what happens....


i touch base with boyfriend #2 from last year.
he seems glad to hear from me.
says he needs to come see my new place.
i say he should.


this should keep me busy for awhile.

3:19

knock on my door.
my heart races.
i peek out the window.
i can't see anyone.


oh shit.
what if it's my ex?
maybe i really pissed him off this time.
he only shows up uninvited when he's really angry.


i throw on my favorite pink victoria's secret robe.
i head for the door.
i can't breathe.
i'm shaking.


i crack the door and look out.


damn.


i forgot olivia's new bedroom furniture was being delievered today.
i throw on clothes and let them complete their delivery.

2:55

i send a msg back to the guy on facebook.
the one who confessed his crush on me.
i need an ego boost.
wonder if he's single these days.

2:52

fuck it.
maybe i'll just have a baby by army guy.
i text him back.
What's up?

2:46

fresh out the shower.
downloading music.
i need to get ready and go to the store.
it's sonic happy hour time.
coke.


*pouts*


maybe I'm not so happy about being single after all.
the past few days has done a number on me.
i have to quit talking to him.
we've been breakin up since march for christ's sake.
i just wanna meet someone i really like who will take my mind of him.

2:08

I need an immediate change of mood.
i text my current thing.
he hits me right back.
*deep breath*
i'm gonna try to lock in plans for tonight.
hopefully he won't have plans already.
i need to make a cornerstore run.
i need to relax.

1:59

i'm a psycho.
*sighs*
looking at a picture he sent a few weeks ago
looked @ the message details.
he sent it to another number too.
i spoof called it.
from his number.
She answered.

madness ensues

8:44

the reality that i got a text from army guy last night hits me.
morning means i can no longer pretend to be asleep.
i have to face this situation...
but i think i can escape it until after lunch.
unless he texts again...

8:37

my bills are paid.
my running around is done.
i have no obligations for the rest of the day.
it feels good.
i think i may go back to bed.
i've pacified Olivia with cartoons,
and a plate of eggs, ham and toast.
glass of milk.
my bed is calling me.
i love to be able to crawl back in bed.
i'll be going back to work before i know it.
i should cherish this moment.
curl up under the covers
and resume my texting from last night.

1:59

i'm retreating to my room.
seeking sleep.
it tries to elude me.
soft covers. down pillows.
i take advantage of stretching out.
but stretching out doesn't feel as good as cuddling up.

1:31

we make distant, ambiguous plans
for a weekend rendezvous.
that we both know will never come.

12:51

a text. not from my twitter friend.
from the army guy.
you know, mr. will you have my baby?
at first i'm surprised.
i haven't talked to him much since i said no.
it just says "hey".
i think i'm going to play asleep.
it's late.
and i want to continue my current texting.

12:43

i text back and forth with the guy i talk to most on twitter at this current second. he makes me smile. and don't y'all be judgin me about textin with my twitter friends. you know you do it too. i love my twitter people. they know more about me than most people in real life. except now, those of you pseudo-voyeurs reading my blog.

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