Crazy Confusion and the "Emo" Boy

I have been computer-less for a few days and it has been KILLING me. And now, I finally have it back. Well... it looks as if I won't be seeing Nate. His lame excuse was that he "forgot" he had work on Friday. Even though I planned on asking off I don't see why he couldn't do the same. Oh well. He'll be here in town on Tuesday. Maybe, hah, MAYBE I'll see him. I just don't get him these days. 


So... that new guy. David. What a laugh. Listen, I'm a really nice person. I usually give every guy a chance that seems interested in me. We went to the same high school (what is it with high school guys trying to get in touch with me?) and we were never really friends. We just had a few mutual friends. But this guy, well, lets just say he wants to play "Anthony Wiener". He says, "oh just send a picture to me in what you're wearing. here's one of me". Picture sent: EMO KID. or hipster. Which ever you prefer. He says, "Oh please please, just send me one of you." Sorry pal, not interested. I told him to just facebook stalk me if he was interested in seeing what I look like. He said it's "creepy" to do that. Yeah, whatever. Isn't facebook for creeping anyway? I decided, welp, I've lost all interest. 


I decide to text Nate for some advice because I really don't want to be rude and let this guy down. He said to tell him I'm just not that into him. I think that is really blunt and I'm not mean! He then said I should lie and say I'm already talking to someone else. I just said I would resort to ignoring him. I don't think he gets the hint. My phone keeps blowing up. So, we'll see how that turns out...


In other news, too many friends who are YOUNG and in their early 20's keep getting engaged. Seriously? Your life has just begun. I've decided I probably won't get married until late 20's and maybe 30. Nate and I made a deal that if we weren't married by then we would just marry each other. Maybe he'll have a stellar job by then! Or maybe me... 


anyway, that's all I have for tonight today. 


Here's to a day in another city. 


-B