sunday went off without a hitch. so much so, that i think i officially am no longer single. that's right boys and girls, i'm off the market. i think. please, please, no need for tears.
i met his best friend. i ate a dinner his friend cooked. i watched tv at his friend's condo. we sat close on the couch. we had some friendly touching (hand holding, leg brushing, etc.). we shared a perfect goodnight kiss. he called me his in an email. he gave me a pending invitation to see his apartment. he wants to see me again and meet my friends. i think i have a boyfriend.
now, to get rid of the other guy i was seeing while spoons and i weren't serious. hanging out with #2 tonight should be really fun... ick. i just wish i didn't know that he liked me more than i like him. i wish i could have that ignorance about his feelings... thinking we were just friends while he wanted more. i guess that'd be just as bad. sorry, #2, but i have to sack up tonight and break your heart.
oh, and a sidenote, as of saturday, i am the proud owner of a brand new, bouncing baby motorola razr. it's okay to hate me a little bit. chances are i already hate you, too.
i.f.o.t.d. - on my commute each morning, i almost always stand because i cannot determine the proper winner in a long-standing inner debate. you see, i'm scared to sit on the train because the seats have fabric cushions and backings that could easily absorb urine. the debate is sitting in the potential urine versus touching the seat first to see if it's wet from potential urine. since, i can't determine which is the better course of action, i just stand by the door, refusing to move any closer to the potentially urine-soaked seats all the other fools just plop down on.
posted by brett @ 6:34 PM
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