Monday, July 10, 2006

hey...

How did your weekend go Stacy?!

How's Scott-Butt... ? Well, I suppose we can't call him that anymore, now can we?! :)

How was Jeffy?

:) Can't wait to hear details....

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Weekend of working

Well, hmmm.

I did an entire day of work yesterday. It wiped me out! ha Tried to take a nap after work, but that didn't work. Went to my class at 7:45 pm (had to make up for the cancellation on the 4th) and got out after about an hour. Scott-butt had called. Told me to meet him at his place to go to Murry's for dinner (YUM! a great little jazz restaurant with awesome food) Then we went back to my place (it was already 11pm by then)

We talked and snuggled. I guess we're an item? He was like--we've always been together. I said NO. You dumped my butt 6 months ago. He said-- You were trying to chain me up and suffocate me. Whatever. We didn't argue, we just dropped it. I did mention how it would be nice to hang with him and his friends--you know, do something besides eating and hanging out at my apartment. But he reinterrated (sp?) how his friends don't care for me.

I'm sorry, but how do a bunhc of late 20-somethings not like me? They are so content and happy with mediocre jobs, no education, sitting around smoking pot and drinking beer all the freaking time--I guess they're afraid I'll take away their Scotty and make him better. This will always be a bad thing between us. I trust Scott, but it's hard to be in love when he cannot stand up to his firneds and say, hey, I like her-- Too damn bad if you don't. I guess I'd just better be careful and not get knocked up or something stupid, I'd be stuck with the situation for life. Ugh.

Anyway, Jeff called me yesterday. We're supposed to meet up today when I get off work. It's H O T outside--I'd rather hang in the pool than do the discus golf. Oh, well, I'll learn and meet someone new! Maybe Jeff and I will click, and his friends will love me! Then I can tell Scott-Butt to screw off with his friends.

Nah.. that'll never happen, I have too many feelings for him.
 
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