There is a negative correlation between how busy I am vs. how much bullshit drama I can take from boys. Seriously. It's annoying. I kind of want them all to go away for a little while.
I've been spending a lot of time with Frat Boy, despite the fact that we had "The Talk" and he reaffirmed the fact that he doesn't want to have a serious relationship. He came over one night last week to tell me that he was "feeling smothered." I explained the whole reason why I was smothering him was that I didn't know where we stood. After our revealing conversation, we both felt better - I ultimately now know where we stand and he was able to express his feelings. Things are good.
This past week, I started on a new money making scheme with Frat Boy. While I'm excited about the possibilities, we've been spending entirely too much time together. Now I'M feeling smothered. Funny how quickly the tables turn. As MC has pointed out - when you mix work with pleasure, you are inevitably together all the time. It's also really convenient for us to see each other since I now live close by. Yay for living near uptown. I've been stressed and tired lately and have really been craving some good quality Kate time. I haven't gotten it and I'm taking it out on him. He's been a trooper about it all. He's been a good friend - making sure that I'm going to the gym and eating well and rubbing my back and taking it like a good boy. So I've vowed that I will spend at least 12 hours by myself to just read, write and decompress.
Last night was weird. Frat Boy called and wanted to go eat at Cabo Fish Taco. We were sitting down to order and he wouldn't stop talking about the waitress. She was beautiful - curvy body, pretty face...and bald as an eagle. She had a shaved head. The stark contrast was definitely striking. Every time she walked by, Frat Boy would make this face, like "ooooh." Augh. That was really annoying. I started talking about this guy I sort of "dated" three years ago - JY. (He doesn't deserve a nickname.) Well, I now live three blocks away from him. Well, just as I was finished telling Frat Boy the story, JY walks in the restaurant. Crazy. I went to say hey, but FB wasn't really interested in meeting him. We just sort of exchanged a few words and then FB and I left. It was just all surreal and crazy.
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