oh the tangled webs we weave...
1:27 p.m. | 2006-03-02
Ah Thursday. It's finally March, the month when Florida has the best weather, I think. It's not Africa hot outside, but it's sunny with a slight breeze, and the nights are wonderful, sky full of stars.
And of course, I have no one to share this with. Gina did point out that I could, but that I choose to avoid said someone because Im not attracted to him. Gina and I went out last night (btw, Im still recovering)and talked about boys, boys, and men. She's in love with a quasi family member, and had fun long make out sessions with him while she was in New Orleans for Mardi Gras. I ended up going to see my sister in Orlando (and my sweet as can be baby nephew) changing diapers and wondering why Drew decided that kissing me was worthy of an apology.
So we talked, and as usual, she needed a distraction and decided that the two guys talking next to us would be perfect for that. Once again I was quickly reminded why I dont hang out with her like I used to. We all of a sudden get into the debate about who's buying everyone shots. You know me, I am all about the guy paying (not that I can afford my own, but...) They turned out to be cheap asses and then we left. She's such a flirt it kills me. She leads these guys on for most of the night, and waht bothers me is that I am the one all dolled up. She just has on some ragged shirt and jeans. I at least put on some boots.
So back to today. Since I ended up texting Drew last night about our little excursion to Dirty Nelly's, I am sitting here with him (of course over instant messenger) listening to Portishead and totally lied about last night. I told him that someone else came in his place. He never responded last night to neither of Gina's and my texts, so when he asked what went done, I kinda sorta fibbed and said another guy came to hang out with us. I said it was Omar (like that would ever happen), and since he has no clue, he jetted and put up an away message. He'll just have to answer next time.
I know, this is probably the stupidest game ever, and I hate playing games, but he started it. He started it with the flirting online, and then with his half ass dating and then the apology. I just dont want to look like I am chasing him, and this is the best way to do it. At least I named someone he doesnt know, since he practically knows everyone. Hopefully this will send a clear message that I am not waiting. I dare not tell him about how now the picture man has my digits. I dont know what it is, but dealing with Drew has made me more flirty to other guys. I guess I am no better than Gina in that sense, but at least I dont lead others on, I am up front about my intent. And I wasnt trying to get anyone to go home with me last night, or hell, even to distract me. I dont have a lot of drama in my life, so I treasure the shit that I do get.
I suggest:
Dirty Nelly's has a reputation for making strong drinks. Have Crown and Cokes all night long, and get angry when your friend beats you at a card game at the bar.