Oh dear Lord. My head feels like there are dirty Mexican wizards dancing a cha-cha and eating burritos in it. I feel like death.
Holy shit, 8:30 and I've already been up, ran and started laundry. I'm even sitting down with HW right now. What the hell? I guess it's a good balance, rode a nice buzz last night and am going to a local breweries "September Fest" around 2. All you can drink. I'm worried about my level of excitement for such an event.
I'd put this in the Sensory overload thread, but don't want to revive it: I'm currently browsing TIB on this laptop while I have my other laptop hooked up to the TV playing videos for my upcoming exam, meanwhile I am managing a game of Fintal Fatasy Tactics on my ipod... yikes.
Hungover hornies. For some reason an orgasm jolts my central nervous system just the right way to relieve the pounding in my skull. I'm also convinced that breaking a sweat is the best cure for a hangover. Going for a run or going to the gym always helps for some odd reason. I always feel like I'm sweating out the uglies and replacing them with water.
Well that and post on message boards about your desire to fuck, or more likely your desire to talk about fucking...
I think you should eat a bag of dick and belch in your mothers face. What I really like is posting on messageboards in the company of dumbasses like you. Especially when I'm hungover.
Whenever I am having trouble making heads or tails of the truth of a situation, I go back to the basics: People do what they want to do. If he wanted to see you again he would be actively working towards that goal. His excuse might be legit but that doesn't change the fact that he's not trying to fit you in. And really, who is so busy that they can't see you once in 3 days? So basically I am going to echo what everyone else has said. He's not as interested as you would like (if he even is interested. 3 days for a text? Please.) I know it sucks especially when you finally stumble upon someone who isn't a halfwit like the last half dozen people you've 'dated' and you finally thought you might have something good. Everything seems great and then BAM! Silence. Distance. I had a wild adventure last month that played out in a similar fashion. Hit it off great. Saw each other every day for a fortnight. Then the other shoe dropped. As it turns out, it's not just about meeting the right people, you also need to meet them at the right time. That time being when both you and them are ready to pursue the same thing. You will rarely have the luxury of figuring out the "why" of someone's actions. You've got the "What" though and that's enough for you to see that this wasn't mean to be right now.
Someone's pissy. I am working on convincing Other Guy to go dancing with me tonight. He dances well and he took the doors off his Jeep. I'd damn near do anything at this point.
Add another guy who think dude is not into you. If I am interested in a girl, I WILL find a way to text her back. There is nothing that would keep someone busy for 3 days. Unless he's one of those jackasses that thinks he needs to wait 3 days to reply which in that case, you don't want him anyways. @ Shimmered- Does a K5 with the top off do it for you? Or are you just a Jeep girl? (that's not me btw)