who's been acting like he sort of likes me back. I say "sort of" because I don't
know him well enough to really like him. And you know what he does? He
starts asking me for dating advice. Advice on how to talk to this girl he goes to school with, and how to ask her out!
At first I was like...
(minus the cigarette, of course.)
But then, I was like... ok
So I helped him along his way, gave him the things he needed to know, and all ended well and happy :D
And then I did my usual pre-bedtime Facebook run-through, and there's my friend and her husband gushing over the fact that it's their 6 month anniversary. That other girl saying how much she loves her boyfriend, how wonderful he is. That other girl having a baby!
And then, the wave of depression hit.
You know, that whole "everyone around me has someone!!!" kind of depression. I mean, I don't even have any male interests right now. Because no, as much as I wish he did, Tim Tebow does not count as a legitimate male interest.
And then depression turned to irritation when I realized that I am so not supposed to feel like this for another good three weeks!! It ain't Valentine's Day yet!!
And then the irritation somehow floated into hysterical laughter as I was lying in bed in the dark. Then I got the chills. Then the laughter came back.
So I decided to blog about it.
think that waiter at the restaurant we ate at the other tonight put something in my drink. I knew he was shady.
Gosh it's hot in here.