ok, let's try this one more time with feeling
I'm too spent to do any work so I'm gonna sit around and write all day instead, apparently...
So when we last heard from our heroine she was mildly befuzzled because she was enjoying hanging out with a coupled thirty-something. Reflections: he seemed completely unconcerned about having stayed at my house, wandering into roomie's bedroom and sitting on the bed next to me...ok, so that's good. On the other hand, he asked for a hug when he left...which I gave him without actually looking at his eyes....probably a bad sign for me....I'm about as smooth as my right knee...
Incidentally my right knee got scraped as I attempted to stab-stop a ball gunning over second base....I missed, skinned my knee because my slider rolled down and probably pulled some groin muscles. Damn it...
Ok, I'm tired of worrying about Timbuctoo. So I'm not gonna...ok, I'm gonna feel a little nervous about whether it's cool that our team knows he stayed at my house...ok, I'm gonna feel nervous about Armette and BlondA...my lab and teammates. Sigh.
I guess the real issue here is that if he were MY boyfriend and I was away, I'd want him to feel comfortable going out but I wouldn't be happy if he were holding hands with other girls. I guess since I've met Junior's girlfriend I don't feel concerned that she'd be jealous I'm hanging out with him, but I've not met Timbuctoo's girl...and I definitely feel like I'm in intruding on her territory. ..ok, I lied...I do feel guilty...On the brightside, life's not boring.
So when we last heard from our heroine she was mildly befuzzled because she was enjoying hanging out with a coupled thirty-something. Reflections: he seemed completely unconcerned about having stayed at my house, wandering into roomie's bedroom and sitting on the bed next to me...ok, so that's good. On the other hand, he asked for a hug when he left...which I gave him without actually looking at his eyes....probably a bad sign for me....I'm about as smooth as my right knee...
Incidentally my right knee got scraped as I attempted to stab-stop a ball gunning over second base....I missed, skinned my knee because my slider rolled down and probably pulled some groin muscles. Damn it...
Ok, I'm tired of worrying about Timbuctoo. So I'm not gonna...ok, I'm gonna feel a little nervous about whether it's cool that our team knows he stayed at my house...ok, I'm gonna feel nervous about Armette and BlondA...my lab and teammates. Sigh.
I guess the real issue here is that if he were MY boyfriend and I was away, I'd want him to feel comfortable going out but I wouldn't be happy if he were holding hands with other girls. I guess since I've met Junior's girlfriend I don't feel concerned that she'd be jealous I'm hanging out with him, but I've not met Timbuctoo's girl...and I definitely feel like I'm in intruding on her territory. ..ok, I lied...I do feel guilty...On the brightside, life's not boring.
posted by Camel at 4:52 p.m.
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It's true...It's so easy to make fun things complicated and I SOOOOOO don't want that...but I would die of boredom if I didn't live like a drama queen too so I guess it's six one way half a dozen the other...
I've emailed you but I have no doubt that my email will be filtered into your junk mail...so check for it....
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