Okay so I talked to Will today. He called a few days ago just to say hi, which was sweet cuz he hates calling but I told him I was out of text messages. He said "I haven't heard from you in -- get this -- a few days." I was like omg...you care that it's been a few days since we've talked! How cute! He said to call him sometime soon, so I did. I told him that I would. And I called him a little bit ago just to say hi, ya know? He made a joke about me "cheating" on him when I go to Miami. I told him he should come with me, just jokin. He said no cuz I'm going down there with my boyfriend or something. I told him no, I'm going to visit my niece. He oh, whatever or something like that. Here's the thing, though: he kept making jokes about me being a pimp or having all these guys on me or whatever. And people only joke repeatedly about stuff when they kind of believe it. So I'm wondering...why does he think I'm like that? Did I say or do something to give him the impression that I'm a player type or I have some type of entourage or a lot of guys are into me? I can't think of anything I've said or done that would make him think that, in the short time that I've known him. Hm...weird...

In other news, I spent my Friday night with D. And you know what? It was kind of fun. I stayed late at work and then he came back to see me and we went to do some errands, and then I was hungry so we went to Popeye's on Lake Street for dinner, and then he wanted to see a comedy show and I didn't so we drove back to his car, but then instead of him leaving to go to the show he stayed and sat with me and we talked for a while, and then we got in his car instead because I watned to charge my phone and the power source thingy in my car doesn't work. I'll be glad to have my Camry back. And intact! Yay!

D and I spend way too much time talking abour relationshps. I think that's ind of lame and it measn that we aren't really getting to know each other the way friends do. and that's lame too. Id on't know when I'm going ot tell him that I'm not really that into hi but I think that it should be son. I'm just never sure how to do this...I dig these holes for myself and then spend the rest of my time trying to climb out of them. I don like spending time with him. I enjoyed sitting in the car and talking to him. And it sounds like he has an interesting story, and I like to hear people's life$ stories. But I look at him, and there is nothing in me that feels anything romantic toward him. He mentioned massaging his sore arm and kissing him on the cheek and I was literally...disgusted isn't the word, but slightly taken aback might be. He is someone I avoid touching and actually, I was kind of mad at myself when we broke the touch barrier. And then I broke it myself last night. Ugh...what am I going to do? I guess at some point I'll just...I have no idea. I just have no idea.

You know what sucks, though? My non-discreteness. I'm pretty sure half the school has seen us together, my team and Denise included.

Okay so I think I mentioned the friend vibe I got on Tuesday, but it wasn't the kind of friend vibe that means he's friend-boxed, just the kind that means we're going to have to take it slow because I have no desire to jump him or anything. But tonight he asked me about the whole drinking thing and I said no I don't ever, and he was like "seriously? never? ever?" and I said no, never, and he joked that now I'll have to be perfect in every other way. And the thing is, I think that he meant that...this might actually become a problem for us. I am not getting my hopes up.

In other news, I canceled on D tonight cuz I thought he was bringing his kid with him. But truthfully, he's so old...would it look weird for us to be out together? I don't know. And honestly, I really am not interested in being more than friends with him, and I need to let him know that instead of stringing him along. I am a lame for that. Oh well. He's mad at me now and not talking to me, wouldn't answer his phone and didn't text back and it's not likely that he's asleep at this hour so I'm thinking he's not answering on purpose. Oh, well. Like I said, I gotta be honest with him about the whole thing. I just wish being honest didn't mean likely ending our friendship too. Oh well...we're aren't really friends anyway.

Funny how they say that opposites attract, and you meet in the randomest places, and you always end up with what you said you didn't want, etc, etc...

I said I don't do blind dates. I said I hate being set up. I said not to expect anything because I wasn't planning on being impressed by this guy. But I went, because I love their family and it was super sweet of them to invite me in the first place.

And of course, true to movie script style life experiences, I ended up liking him. A lot. Like...if he lived up here, we would TOTALLY be friends.

Okay let's be real...when I say we would be friends, what I mean is, if he asked me out, I would say yes without a moment's hesitation. What? Right now? YES! Let me grab my shoes!

I told myself too bad, too bad, he doesn't live in my state. In fact he lives across the country. And I let it go. And now, as of last night's text convo, he may be MOVING HERE. WTH?!?! Um, life...what are you doing?

Seriously, he pretty much fits 3/4 of the bill, and I only talked to him for like an hour...this could get interesting.