Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Why Oh Why?

Why do I do this to myself? I decided to play on Sunday Funday, and well it turned out good and bad. Here in Chicago, Sunday Funday means you start at brunch in the late morning/early afternoon, there are mimosas, bloody marys and tons of food. You usually move from brunch in the later afternoon to either the beach in the summer, or a sports bar to watch whatever game is on during the other seasons. Seeing as how football just kicked off around here, and 'da Bears' first home game was Sunday, we started with brunch at Duffy's, took a break at Jennine's apartment for a bit and then continued our eating/drinking at Stanley's.

At some point in the afternoon/evening I started getting physical with "J". He's a friend of a friend and I don't really know too much about him and I think one too many mimosas in the early afternoon and too many Jack & Ginger's in the evening led to too much physical affection. Now I have "J" calling me and texting me and e-mailing me and I just want him to not be calling me and texting me and e-mailing me!

He's not unattractive or boorish or dim-witted or any of the other undesirable traits I usually attract, but I'm just not interested. Ugh, this is the part I hate; telling somebody you're just not interested, especially after making out at every opportunity a few nights before. I'm going to blame the dry-spell and call it good...oh and finally call "J" back.

4 comments:

kel said...

Why bother calling back? Ducking your head in the sand works JUST AS WELL. No, but, really? Don't envy you for THAT conversation!

littlemansmom said...

Sigh.....nope, wouldn't to be in your shoes ( unless they are truly Fabulous! ;) ) Good luck darlin'...be kind to his heart....

Nilsa S. said...

Isn't the latest craze to "dump" someone by text message? Ask Carrie Underwood about her relationship with Chace Crawford!

Latent Image said...

Clearly this is his fault, and bioys are dumb