Hooray for Wednesdays

I don't know what was wrong with me yesterday, but pretty much everything I did made me cry. It's not even that time of the month. I guess I thought I was done crying about my dog, but I really wasn't. I didn't think I wanted to do anything last night but wallow in my sorrow and go to sleep, but the sun set, and I had a new perspective. It's Wednesday night. Time to put on my clothes, dry my eyes and get moving.

I went to Ryan's house to watch the soccer game (France 1/Portugal 0). I was rooting for Portugal. One of his friends was over, and Mr. High Society was in DC for some reason or other. I think he may have a girlfriend now. He's been doing a lot of "gay stuff with a girl." That's the word on the street. HA!!HA!!

So we watched the game, and oh, this movie called 'The Love Letter.' Some parts were funny, but it wasn't that great of a film. Ryan is a romantic at heart. It's kind of funny because he loves movies like 'My First 100 Dates', 'Love Actually', 'Along Came Polly' and other romance movies. I don't know why they busted my balls about 'Just Like Heaven', but he and MHS probably loved it and just didn't want to tell me because I chose it.

I'm mumbling now. So Ryan told me that he went on a date with one of his girlfriends. I said that he's been hanging out with her for a while, so what's the big deal? He said that it was different. I told him that I appreciated him telling me, and I thought she was nice and they would be good together. He thought I didn't like her when I met her. I told him that I talked to her enough to be cordial, but I didn't want to get in the way of them (Oh yeah, I did almost steal her sweater, but I was drunk and "holding it" for whoever lost it). I think he thinks I have other motives, but I really don't. I told him that I have many separate lives. Then he starts telling me how she's been called cooky, crazy, and flighty. I had to laugh, but I did it in a nice way, and said 'Well, give it a try, and when you find out that she really is crazy, run for the hills!' He told me that the other night when they hung out downtown, they passed by her ex boyfriend's friends on the street, and then she started acting really weird. I told him that maybe she's not over him yet. I didn't understand why she would feel weird just by seeing them, but the rest of the evening was kind of a buzzkill after that he said.

So, we'll see what happens. I told him that I'll give him his space (although he did start working, so it's not like we're hanging out THAT much), but as long as his friends didn't say a word about us, and he doesn't tell her about us, things should be just fine. My secrets are se-crets. I would have to say that my closet is probably 80% filled with skeletons. hee hee.

That's the latest on my Wednesday night escapades. I'll definitely keep you guys posted as to how long I'm on sabbatical. hee hee. After 8 mos. of hooking up, I don't know how long I'll be able to stay on sabbatical. I'm off to be a psycho and scope out her myspace page. HA!!HA!! Once again, the joys of unemployment. :)