So what have we missed? OMG..ALOT! So, where do I start?! I know, I'll start by saying that Ted is an asshole, Justin gets on my damned nerves, John really needs to leave me alone, Red bores the hell out of me, and for whatever reason, Ron has been trying to get close again.
The plus side of things, I started a better job, and I've added a new dog to my collection.
That's the upside to things with me.
Okay, what happened with Ted. The fact that I wasn't pressuring him for anything, and I was concerned about his mom. Afterall, the woman had a severe case of pneumonia. Play-by-play, I was being patient, no pressure to talk or text, there's a serious issue going on and I'm being respectful of it. Then I stop hearing from him altogether. I don't trip or freak out, thinking maybe he just needed some "Ted" time. We all have those moments in life. Look at the bright side of things, R, he'll appreciate the fact that you didn't force yourself on him. That is until I get a message:
Ted: Sorry I haven't been in contact. A lot going on right now. I was just at your job earlier and thought of you..haha
Me: No worries. I figured you needed some time to get your thoughts together. I actually don't work there anymore
Ted: What? Damn. Where you work now? And I was gonna ask you about this cute girl that works in the pharmacy
Son of a bitch. What the fuck?! I don't hear from you in an eternity, and when I do you're asking about some other girl?! FUCK you!!
Me: Yeah, well I got a better job. How sweet of you to ask about another girl when I tried to show interest in you. Anyway, all of the girls there are either under 21 or married. ALL of them. So, thanks for being straight forward and letting me know you weren't interested. Wish you'd have told me that from the beginning
And with that, he was deleted from my Facebook page.
Ted: You showed interest in being a friend. But anyway I've been really busy and trying to get myself together and taking care of my mom. I'm sorry if that made you mad. I have been nothing but straight forward and you weren't a priority.
Motherfucker.
Me: Me?! Mad?! Never that, Hun. And I never tried to be a priority, but since I see there's no possibility of us even being friends I don't see any reason to waste anymore of my time nor take up space on your friends list. You were never straight forward and never said a thing, but oh well...it is what it is.
Ted: Well I tried to be your friend but if you were looking for more then you've got the wrong guy, sorry. That's me being forward.
Me: Ha! Yeah, after I just called you on it. And how the hell do you figure you tried to be a friend? What did you do besides message me a few times after I initiated asking about your mom? Anyways, you have a nice life and take care.
Something about that phrase "take care". I thought that would be the end of it. Nope. He wants to argue like a little bitch.
Ted: I don't have time for selfish women. I'm not losing sleep over it.
Me: Oh, please don't lose sleep. I never did.
That should take care of it. Nope. Wrong again.
Ted: You know what if you're this selfish thinking you should be a priority over my sick mom. I was in the store getting her meds. But if you want to act like that then I'm better off not being your friend.
Huh??!! Oh get the fuck on, you prick. He could've kept that. That shit didn't even make sense. I didn't even bother responding, and haven't since. So, that's the way that went down.
Justin's pansy ass doesn't know his ass from a hole in the ground. He'd been getting mad at me because he constantly wanted to hang out, and I just don't have time for him anymore. I've got too many other things to think about, and he's not one of them. I finally relented and hung out with him one day. It wasn't so much that I wanted to see him, I just needed some help introducing my new pit/lab mix and my pit to each other. I have no interest in fucking him anymore. Haven't for a while. I guess that's why the thought of being around him unless I really have a purpose doesn't intrigue me.
A blast from the past, I get a text from John out of the clear blue. Surprising that I still even had his number in my phone. I guess I forgot about it because it's way down in the "X" files..you know, my little filing system, an X goes right in front of their name before I determine I just really don't want to be bothered and move their number to "file 13". Hadn't been down that far in my contacts list in a while. Lawrence was down there, and I stumbled on him the other day...I'll get to that in a minute. So, I'm cleaning my carpet and I get this text: "Hey, beautiful. How are you doing?" Where the hell did this come from after forever?! "I'm good thanks. How bout yourself?" "I'm cool thanks. Say, I've got a major favor to ask and I'll pay you back with interest Monday". The only favors he could be asking is either some ass or cash. He wasn't talking about ass, cause you can't pay that back. I'll play along. Why? Because I was bored. "What's up?" "I'm up here in Suburbia, and I need to borrow...." here it comes. How much. "...$40. I'll understand if you can't do it". Uuuuhm. No. It's not the word "can't", it's "wont". "Sorry. I don't have any money right now" not to give away. How the fuck did he expect to pay me back Monday when he lives in another town? And where the fuck are his 4 baby's mommas while he's asking me for money? Isn't he engaged? "I understand. Well thanks anyway. I'm just kinda in a bind right now." Now I feel bad. Maybe if I put what he wants on one of my cards the sting of not getting it back won't hurt so bad. "Well, is it something you need? Cause maybe I can meet you somewhere and put it on one of my cards." "Yeah, I need some gas" How the hell was $40 going to get his big ass truck back and forth for almost a week? "Well, I have to work at my second job in a couple of hours, how bout I text you when I get off and I'll meet you at a gas station?" "Okay. Text me when you get off." As much as I didn't want to do shit for him since we hadn't even communicated in almost 4 months, if he seriously needed gas, I'd be nice. I still couldn't help but wonder where his 6 month old's momma was. I'll ask some other time. I was true to my word and text him when I got off. He didn't respond. Good. I didn't feel like going anywhere but home anyway. I even text him the next morning just to make sure. Nothing. Cool. I tried. It was all well and good for a few weeks til I get this text "Hey. How's it going? Do you have some money you could lend me til Monday and I'll pay you back solid with interest?" What's up with the "Monday" thing? And where the FUCK are your baby's mommas? This time, I don't even feel like being nice. "Uhm, where's Keisha?" "Awe, come on baby. Don't be like that. We better than that, sexy. Me and her are fighting. But I wouldn't ask you if I didn't really need it" I'm sure you wouldn't, and I'm also sure I won't be doing shit for you. You'd better make amends real quick. And what the fuck is this "baby" shit? "Damned shame y'all are fighting. AGAIN. I just paid all my bills. Sorry" "Ok. I understand. Thanks anyway. Baby I'm so glad I know you. I still think about how my life would've been different if you'd given me a chance instead of that Nebraska guy. I'll be in touch." Save it, ya bum. To this day I haven't bothered wasting the finger strokes to respond to that.
The situation with Red I can sum up really quick. He supposedly got laid off of the job he was working in Arizona, so he's back in Oklahoma now. He'd been texting, wanting to take me out, wanting to come over. I was bored and horny one night, so I let him come. That was that. He's been wanting to see me, but I'm just not feeling it. I've been pretty "busy" lately. Busy not thinking or being worried about these guys. Doing my own thing, working, taking care of my girls, and just enjoying my "me" time.
Ron. My goodness. That man won't leave me alone. Every damned weekend he's wanting to go to the movies, or me to come hang with his family, or to come over to hang out at my place...on and on. I'm busy. I have to cut my grass. Instead of him saying "ok, call me later", the guy races over to my house, lawnmower on the back of his truck, and says "lets race". Not only did my yard get cut in half the time, but I let him win. Okay, truth, he actually won cause he covered more ground than I did, but my mower is DEFINITELY more powerful than his. Haha. Nope, sorry. Still not wanting to hang out. I have to work on my fence. So what does he do? Shows up at my house with his hammer and utility belt and says "lets race". What's with this guy? Is he not getting the hints? I guess not, because now I've got more invitations to the movies, an invitation to his dad's 80th birthday party, and the question of "when are you going to let me take you out?". I'm not! We've been through this. Remember last Summer? Yeah. No. He's pretty nifty with a shovel, though.
Baker, and I touched on him briefly before (too tired to get into details right now), has backed off. I'm glad, because I tried everything short of telling him straight out "I'm not attracted to you, and there will NEVER be anything between us". Yes, I probably should just tell him that, especially since we can't have a decent phone conversation without him throwing in "Yeah, R, if you and me got together..." blah blah blah..blah blah blah blah. Nope. He's not being as persistent as he was about us going out together, but he still calls, waiting for that moment when he catches me totally weak. I haven't been that weak in the 3 years I've known him. Not gonna happen now. Okay, I'll just say, the guy is creepy. I believe it's okay to have fetishes, but his extreme foot fetish, and his fascination with elves (yes, I said elves), it's just a turn off. I think a little weirdness is cute, but he goes beyond. Like right now, he's fictitiously (at least I've never seen any proof) writing some "best selling" novel about space men and elves fucking. Seriously. The guy is my age, and these are his fantasies. I gave him 1 chance and went to lunch with him before. When I had to pay for my own food, that killed it even further. And then he tried to get a kiss. Loser.
Wally and I had a heart-to-heart the other day. I told him I think I'm ready to settle down again, and he told me "no, you're not." And just how can he make a call about me like that? "R, right now you're in too big of a selfish phase. You want everything to be about you, but you don't want to invest in anyone else. Just look how you're doing Red and Justin. You fuck Red and kick him out, you don't even want to give Justin the time of day anymore." They're just a couple of young "toy boys". "Wally, how can you say I'm not ready? I used to always invest everything about myself in a relationship". "Too much of yourself. But, what you did and what you're doing are 2 different things. You won't even go out with a guy right now, and if you do, you find a reason to shoot him down real quick." Maybe he's right. I hadn't taken inventory lately, and my "selflessness" might be low in stock right now. Damn. That kind of stings just typing that about myself. Sounds like I've done a 180.
Well, as always, you know the story doesn't end there. I forgot to tell you the update on Lawrence. Next post. I've just got to get up early, the new job is very demanding, and I'm gonna try and watch Family Guy before I doze off. Until the next post...
