|added Mon April 05 2004 at 10:56 PM
|Well, I guess that it's time that I just take the hint.
Yes, this is a continuation of the story of my pathetic love life, so if you don't wanna hear about it, or you only want to know me on a more professional level, then stop reading. However, since this is my personal platform for whatever I want, well, I'll talk about what's on my mind. Instead of making that disclaimer at specific points, perhaps I should make a blanket disclaimer at the top... I'll consider it.
Anyway, a little bit of background since I didn't write about it on Thursday (too much else going on). Wednesday night, I decided that I wanted to go out and do something. So, as I normally do when I get that feeling, I started thinking of what girl to call and do something *with*. The thinking process didn't take long, because as I've already said, I want to spend as much time as possible with Geneil (and Merry). So I called them up and asked if any cute girls wanted to go to Wendy's to get Frosties.
I drive, I buy, they come... Unfortunately, it still managed to backfire on me. I got a call a few minutes after they accept the invitation and Merry's asking if they can bring a friend. I reply, like always, that cute girls are always welcome, even if I don't know them (only somewhat joking...). Well, she answered that it was a guy. That's okay, groups are fun to be with.
Groups are fun to be with until two girls and TWO guys show up on your doorstep. Okay, I can live with this, it's okay if their friends come along...
Of course, it so happens that one of the guys happens to not be afraid to show his interest in Geneil. He kept joking about the fact they were going to get married. I was trying to get together with a couple cute girls that I really enjoy being with, and I end up being a chauffeur for somebody else's double date. For somebody else's double date with girls that I am interested in and that I paid for. I didn't pay for the guys, but when I invite girls out for a snack, I pay.
There's more to read. Read the extended entry.