My neurosis has a first name...it's b-o-y-s
At present, I'm stressed out over 'S.' I met him the other nite, after several cancellations and rescheduling. It seemed to go really well. We saw "Shrek 2" and grabbed a bite to eat. It was cute. He's cute. And almost exactly the way that I had imagined he would be. It's so nice to see things about people in person that you wouldn't have deciphered otherwise. Anyway, I had a really nice time with him.
Except.
I haven't heard from him really since then. He called me a few times on Friday to chit chat, but we more or less kept missing one another. Last nite I didn't heard from him at all, which was strange for us since he usually makes a point to call before he goes to sleep. I left two or three drunken messages on his voicemail before finally giving up.
It seems silly to assume that he's done with me, but I stress out and after not hearing from him, I'm thinking "Oh boy, what did I do wrong? Why is he not calling?"
Before I overanalyze this much more, I should probably go to bed. But I miss 'S' and I miss another one and if they don't call me soon, they'll both be fired. :)
...except I can't really do that.
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Arianne


