Bobby T. and the gang

It’s been a crazy couple days. I think I am about to push the Brian thoughts to the side, because he is seeming a little distant these days. I know he has a lot on his mind, and I will always be here for him, but a girl can’t put her life on hold for a guy that may never even swing back into her life. So, I have been going out lately. Not with the intention of meeting people, but I have met a few.

On Wednesday night, we decided to go to Stadium, because it’s cheap and we wanted to get a little pre drinking done before we hit the late bars. (Something strange just happened- I was trying to type, and no matter what, I couldn’t type what I wanted to. Instead of hit, my hands typed hate. Instead of done, my hands type something starting with DU… strange) So, we go to Stadium and we run into a friend of ours: Mikey, our server at Fridays who gave us everything for free. We talked with him a bit, had a few drinks, then headed to Dakotas. Why I felt the need to drink excessively? I do not know, but I did.

I walk up to the bar, and this guy told me his friend wanted to talk to me. I looked at his friend, and recognized him from somewhere: I saw him in a play at Harper years ago. We chatted a bit, but I was really more interested in his friend. So, I went back to my group, occassionally walking over to talk to Bobby (the friend). I was trying to get him to dance, but he wouldn’t, I was trying to get him to take off his coat, but he wouldn’t. Finally, he meandered over to our table and casually sat down. Mikey thought he was cute too, so I didn’t object when he pushed me into his lap. We talked for a bit and he was putting his arm around me and things of that nature. It was fun.

At one point in the evening, I looked on the dance floor and who do I see? Tammy… the girl that wants to kick my ass for keeping up conversation with her ex-boyfriend. When I told this to Bobby (as I was ducked behind his shoulder and practically under the table, hiding in fear) he looked at me and said, “That thing used to have a boyfriend?” He told me he would protect me at all costs. It was cute. We danced a bit, and I realized that my ride, Candice, had not shown up yet. I asked Bobby if he could drive me and Mike back to our cars if she did not show up. He said he would. Well, Candice showed up, but Bobby still wanted to drive me back to my car. So, I left with him and J.B.

J.B. was the guy that wanted to talk with me originally, but I found out he actually had a girlfriend, AND a mistress. We dropped him off at his mistresses house, but not before he gave Bobby a pill. “What is it?” he asked. “Just take it- it is for hangovers.” Only after Bobby took it did J.B. tell him it was actually viagra, and that “you two kids should enjoy yourselves tonight.”

We enjoyed ourselves, but did not have sex. We had to make one more step by his friends house to drop off keys. So, we are in the car, he’s playing with my hair, and he starts kissing me. And we just made out for like an hour, which I have not done with a guy in forever: Just make out, no sex. It was fun. I wrote down my number, but realized after I had left his company that I thought I gave him the wrong number. He was supposed to call me Thursday night, but never did. He finally got a hold of me last night, apologized for not calling, and he is going to call me tonight. I forgot I was going to be downtown tonight though. Oopps.

He is adorable, completely my type: Tall, skinny, dark hair, great smile, not to mention he is loaded. I don’t really care about money though. I was so excited when he called. I don’t know what to think though: I mean, I can’t wait for Brian forever. He has to make a little effort as well. So, I’ll just wait for him to call me and I guess we will just be friends for now. Who knows though? By the time he actually calls me, I could be dating Bobby 🙂 I just can’t sit around and wait though. It’s his move.

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Aww Bobby sounds sweet! Wow I wish I lived up near Chicago. *sigh* Instead, I’m stuck down here near Kankakee. But anyways…I’ve been reading your diary for quite some time now and just wanted to leave a note. Good luck with Bobby!

February 22, 2003

Your situation reminds me a lot of my own. It’s definately got a similar theme. I don’t know what I’d do if my ex turned around and made the effort I need him to make for me… and at the same time I don’t know if I am ready to move on for that glimpse of hope I seem to hold on to. I don’t want him and do want him at the same time. Its tricky. I am having fun though. Seems like you are too…

February 22, 2003

… though the fun is tainted. It’s almost like guilty pleasure. Sometimes I just feel like I’m just killing time with these people. I don’t want to feel like that. Maybe in time that will change. I think I need to let myself go with the flow a bit more like you seem to be… although I doubt I’ll shake those thoughts we seem to get at the back of our minds… not for a while at least.