Drew was planning on coming over tonight after a work party. I was planning on having "the talk" with him.
He showed up an hour and a half late. I told him that I didn't think he was coming over because it was later than I anticipated and that I did not even get a courtesy call from him saying he was going to be late. He was buzzed up...and defensive. It was not the time or place to be having "the talk".
He stayed over for a while... I made us each a sandwich since I hadn't eaten yet and he needed to eat, we talked about misc stuff and he was okay to drive when he left.
And no big surprise that he was on match or checked his email and looked at a match email less than an hour ago. No excuses for this one. ::shaking head::
Disappointed...again.
Any who...I'm going over to his place Thursday. I invited myself over for the sole purpose of having "the talk" even though I told him I want to see his new buzz cut. I am brave and deserve more and since both of us will not have been drinking...I am going to bring things up and have "the talk" with him.
A friend of mine gave me the book, "he's just not that into you" because...well...they want me to wake up and smell the coffee.
I've smelled it. It stinks.
So why is it that I'm still wishing he tells me I am reading his actions incorrectly. Why do I wish this when I feel in my gut how he feels about things. Why do I make up excuses in my head for him? Why do I want to be with someone who treats me like this? Why do I value his friendship so very much? Why do I wish...all these silly school girl things about him? Why do I torture myself over this day after day?
Gosh, I think I stink, too.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
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