Showing posts with label flake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flake. Show all posts

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Signs

So default crush and I flaked on each other. Like that's not a sign. He fell asleep after working out. I had a headache and didn't want to put on real pants. Looks like we're destined to be friends with sexual tension. This bodes well.

At least things only got complicated in my head and someone else can pounce me conflict free.
But I'm a little irked at myself for even pretending something could happen with default. I know the patterns of the friendship, and I know things won't happen with him.

Guess this shows how strong the lure a crush can be. But it also makes me feel like I'm still a 15 year old girl, desperate for someone to like her back.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Wipper snapers

I was invited to a going away party for someone a few weeks ago, and I had every intention of going, but I ended up flaking. A few days later, the pictures are posted on facebook and I thought:

Number one: Seriously, why is everyone so tan? It's December in Kentucky. Sandy white beaches we do not have. And it's December. In Kentucky. (and you look a little leatherish too).
And two: God, I'm too old for house parties of that nature.

I'm a bit glad I flaked.