2004-04-14 - 12:21 a.m.
ok, so i've been very lax. here's something new. i went out with this guy twice. he was so weird. he's 29 and still working on a masters. not back working on a masters, still working on a masters. he's had trouble with his thesis or something. so, the first time, we went to an indian place. i've never had indian food, and i gotta tell you, it's not my fave. my throat started closing up in protest. ew. but the conversation was somewhat nice. he was funny, but talked about this married girl who has a crush on him a lot. he called me a couple more times and talked about this chick some more. how she annoys him, how he wishes she would stop, etc. a few days later, we go out to a coffee place. i was like, let's meet at 8. i had told him the first time we talked that i am notoriously late and he was like, so what time will you actually be there. ok, haha. he would not let it go. we went back and forth and i was finally like, ok, so how about 8:30? he goes, no, 8. geez. we sat and chatted about (let's all say it together) this girl who, apparently, is obsessed with him. so...she's obsessed with him? hmmm....and that's why he talks about her all the freaking time. according to what he said, her one saving grace is that she's "hot." that's why he continues to hang out with her. ewwwwwww. after an hour or so of his intermittently bitching about this girl and saying "i'm really not good with women," (really...no, i can't belive it!)we get up to leave. i go to my car and he just hangs around there. i'm thinking, do i just jump in my car? is he leaving? what's going on here? he finally went back to his car and i went home. the next day he calls me and goes on about this woman and school, etc. out of the blue, he says "i just want you to know that i don't see this becoming anything more than a friendship." ok, what? did i ask him to have my babies? no. last freaking straw. i told him he was a little screwed up and i was going to hang up. so i did. last night, i IMed him to see if he was going to stop being weird. he was like, i don't know what you're talking about. he went on to say that after i hung up he felt really bad. then the next day he decided he shouldn't feel bad because he "wasn't the one to lose my temper." ok, enough. i totally let him have it. talking to this guy was like talking to a 16 year old girl. you know, the ones who believe the world is breathlessly anticipating their arrogant, self- absorbed opinions about the world. but he's not a 16 year old girl. he should know better. he's a jerk. and now he knows it. rar! i hate boys! i'm so going gay.
