Who needs you when I've got thirty-two.
Feb. 23rd, 2004 02:02 amIt's been almost a week since I broke up with the boy, in no uncertain terms, yet he has not stopped calling/texting/IMing me, using any excuse to invite me over/out to dinner/for coffee/to hang out, even though he claims he's admitted to himself that I'm not interested.
I'm coming to understand he wants to be friends.
Now, allow me a moment, as this is something that more often than not does take me by surprise.
( I'm a bit of a freak as far as the 'normal' standard is concerned. )
Anyway. I'm overtly weird, and I mostly don't get when others (not within fandom, that's another situation entirely) nonetheless gravitate to me.
[ETA: Eee! Lance brought the boyfriend! And the sexy (he's scruffy again! *swoon*), but also the boyfriend! *claps with glee* Also, Jon kept me aprised of Johnny's win for Best Actor, at which I may have squealed. Because yo, the genius in basing a character on Keith Richards alone should win him many a prize.]
I'm coming to understand he wants to be friends.
Now, allow me a moment, as this is something that more often than not does take me by surprise.
( I'm a bit of a freak as far as the 'normal' standard is concerned. )
Anyway. I'm overtly weird, and I mostly don't get when others (not within fandom, that's another situation entirely) nonetheless gravitate to me.
[ETA: Eee! Lance brought the boyfriend! And the sexy (he's scruffy again! *swoon*), but also the boyfriend! *claps with glee* Also, Jon kept me aprised of Johnny's win for Best Actor, at which I may have squealed. Because yo, the genius in basing a character on Keith Richards alone should win him many a prize.]