Not Waiting
Oct. 27th, 2016 09:34 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thepnutgalleryHad a great day at work. Got all the eservice done, mail processed, feeling like I'm ahead of the current on claims. The lights, but not the computers, went out part way through the day, so I had the brilliant idea to open my curtains. S-M-R-T, that's me!
Paul had wanted to get together, but I didn't see him online. He's on East Coast time, and said he'd be getting done around 2-3. I sent him a hello at 3:30, and there was no response. But I did see him post to FB that he was having trouble Bedazzling something.
I'm not missing out on things because of someone else flaking, so I hit the gym on the way home, just did muscle work until I thought I thought my arms would snap off or my legs give out. He messaged me while I was there, explaining that the week had flown by (we talked on Tuesday), and he still had so much to do in the next two days. I asked what all he needed to get done, other than me, and then he didn't respond.
Nowell had also put me in his calendar for today, though we hadn't set a time. He wasn't online all day. Mikey Serrato did hit me up, but just mentioned he was going costume shopping while broke. I offered a few of them, he settled on the cop costume. I hadn't even showered from the gym yet, which I'll grant I should have done much sooner, when Dimitri came home and jumped in the bathroom for the next 45 min getting ready for a date. I've also noticed that the living room is looking pretty rough. A lot of that, I imagine, is simply him not having any place to put his stuff. And some of that is Tim leaving behind plates, mugs, mail, etc., and some of that is me. But some of that is also Dimitri. I'll be glad to get my apartment back. Except then Tim called, asking if, once Dimitri is gone, his dad can stay there intermittently for a few weeks while Tim gets things sorted. It's not certain, and for all that his dad is ideologically at odds with much of my life, he's always been a fine houseguest in the past.
Mikey finally did come over, I gave him the uniform, we chatted but didn't fuck. He mentioned a lot of people know him from his server job, but don't say hi, and then he doesn't say hi, and then everyone thinks he's a bitch. He also mentioned he's always wanted to get to know me better and hang out with me. Any time someone very popular says that it sets my hackles up, thanks to teen movie tropes everywhere.
Mum called just as I was going to bed, but we mostly talked across each other. When I tell her I get frustrated talking to Julian because I know there are words that would help him, but I don't know them because I'm not a psychologist, her reply is that I should tell him what's in my heart.
Someone messaged me from a downtown hotel. Not unattractive, and in my younger days I'd have made the trip. But he didn't push for it, and I wasn't asking.
Paul had wanted to get together, but I didn't see him online. He's on East Coast time, and said he'd be getting done around 2-3. I sent him a hello at 3:30, and there was no response. But I did see him post to FB that he was having trouble Bedazzling something.
I'm not missing out on things because of someone else flaking, so I hit the gym on the way home, just did muscle work until I thought I thought my arms would snap off or my legs give out. He messaged me while I was there, explaining that the week had flown by (we talked on Tuesday), and he still had so much to do in the next two days. I asked what all he needed to get done, other than me, and then he didn't respond.
Nowell had also put me in his calendar for today, though we hadn't set a time. He wasn't online all day. Mikey Serrato did hit me up, but just mentioned he was going costume shopping while broke. I offered a few of them, he settled on the cop costume. I hadn't even showered from the gym yet, which I'll grant I should have done much sooner, when Dimitri came home and jumped in the bathroom for the next 45 min getting ready for a date. I've also noticed that the living room is looking pretty rough. A lot of that, I imagine, is simply him not having any place to put his stuff. And some of that is Tim leaving behind plates, mugs, mail, etc., and some of that is me. But some of that is also Dimitri. I'll be glad to get my apartment back. Except then Tim called, asking if, once Dimitri is gone, his dad can stay there intermittently for a few weeks while Tim gets things sorted. It's not certain, and for all that his dad is ideologically at odds with much of my life, he's always been a fine houseguest in the past.
Mikey finally did come over, I gave him the uniform, we chatted but didn't fuck. He mentioned a lot of people know him from his server job, but don't say hi, and then he doesn't say hi, and then everyone thinks he's a bitch. He also mentioned he's always wanted to get to know me better and hang out with me. Any time someone very popular says that it sets my hackles up, thanks to teen movie tropes everywhere.
Mum called just as I was going to bed, but we mostly talked across each other. When I tell her I get frustrated talking to Julian because I know there are words that would help him, but I don't know them because I'm not a psychologist, her reply is that I should tell him what's in my heart.
Someone messaged me from a downtown hotel. Not unattractive, and in my younger days I'd have made the trip. But he didn't push for it, and I wasn't asking.
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