Have you SEEN me?

Formerly Not So Much. . .the daily musings of a 26-year-old PYT whose self-love is superceded only by her obnoxiously endearing ability to remind you at all times just how fabulous she is. Guys too stupid to realize how lucky they are to be graced with her presence? Woman with 4-pack abs climbs onto the elliptical trainer next to her? Arrives at Chick-Fil-A at 10:37, only to learn she has missed her opportunity for a chicken biscuit? She throws all these setbacks off with disdain. . .after all, have you SEEN her??

Saturday, May 15, 2004

Hello? Inappropriate Drunk Dial

Ok, so I went to bed early last night in preparation for the multitudinous things I had going on for the weekend. I am now up early and on my way to pilates (go me!). However, I did take my cell phone to bed with me, for 2 reasons. I wanted to see if my prediction about sketchy Mike calling proved true (he's the guy from 2 months ago that I drunk dialed last weekend to tell him how his sketchy friend was either trying to hit on me or c$#@-block me, as I was trying to talk to Keith instead. . .I couldn't decide why you would try to hit on someone that you knew had hooked up with your friend, but whatever. . .). I weighed whether or not finding out if Mike would call me was worth waking me up, but I decided when I could tell him that no, I wouldn't meet him at XYZ bar, it would be worth it. I also wanted to see if Keith would call (whew! he didn't, further entrenching my belief that he is not skethcy and knows better than to call a girl at 1 AM from a bar).

But guess who did call? A guy from 2 months ago, that I met in a bar, that I never took home, who called me later the night I met him and a few days later and we talked for maybe like 30-45 minutes. He seemed nice enough, but I decided I wasn't really interested. But I didn't have to tell him we weren't on the same page because. . .he quit calling. Ok fine. He tried to get me to come out with him, like bar-hopping, one time, but I used the convenient excuse that my family was in town (they had, in reality, left that morning, and I used the excuse to go out and meet Sketchy Mike at a bar instead of this guy, Chad. Incidentally, that was also the night I met Scott. Oh, how it all falls together). So, he hasn't called in like 2 months. What is UP with that? You meet a nice girl who doesn't go home with you, doesn't meet you out at a bar the time you ask her to, and you then decide that it is somehow appropriate to call her at 1:20 AM from a bar 2 months later. He said he'd bee "out of town" or some such nonsense. Since I was obviously sleeping, he let me go, and will call me today. I'm not sure I'll be answering. I need to change his number to "unavailable" in my phone so I recognize it when he calls (Incidentally, when he called, I was like, why do I know this number? I never even put him in my phone).

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