Only Myself to Blame

Ryan and I had plans to meet today for brunch. Friday afternoon he e-mailed me that he didn’t think it would work out this morning, as there were some work-related issues he had to take care of, and suggested we have a later lunch or maybe meet up on Sunday.

This morning, about 10, he IM’d me that he was getting ready to leave work. So I asked him if he wanted to still go out today or tomorrow … and he said, “How about we stay in???” Fuck you. He said he was “just putting it out there” and I replied, “like you have been all week!” Then he says that it was a two-way street, blah blah blah … and I replied, “It’s called flirtation, witty banter …” When he said, “well, maybe tomorrow,” I was pissed. I replied, “Yeah, maybe …” and the conversation fell apart after that. He signed off and then I sent him the following message:

so this exchange seems to pretty much sum up our relationship:
I suggest going out to eat as a fun thing to do
You see it as a way to get laid
I don’t know what to tell you
Other than point out that, once again, you’re the one who keeps coming back
Why?
If you’re not interested in getting to know me as a person, then just stop, okay?
You’re not doing either one of us any good

I am mad at him for being a dick, but I KNOW that he’s like that. What was I thinking? To pile on to my pissy mood, Jesse still hasn’t called and I haven’t talked to the first Mark since Monday. At least I have my date this evening with newest Mark to look forward to … and a facial (courtesy of Ryan’s birthday gift certificate!) and a haircut to soothe my soul. Perhaps a stop off at Sephora for lipstick on the way downtown tonight will work. This guy’s a former actor so surely he can handle a little red-lipstick-induced drama!

∗ Posted by Monique on 11.19.2005
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