I must begin with Thursday night.

Let me introduce…

Mr. Thischickwillnotexgagerateanyenergytryingtofigureyouout, we met at Bad Dog for what turned into three or four I don’t remember drinks. Finally at 2 a.m. when it was last call I was relieved. I mean it was great, we talked, smoked, drank (I could spend the rest of my days that way). He was witty and sarcastic, charming, intriguing. When he stood up to kiss me it was hot and exactly what I needed. This girl has had no action. Once Bad Dogs doors had shut, it was time to head home. Boy was I wrong. A goodnight kiss didn’t just last there. He finally followed me home sometimes around 4 a.m. and then I sent him back home in his direction. That was then, this is now, I can’t figure him out.

Friday night, I had to recover. I stayed at home and just took it easy. I was starting to fall into a place were no one should be. Not having had some decent company and having ran into Mr. Greek a week before hand, frustration was on the horizon.

Saturday was looking up, I had no plans, but its a new day, something is going to go good for me. Well it started off rocky. I had a blind date that latest well, lets just say I had a transfer when I got back on the train and headed home. So now its 10 p.m. and I’m going bonkers, It took me over an hour to get ready, this is not going to waste. Hmm??? I pondered as my fingers ran up and down my phone. Mr. Awesome, I had nothing to lose. Next thing you know the texting war begun and 35 minutes later I am in my car and on my way over to his place. Yes! We went out to a bar and I got pretty tipsy. It was nothing less then awesome, because I was with Mr. Awesome. Finally got back to his place and got down to business. It was time for me to go home and him cuddling with me, just left me confused. Finally, I’m home still buzzing and shit! I didn’t have my keys. So I broke into my apartment hoping that the cops wouldn’t drive by and catch me on my knees.