i have a good friend. the friend happens to be male. i try my darndest not to read too much into the relationship. but as a woman, i must overanalyse all things. it's simply in the job description of someone with mammary glands.
it's not that i don't love this guy. if i wasn't already on the "in line to get married" list (engaged, ok?), and he asked me out...i'd be tempted. he has one of the nicest hearts i've had the pleasure of knowing, he's hot as hell...but not perfect. no guy is. that is prolly the hardest lesson to ever learn...don't be puttin' yer man or woman friends on pedestals.
anyhow, we've known each other about three years. the curiosa festival was the starting point and the cool shoes just helped. let me tell you, these converse all-stars are prolly some of the most obnoxious shoes ever...they are basically black with converse all-star written all over them in light blue, red and pink. let's buck the trend here. it was a funny beginning. but i'm glad for it.
but i'm not here to rehash the friending of one bad jacket and mr guy here. simply put, it's a friendship that i'd rather not lose during our mutual lifetimes. (hmmm, i do like that phrase)
we're buddies. a person the other likes to talk to on occasion. txting and in person. the other night...a night of great rains in my neck of the woods (it was so windy that the rain was almost sideways) that didn't really stop for over 3 hours...i got invited to halloween in july. i always wonder why july, but i guess it's due to an acquaintance's birthday and he likes halloween...why i'll never know (my personal loathing of the holiday is another story) but whatever floats his boat. he also likes to wear flip flops and has incredbily ugly feet. most people who like flip flops do...which is why i try not to look down in this state because many people ... you get the drift and i digress... anyhow, so i asked mr guy if he was doing anything that night cos i was concerned for his safety. a manual drive and water don't mix too well...especially if you're gonna be a bit liquored up. so yeah, he says he hasn't seen me in a while (a week or two) so i should come to the party.
it really bothers me that he should miss me.
yes, i know friends like their friends and are allowed to miss them. i miss a couple of girl friends every now and then.
but this is a guy friend.
this is also a party where people sometimes get a little freaky and start removing items of clothing.
this could be embarrassing. he's hot. i said that already.
i didn't go to the party as i have no real means of dressing up. funny thing was, i could have gone as a punk or some such. and guess what mr guy was?
he was a punk.
it's not that we think alike or anything. never.
but the point of everything is...he likes to hang with me sometimes. it's not like he gets fresh...if anything, not fresh. he'll hug me if i hug him. but i've received a drunk i love you from him. and drink can be a truth serum.
but i'll never be able to confront him about his feelings for me. i just let him say what he wants when he wants. so for now, we're good friends. that's all.
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