Today

I almost called you today. I reached for the phone and then remembered. I had the conversation anyway. I would of started the conversation in the middle like i usaly do and you would of said " hI" with the inflection in the wrong spot like you usualy do and we would talk about what we did the night before. Me starting first, in my shameless attempt to make you like me more, I would start to tell you about him and tell the same things I have told you a million times before and then I would ask about your day and you would tell me about how lame be-bo was and I would come up with some brillient plan to make things better and I would explain to you an entire conversation I would never ACTUALY have and with full intentions on having it you would remind me...Im full of shit. I would then bring up our group and how sucky things are now and you would agree and then we would talk about fixing it and then you would become busy and have to go. Thats who we are. I guess I feel a lil stale thinking of it now.

In other " Not just for one person" news,
I found me a hottie mc hottie at work today. He's geeky cute and will at least be able to fill that huge gaping hole of lonelyness until I find something real. Speaking of that of the unreal; he wants to go to the movies, im proud of him.