  I’m drunk off your kiss For another night in a row This is becoming too routine for me... And it’s all right to pretend That we still talk It’s just for show, isn’t it? It’s my fault that it fell apart Just maybe you need this... You were everything I wanted But I just can't finish what I started There's no room left here on my back It was damaged long ago Though you swear that you are true I still pick my friends over you "My Friends Over You" - New Found Glory Life is truly an amusing thing. This is an undeniable statement. Feeling tranquil and excited in a way. Last night was a bust with Shane. He texted me "hey what are you up to tonight" and since I have no will power I entangle myself in a text message conversation.
I end up running in to him at McAlans. We chat for a few minutes but he's kind of aloof and such. i'm not sure if it was because he was drunk or what the deal was. Anyhow, end up talking to these two hoosier guys about my frustration and they think the situation is hilarious, and that Shane is probably the biggest tool ever. In fact, every single guy last night told me point blank that he must be gay. Or a really big pussy.
It's good to know that I'm not crazy. Anywhow, the night culminates with a not so stable phone conversation where I'm like: look, I like you, you seem like a cool guy and I'd like to hang out with you and I was under the impression that you felt the same way. But I'm confused as all hell what you mean by the stuff you do and say so, if you want to hang out with me, then give me a call. Sound familiar? Yeah, hmmm, wasn't this the same speech I gave him Friday night? Which only proves his toolness.
But he keeps texting me and I keep responding. Yes, I know. I will STOP responding. So feeling dejected, trying to avoid advances from Gavin, who has been trying to get on me since my days of fucking Tom and I really wish he wasn't such a loser. I was so mad and annoyed I said "I want to get so drunk that even Gavin looks good. " And everyone was like whoa...get this chic a drink!
Anyhow, went with Melissa to Mike's house where Van, Willie, Mike and two other random dudes were just hanging out playing poker. Bored and drunk I was going to drunk dial Richard again but my eyes grazed down one more entry to Rob (19-year old from Social psych class). Gosh wouldn't it be fun to leave him a drunk message? Doesn't matter right? Haven't talked to the boy since mid-June and I'll probably never even see him again. Well...he answers and was so excited to talk to me you would think he'd won the lottery.
Weird...so anyways we chit chat for a few minutes then he asks me out for coffee! Go figure. So I guess we're supposed to do that this week. I'll just have to drive up and meet him assuming that my mom is okay. I'm thinking i want to see how she's feeling by Thursday cuz maybe I'll go to work Friday or something. Dunno.
Anyhow it's just exciting to remind myself that Shane isn't the only intellectual, liberal guy that I'm going to ever meet. Hello, Rob flew to D.C. for the abortion rally and I just remember chatting with him cuz we'd been to a lot of the same protests for the war. So what if he's 19...it'll be fun just to make a new friend. Maybe I'm just trying to reduce dissonace but at this point I really don't give a shit. Oh I can't wait for a new pool of boys to play with! 
