Well that helped to clear up nothing!

Talked to Mason most the night Friday night on the way to my parents house. Saturday I showed up at his house at promtply 4 pm. It was very awkward. I could tell he was extremely nervous. We watched a movie, played some Wii and ended up going to a local bar. Somewhere in there we missed dinner which did not help to hinder my drunkenness. We had a really good time at the bar. Too good probably. He loosened up quite a bit and we had fun. Professor Stalker is calling and texting my phone and Mason has a blast messing with him. We leave the bar around 11, maybe? I couldn't even be sure on that. And that's just about the last thing I remember. Not good. Not good at all. We wake up the next morning and both feel like we got the crap kicked out of us. My head is pounding so hard I kind of want to cry. I decided to head home so we could both recover in private.

It wasn't a bad date by any means. It just wasn't the magical spectacle I was secretly hoping for. And of course, the missing pieces would sure be nice to fill in. Feel kinda weird asking him about what happened when we got home. There's just something insanely rude about that in my head. Grrr. A few texts with him yesterday and today. He's very busy at work. Will see if I hear from him tonight or not.


I sent Pella a WTF email this morning. Days when I'm crabby like this someone should probably take all forms of communication away from me. Until they invent that snazzy contraption I will just keep running my mouth and doing my thing, I guess. I highly doubt I will hear anything back from him. Speaking of not hearing anything back...tomorrow will be 20 days Mr. No Show free. Well, since I heard from him. I sent him my closure email 15 days ago but still, the point is, I'm still breathing and the world is still turning and my missing him subsides daily. Woo hoo!!