When I get something in my head, I'm dogged to the point of ridiculousness. Yet clueless at the same time. Something the friend units have been reminded of in the past 24 hours.
I think I may be crushing (read: god, I totally am!) on the DJ guy, but I've found myself faced with the task of building up some confidence to do a little chase. I'm so rusty. I don't have any recollection of how I got over before. Dumb luck? Good looks? Bold pursuers? Take your pick.
I've been driving everyone apeshit as I constructed a note on Friendster. It took me like a day to write four breezy lines with input from Jay, Steven, Bill, both Cs, and even Farmer. So bonkers. Hilarious was the battle of the sexes that developed where Steven and Farmer were all "be bold and say, 'the ball is in your court!'" where Jay and girl C vetoed that because there was no point in being too far out on that limb. The most interesting piece of advice was from Bill who said that saying "I'd like to chill" implied that "I'd like to erm, fuck." My response was "yeah...and?" but I cut it.
I think there's something to be said for just being really silly over people. Keeps life fresh. Yesterday, I was semi-depressed by a poston Jay's site about the damned book I'm intrigued with and think of as emotional krypotonite as the same time. Like we don't fucking know it when they're not into us! Come on! It's straight up common sense. But, sometimes you don't want to be all logical. If you did everything the way you're supposed to all the time, you wouldn't be living your life. And sometimes when you think he's just not that into you, maybe he's just busy (and so are you), so when he shows without a doubt that he is, it's a nice reward for holding out hope. The Director has proved me right on that front before. You've got to strike that balance between cautious and open.
But, I'm not hovering at my email box waiting for a reply. No...no, I'm not. I swear.
Posted by Candicissima at October 19, 2004 03:57 PM