so this guy i've been talking to for a while, who i've hung out with once and had a great time with, who i haven't been able to tell if he's interested in me or not, who i guess i've gotten a little crush on, well, found out tomorrow is his birthday. so i just asked him what his plans were. and i quote: "well a guy I'm sorta seeing is taking me out for dinner :)"
well, guess that answers that. i don't know what on earth makes me think that the few gay guys i meet that i actually have something in common with (and happen to be way, way, way out of my league because they're fucking hot and i'm curiously cute, at best) would actually, you know, be "interested" in me. am i destined to be the pathetic friend longing for a friend who wouldn't ever think of him "that" way?
gah.
oh, for those interested, the first two days back at my old new job ... weird. as i've said, and had told to me, "it's like i never left." which, when you put in context, is good in one sense, but really, really bad in others. today, i found myself kinda crossing some boundaries because i'm having to fix a year's worth of fuck-ups. well, i don't have to. but you know me, i have to fix fuck-ups. i do. it's the fucking virgo in me.
gah squared. more later.
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