So, one of the drawbacks of social networking is that it's obviously sort of hard to keep secrets...
When I first moved to FL 12 or 13 years ago, I could come home to visit relatively under the radar. If I wanted to see someone, I'd call them. Sometimes, I was only here for a few days. Sometimes, it was the holidays and I was bogged down with family stuff. Sometimes, in all honesty, I was coming here for an escape from being social and I just wanted to lay on my parent's couch and eat cereal out of the Cookie Monster bowl while I watched Nickelodeon. Don't judge.
Now though, with facebook and twitter and whatever else, everyone knows when I am home. For the most part, this is great. I have been afforded some longer trips lately, and I LOVE catching up with the girls or having a drink with some of the guys that I love and miss.
It's things like what happened last night that make me miss the anonymity, LOL.
As back story, there is a guy I have known more than 20 years (Michelle, Becky, Kim...if you are reading this you will know who I am talking about)...as a friend and nothing more. As a matter of fact, in high school, I actually messed around with his BROTHER for awhile. Me, and every other girl within a 45 mile radius of Detroit...but I digress. So when I was visiting MI in February, he and I ended up going out for drinks one night. He's a local television personality, so a bunch of girls in the bar were seeming kind of nosy. Well, to him anyways. They asked him for a pic, big whoop, and so he decided going back to his place was the way to finish out the evening.
Are you all shaking your heads yet? Do you see where this is going? Do you see how naive I am? LOL
To make a long story short, I told him flat out in these exact words, "Fine, but I'm telling you, I am NOT having sex with you."
And I didn't. Despite the fact that he put a porn movie on, tried to ply me with Bo Schembechler wine, and excitedly pointed out that his bathroom had red lights in it. Because I am NOT a porn star myself, lol. I won't even get into what else he tried enticing me with.
Last time I was here, he utilized a steady stream of text messages to try to get me to come back over for a do-over. I told him I was having a girls night with my friends and he told me to bring one of them with me. I told him I had developed feelings for someone and there was just no way I was going to mess around on him. He told me my timing sucked.
Here I am, a month later, back again.
And last night, I get a text..."u in town? what u doing tonight?"
Fuck.
"Girl's night." On the couch, watching Tosh.0 with my mom and Brennan. But he doesn't need to know that LOL.
"Let's hang."
"Maybe we can have a drink while I am in town." This means two things...MAYBE and IF I decide to see you, it means A DRINK, in a PUBLIC PLACE.
"Awesome. Call me later if you need a booty call."
"ok."
"Make it happen."
WTF?
First of all, if a month ago I said I wasn't going to sleep with you because I had feelings for someone, what makes you think that that has changed? Regardless of if it has or not, he would have no way of knowing...so right there, you're disrespecting some other guy, and you're disrespecting me because I told you it wasn't happening. Second of all, I'm not 23 and you haven't picked me up at the club with the express purpose of taking me home, fucking me, and sending me on my way as soon as we finish. Do NOT insult me with the term "booty call", whether that is what it is or not. Third of all, the last time I was with you, you told me you had gained so much weight and that you had peaked in high school, and the days where you could get any girl had passed you by....except for girls that want you because you are on tv. Um, ok...so what is that supposed to say about me? Your days of getting any girl that really wants you are over, so...? Fourth of all, telling me that you have wanted me since you were 12 and used to sit on my bed and watch me sleep just really creeped me out. If you were Edward in Twilight, maybe...but you aren't.
So yeah, tonight, I'm going to lay on my mom's couch, with the Cookie Monster bowl, and probably turn my phone off, just in case.
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