One Short of a Strike

To keep things short, I had a great evening saturday night. Fil and I went to YD to meet and eat, then bowling, then the park to chill and get a little dirty. I had to lead the way though in that department. I first led him to my boobs and then he took it from there. By our second and third game at bowling, I got better but he still beat me in the end. A few times, I was one pin away from getting a strike. Isn't that ironic (you'll see why as you continue). I got home at a relatively decent hour--midnight. I couldn't have--had I taken the subway so I'm doubley glad I took the car. I'm not too sure now if we can be in it for the long hall. That night we moved too fast to tell if there's anything meaningful there. I'd like to think there is but I have to get serious.

Anyway, however it turns out I've resolved to not like him too much. I've actually been forcing myself today to distance my feelings for him a little. I just can't get too emotionally attached in case it doesn't work out with him. Yes, it sounds like it's a rather destructive mentallity but I know I won't be able to handle it if I end up truly falling for him and he discovers later on that he really doesn't feel the same way. It has happened once before but I never let it happen again. And I'm not about to start now. So, mark my words, I won't get all torn up over him if it falls apart.

The project at work is nearing an end, at least with the preliminary stuff. Then we go to editing, layout, key pages, and the works. I'm aiming to finish the foundation all by the end of August so that way I can focus on doing supply work or LTOs even.

An interesting development that recently bubbled up is I reunited with my cousin Dali. She's not back home. She is in another country making plans to come to Canada. We haven't seen each other since we were babies but I still feel like I miss her. I can't wait to see her.

GW

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