A few weeks later, Austin Strait asked me to go ice skating with him. I was a bit taken aback, given his tryst with my roommate and all. I didn't know how to respond really, so I invited my other roommate along with us to make sure he knew it was a platonic thing, and because she really wanted to go ice skating. I talked to Hott Erik about it, and he said that Austin was probably hurt that I invited C2 along. Whoops. I didn't want to hurt his feelings or anything, but I thought it was, admittedly, weird that he wanted to go on a date with me after being interested in my roommate.
So C1 & C2 sat me down one night to tell me that they thought I should give Austin Strait a chance and go on a real date with him. They talked me throught it, and I decided...you know what, I think that's a good idea. I should give him a chance. Well, that night, I was gchatting with Hott Erik & this happened:
Hott Erik: So, are you a good snuggler?
Me: Yes. The Best. Are you?
Hott Erik: Yes. The Best.
Me: Well, then it looks like we should snuggle.
(disclaimer: I did not foresee the following response, nor was I intending to illicit it)
Hott Erik: Your place or mine?
Me: Mine.
(disclaimer: I still did not think he was serious)
Hott Erik: I'm on my way.
Approximately 4 minutes later, Hott Erik showed up on my doorstep at 11:45pm. Note: this was the second time I'd ever seen him, the first being the meeting on the street/game watching party. In my head, I'm thinking, "Oh god, I just got myself into a situation where he's going to think I wanted to hook up and I barely know him and don't want to be a slut" and all other manner of stream-of-consciousness. I feigned normalcy and he came in. And believe it or not, we snuggled. And talked. Until 3am, when I walked him out and he gave me a kiss on the cheek.
Needless to say, I'm more than a tad confused. I was later asked if I'd like to snuggle again soon. It hasn't happened yet (I'll keep you posted). Is snuggling the new dating? Is gchatting a form of foreplay? He doesn't even have my phone number, for goodness sake.
I guess that kind of screwed things up with Austin Strait too. We never did go ice skating. We haven't seen each other since, actually. I asked him once why we never hang out, and he said I had given him the heisman. Yeah, I didn't know what that meant either. Again, whoops. I like both of them, and truthfully I would gladly date either of them. But somehow I feel like they figured it'd be best to neither one make a move for the sake of the other. And where does that leave me? Getting screwed. Or, if we're going to take the words literally, not.
Friday, January 9, 2009
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