BWAHAHHAA That's today's word. I love it! It's just another way of saying "runny nose." And logorrhea is an excessive flow of words :lol: What would be the term for tears? irorrhea??
I had some rhinorrhea last night. This morning, I am beat. That's what I get for going to bed at 3 am, but I guess that couldn't be helped.
Yesterday, I guess I had been thinking about Movieguy way too much (like all afternoon and into the evening). I even got a little weepy while driving past his building :? After the movie, I called him. I actually called him.
I guess I just wanted to call and see how he was doing. I wasn't sure if it was such a good idea because I wasn't sure how I was going to react by talking to him. Then he asked me if I wanted to meet up with for coffee or something then. Once again, I wasn't sure if it was such a good idea, but I agreed to it anyway.
We ended up chatting for ... I dunno...maybe 20 minutes, and I met up with him at his buildling. I was hungry, and we were going to eat. He offered to cook me something, but I declined.
We went to Denny's, of all places and had some Moons Over My Hammy -- man, were those good! Then he asked me if I wanted to go for a walk, and even though I said yes, our short walk ended at his building. He thought I was cold. We stood outside for a bit, and then we went up to his place.
And we stood some more at his kitchen counter and talked. He also asked me why I called him because he thought I would never talk to him again. I didn't think I would. I'm pretty good at not contacting exes. And truthfully, I told him that I just wanted to see how he was doing. I probably would not have called him if he wasn't all like "you can call me any time...write...email...*any* time" the last time we spoke.
Seeing him was okay. It was when he was holding me that was not so good. Why did he have to be so affectionate? What was him telling me that he missed me supposed to do?
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't hopeful for reconciliation at this point. But I'm sure it's forr the best that we things as they are and for me to just forget about him.
Ugh.
I am usually full of good ideas, but some times I come up with bad ones. WTH was I thinking?? I knew seeing him would be a bad idea.
UGH.
UGH!!!!
It was past 1:30, so he walked me back to the van, and I drove him back to his building. Parting ways was a little awkward. He seemed hopepful that I would talk to him again. *sigh* Why???