I was sitting on someone futon with my legs in front of me. I could tell they were going to fall asleep quickly. And then I warded off a calf cramp, too!

Last night, I went to The Godmother's housewarming. I used to call her Special K here, but I think The Godmother is more suitable. It wasn't so bad seeing Dr. T's other woman again. She is such a nice girl. I wasn't sure if it was her, but I recognised her voice. For those not in the loop, Dr. T was someone that I was hoping to get involved with back in the fall. Not only was he wooing me, but he was also wooing someone else. We found out about this through The Godmother. Dr. T lost both of us.

And I was trying to be discrete about seeing Cute Butt Boy after the housewarming, but it was hard! I guess my friends saw me meet up with him, and since I am such a horrible liar, I told The Godmother I was going to see him. She asked me if I was still unattached, and I happily reported yes. I might go donate blood with him next week. He does it regularly; I've never done it. I just don't like the feeling of my blood being drawn out of it; I always say it's my life getting sucked right out of me.

I'm not sure if I am supposed to be telling him when I go on dates. He said he was fine with me dating, but I've no idea how much info I am supposed to divulge. I told him I was supposed to go out for dinner tonight, and he asked me if it was a date. I told him yes. And then later on when he was walking me ot my car, he asked me if I had been on any other dates since we last saw each other. Whatever we have going on actually works for me right now. I am glad.

Anyway, tonight...I was going to go out with Big Legs. It bugs me that he prefers to communicate through email instead of the phone when it comes to planning. I generally like to stay away from my computer when I am not at work. So...yesterday morning, I had an email from him about tonight (And I'm glad it took him 3 days to write back *eyes roll*). He asked if I could drive to him. At first, I emailed him back and said "okay, provided the roads were completely clear." I'd be driving up to a ski resort, and even though my car has snow tires, it really sucks in the snow, and I'd be on a highway that's known for lots of accidents. I didn't really want to take the risk. 

I was going to get back to him today and ask if I could get a raincheque. Not only because of the roads, but it's about 2 hour drive each way. Being that it's Sunday, and he wanted to meet up for dinner, and that I'm planning on getting up around 6 -6:30 tomorrow morning, I'd rather reschedule. Anyway, he took my original reply as that I didn't want to get together tonight. *shrugs* I guess the roads were bad. He didn't comment but he just gave a short "Hey Rosie. No worries about Sunday. Another time."

I've lost interest already.