It'd be nice if they could listen!

It's not even a mercury retrograde, but I've had all these exes pop up in the last month. It's wwweeeird. First, Big C, then the P Man, and now the Handyman.

The Handyman first emailed me about my complex because he had a friend interested in a couple of the units. But then he MSNed me (He's not on my list anymore), and was chatting me up about how I was doing. Once again, I am amazed at how great some people's memories are about me when I don't remember much about them. I think when someone exits my life, I forget a lot. People who are actually in my life are amazed how much I do remember about them!!

Anyway, the Handyman was asking me if I needed anything done at my place, and I told him I needed a couple of things hung up. He offered to come by to help me out, and then we could go grab a bite to eat. I asked him about his wife. I told him he could help me out, but that was it. We talked some more and he asked me when I had become so moral. *eyes roll* Anyhow, he was going to come by this morning, but he never did. I had also changed my mind about having him over at all but since I didn't have his number, I taped a note to the buzzer saying that I was not in. When I went later to see if the note was still there, it was. I'm glad I didn't have to deal with him.

Last night I was supposed to see a movie with Mr. National Geographic Shoes, but he bailed. He and his gf are on a break now, but he's not very enticing to me anymore. He is but he isn't.  Instead, I hung out with Poola who had just returned from her trip to China. She brought back some really nice knockoffs! While we were having dinner, Cute Butt Boy text messaged me and asked if I wanted to hang out since he was in Richmond.

I told him sure but no hanky panky. We never did talk again about the possibility of dating each other. It was really late by the time he came over. We went to bed, and he made breakfast. Why does he like eating burnt eggs?? I don't get it. I never say anything because he's nice enough to cook breakfast. I really think we should have had a talk. Now I feel like I did something wrong, like I led him on or something. Well, no. He is still not looking to me as a gf. So it's as if I never told him I couldn't sleep with him anymore. Like I am believable anymore. I think I am going to just have to tell him what should not have happened.

And I don't even feel guilty.