So, he’s *not* blowing me off and he made plans in advance.  Score!

Here’s the thing:  I like you.  I really, really like you.  And I’m pretty sure you like me back.  But there are a few things we need to get straight.

First of all, it really bugged me when you didn’t go bowling with us on my birthday.  I know I said it didn’t, but it did.  And then you didn’t go with me to have dinner with my mom.  Also not a huge deal, but I hope this doesn’t mean you’re never going to hang out with my friends and family.  ‘Cuz I can’t have that.  It’s a deal breaker.

Also, don’t tell me you have a great idea for my birthday present and then fail to buy me anything. I honestly don’t care if you get me a present or not… but if you’re not going to get me anything, don’t say you are.  It’s not that hard.

Now, about this weekend– I had a really great time.  And I appreciate that you came out with my friends.  But, you stayed with your friends all night.  I kinda wanted to show you off. I wanted you to meet people. I wanted to be a couple. You were perfectly fine with being a couple when it came to making out in the booth (or in the bar… or the cab), but I wish you had been a little more outgoing with my friends.   Like you were the first time we went out with them.  Then again, I guess you had no other choice.

And, finally– about next weekend– I get that you don’t like to plan.  Fine.  And I get that you need/want your space.  But you told me you were coming into town.  And then you told me you weren’t.    Were you planning on coming to town and not telling me?  ‘Cuz thats bogus.  Yeah, I would’ve wanted to see you. And, yeah, it’s Valentine’s Day.  But I wouldn’t have made a huge deal out of it.   If you only had time to hang with your family, I would’ve respected that.  I would’ve been disappointed, but I would’ve understood.  I do not like being lied to.

The bottom line is this:  I’m not asking much of you, but I do expect the things I do to be reciprocated. I’m not willing to give more than I’m getting.  And some things (like friends, family, and honesty) are important to me.   I hope that these misunderstandings are just that, and can be remedied by me being a little more forthright about how I feel.   But if this is the start of some sort of pattern,  I might have to bow out.

XOXO

LBF

PS:  I’m not buying that whole “surprise” thing.  It’s time you just buck up and admit I’m your girlfriend.  Seriously, stop making excuses.

All is well in the world.

Things with The Brainiac are going well.  At least I think they are.  We spent the vast majority of my 10-day Christmas break together. We spent an entire week together,  including New Year’s Eve.  We went snowboarding last weekend.  I had dinner with his parents.  He called me his girlfriend.  He gave me an orgasm for the first time (well… I had to help a bit).  I told my mom and brother about him (HUGE step in my book).

I’m not quite in the head-over-heels territory I once was, but that’s not a bad thing.  I’ve gotten annoyed with him on occasion, but I’ve also learned to not get too worked up over things.    He saw some of my personality flaws and I think he can overlook them, so that’s encouraging.

I’m not sure where this thing is headed.  Everyone asks me if I think I’ll move up by him.  I’m not even CLOSE to worrying about that.  I’m looking forward to seeing him next month and wondering how I’m going to be able to wait that long.

I don’t know if this has potential to move into a Serious Relationship, but it’s definitely fun so far.  I just hope I’m not jinxing myself.

In other news… The Ex is back with his ex/love of his life.  I’m happy for him.

Had drinks with The Buddy
Made plans to watch The Frienemy’s dog
Hung out with The Republican
Received a text message from The Ex
Facebooked with The Good Guy 

And, most importantly…

Texted and talked on the phone with The Brainiac. 

And yet, I’m intentionally home alone on a Saturday night.  I could’ve hung out with The Buddy or The Republican, but I wasn’t feelin’ it.   The Brainiac won’t be back for another 10 days or so. I’m holding out for him.

Whatever will I do in the meantime?!?

As much as I like the convenience and ease of text messaging, there’s nothing quite like a nice phone conversation to get me all goo-goo-ga-ga.  We didn’t talk about anything important, but it was nice to hear his voice and know that he was making time for me.

He won’t be back here for over a week, but he said he’d call.  I’m sure he will.  Yay!

This weekend was fine.  I went out for happy hour with The Buddy and one of his friends, let’s call him B for now.   I’ve hung out with B on numerous occasions and generally, by the end of the night, we end up flirting a bit. 

I was also texting The Brainiac all night, in between shots. 

After I got home, I wasn’t hearing back from The Brainiac, so I decided to text B.  Bad idea.  He called and texted a couple more times.  And then called again the next day.  He’s a super nice guy and I might consider dating him under certain circumstances, but I’ve got my heart set on The Brainiac.

I think I was just wanting the immediate gratification of hearing from a guy who likes me.  Even if I don’t plan on acting on it, I like knowing that I couldhave a guy… that he wants me.   I’m definitely addicted to the attention, which is something  I don’t get a lot of from The Brainiac.

When he’s in town, I get lots of attention from him.  And when he’s gone, we have some pretty amusing text conversations.  But he doesn’t call just to talk. 

I’m not much of a phone talker, either.  But I find it weird that–out of all the guys I talk to on a regular basis, he’s the only one who doesn’t really call me.   The Republican calls me.  The Ex calls me.  Hell, even B and The Buddy called me this weekend.

Whats up with that?