Patience

I was right. I got chastised for staying up so late. But I won’t stay up too late tonight. I’m beat, I need to change my contacts and I’m nice and relaxed any ready to fall into bed. By 3 a.m.

So I finally got e-mail from someone tonight! It was quite a pleasant surprise when I got home. Capt. Dipshit didn’t bother to reply to my note from yesterday, but no shock there. Anyway, he is interested in going out, it’s just a matter of coordinating schedules. I’ve said that before. He says dating him can be a “challenge” and that he thinks I’m “more than capable.” He also mentioned that getting into and out of trouble can be a lot of fun. The chase begins.

Mom called today. She asked if I had talked to dumbass lately. I told her about the conversation we had last week and how I told him off. She also agrees it’s about time I got angry, and that he should have expected it. I think it’s a good sign I can talk about things being final without getting choked up. Mom was shocked it was over so quickly. Twenty days is too fast, I agree. But now that I’m free (for lack of a better word) … I don’t know. I’ve grown to enjoy my independence. Hearing from S tonight has given me optimism I didn’t have yesterday. I know he’s interested; now it’ll take forever for us to get together. I’m OK with that. There’s no rush. He’s not going anywhere, neither am I. As much as I’d like someone to spend time with someone on a regular basis, I’ve got a few things I’d like to do before I get into anything committed. (Read: casual sex.)

Kinda in a weird mood right now. Tired, but there are things I want to do … mostly adding more songs to iTunes (current count: 3219 with more on the way!). I’m addicted to my music collection. What can I say?