I knew this would happen. It was an omen that I jammed around the corner from his parents on Saturday, and then I had a dream about him last night.
I got an email from him last night. He was teaching in Russia....just got back on the weekend.
My life is a freaking soap opera and I hardly date!!! What the hell?
Yeah, just turned my iPod on here at work. One of his favorite songs, "Rockstar" by Nickelback.
Wants to see me.
I think the universe likes to fuck with me. I really do.
What do I do now? I responded back to him, as nicely as I could. Part of me wants to see him, the other part of me wants to punch him (the part of me that wants to see him is the lustful part, he's hot, hence the name). He's owes me a minimal amount of money, $40 and wants to give it back to me (hey, I'll get my moolah back, no arguments), let's go get a beer, feels guilty about it yadda yadda.... but I really do have the urge to deck him.
I'm going back to banging my head on the desk.