Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Boys are stupid. It confuses me.

Okay, here's the situation. Friday, as I think I may have mentioned here, I saw The Boy and he had all these plans for how the day would go, including coming to pick me up some point that night, and he never showed up and it seems that nobody in the way of friends heard from him.

Saturday, I knew I wouldn't see him because he had work and it was his brother in law's birthday. Sunday, he had to go to a work thing way far away for a store opening or some crap, and he then had intentions of getting a group of people together to clean his apartment from the party his former room mate had before leaving.

Last night, I come home from Nessa's at eight thirty, stop by his apartment ... he's not home. I can't get a ride (ghettos prevent my parents or my own sanity to allow me to walk that single block in the dark) until ten thirty, and I go over then and nobody answers, I'd assume at this point because he's sleeping and not because he's still at work.

So, here's my question ... remember how I noted he lives a block away from me? Why, world, does he not just (even with his life being so busy) walk that one measly block to give me some sort of update as to what the ever loving hell's going on?

So I end where I started ... boys are stupid.

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