Well I’ve learned a nice lesson. Never go to bed when you’re pissed off. I hardly got any sleep and I ache all over this morning. If I didn’t have a project that had to be completed, I probably would have called out today.
Regardless, aside from last night’s “conversation” – the rest of the weekend wasn’t too bad. Chris came over *gasp* on Friday to watch the Buffy tapes and we did dinner and shopping, then Saturday I called Michael to see if he wanted to hang out. It was lunchtime so we said to give me a call after he was done eating… I was done in about 45 mins or so, didn’t hear from him, so I did laundry and cleaning, and still didn’t hear from him. 3 or 4 hours later he calls and asks what’s up. I let him know I’m making dinner. I sometimes just don’t understand the motivations of others.. maybe that’s why I don’t have that many friends. Eventually ended up meeting up with him and had a fun evening, but at one point I had no idea what we were doing or where we were going, and he didn’t feel the need to tell me. We went bowling until about 1:30 or so. So it cost me a little of my sanity to finally get to the fun part, is that an equitable tradeoff? Sunday I visited Adam at his new place, he was in Richmond for about a year, then moved back up here. It made me realize more than ever (only further backed up by Chris’ admission last night) that I want to move, and that I should get myself to a place where I am ready to do it on a moment’s notice. I looked in the Blade this weekend and there was a lovely ad for a townhouse share in Falls Church, VA, for $600 a month! So yeah, I need to feel some things out, maybe just start packing for the hell of it, who knows?