He bores her

Because sometimes the universe has perfect timing, I have a couple hours to kill as I fly back to New York and an email exchange that spans many, many pages. It will most likely end up being part of a mini-series (which might happen occasionally for days with excessive emails). Yes, it’s just that good. Well, I think it’s just that good.

First, a little setup of the events that took place the night before. As was mentioned in the last post, we had met up with some friends for a night on the town to conclude my cousin’s visit. It was supposed to be a laid back evening of a couple beers to show that New York isn’t always go go go. Well, I apparently lied and the night was a fantastic evening that ended far later than it should have but was well worth it. Natalie was only able to partake in the early part of the evening given her jobs and early alarm clock. Mark is in a similar situation (job plus alarm to get up in the morning), so he accompanied her home. The jobless (well, really we just have extremely part time jobs where we make our own hours) stayed out late playing. The morning after I woke up early and escorted my cousin to the airport. I returned home with the hope of a nap, but as is usually the case, I was unable to sleep. So I did what I do best and laid on the couch and watched a little tele. Eventually, Natalie rescues me.

11:29 AM

Hey. I am bored. Help me!!!!!

So anyway, how was the rest of last night? I managed to wake up late this morning. Still made it in on time, but definitely can’t do two 5-hours of sleep nights in a row. Last night was though. Always love hitting on Johnny. It’s becoming quite the hobby. Probably just boosting his ego unnecessarily though. Probably should stop that. Ha. Sorry I stole Mark. I tried to get him to stay, but he wouldn’t listen and I HAD to leave. This whole drinking during the week and then waking up early thing sucks. I think I may need to get another alarm clock Even though I set like seven alarms on my phone as is. It’s not that I totally sleep through all of them, it is more that I turn them off and then think I am going to get up again. Horrible! So I think I am going to leave work early tonight so I can get to the hardware store before it closes and arm myself with a ton of roach stuff so that I can kill them all and not have to feel uncomfortable in my own home.

Oh, she’s bored? I can fix that! I will share my tale from the night before since she didn’t get to witness our poor decision making skills.

11:39 AM

I was going to email you to say hi! Mostly, I’m avoiding doing work by lying on my couch. Why am I on my couch? Well, let’s go back to last night…

So the rest of the night was fun. We had one (two?) more rounds and then got the brilliant idea to go home so Rachel and Johnny could shotgun a beer. I was supposed to as well, but I’m crafty and yeah. Anyway, we drank more. Watched some TV. Hung out with my other roommate. Johnny spent the night. He’s still sleeping. He slept in my bed. Like, each on our own side. No snuggles or anything like that so get your head out of the gutter! He is definitely shirtless thought (I assume he has pants on, but I didn’t look. He did turn off the light before getting into bed). But yeah, hilarious and random and all things you would approve of. Except maybe the Johnny in my bed. Or maybe you do. He’s pretty adorable.

And it’s cool you stole Mark. You guys have to work and I totally understand that. Plus it’s fun having a subway buddy to chat with. And he wasn’t really talking to me anyway. He’s been weird like that lately. Like, not really talking to me if we’re out in a group, only when it’s one on one like yesterday afternoon. Which was lovely. Just prolonged conversation while avoiding doing work. Super cute. Good times.

But yeah, I can’t figure him out. I’ve been thinking about it all morning. Mostly, the text message thing. I never asked him why he read what he did. And Why he read so far back. And how he felt about it all. Just so many questions that I’d like the answers to, but I probably will never get to find out. Unless I awkwardly ask him sometime. Maybe I will. Just be more upfront and forthcoming with him. He’s frustrating.

Maybe I should have put a warning before that one. Like, “Hey, it’s about to get really girly up in here.” I believe I hinted in the last post about the Mark situation. I just can’t wrap my head about him sometimes (aka all the time). Also, right before Natalie left the night before, she told me she talked to him (reference last post and my comment about needing her to be my wingman). Short version: he doesn’t want to pursue anything with me, never did, and I make him feel weird. More on that later.

And the Johnny thing is funny because she kind of has a little crush (crush probably isn’t the right word, but it’s fitting) on him. I look at him more like a brother. She didn’t respond quickly enough and the Internet was not nearly as entertaining as I had hoped, so I sent her a follow up message of zero substance.

11:47 AM

Johnny is awake. And having a staring contest with Big Kitty. He bores her. She looked way. Entertaining enough for you?

That got her attention (or maybe she found a second away from doing work to appease my neediness with a response).

To be continued…