Drama Queen

I've always tried to live my life drama free. Keep things simple. Try to be good to people. Don't stress over insignificant things. Don't try to date more than one person at a time. Simple.

Yesterday Smooth called. After not having been in contact for six days, after sort of bailing on something important to me in order to go to something not important to him, he called. "When'll you be up here again?" He had to ask because in the two months I've known him there have been exactly zero weeks that the days I've been up in his neck of the woods haven't been Thursday afternoon and Saturday. And it appears he only has time to hang out when it is geographically convenient for him.

Also, yesterday Scruff didn't call. After bailing on hanging out Friday because he was tired from driving back from Palm Springs, after also bailing on the same Saturday event that Smooth bailed on because of something unexpected, he didn't call. True, he sent me a text on Monday about maybe getting together "maybe sometime this week or next weeked". Still, he didn't call.

So on the drive home, I was kind of pissed that the first called and the second didn't when my phone rang. "Do you want to not have dinner?" It was Grey Shorts.

And as I hung up the phone, I realized that as I near my fortieth year (OK so it's over a year and a half away, but whatever), all of a sudden I've regressed and become a fucking drama queen.

Comments

[Roy]

Van, you're not a drama queen. It's perfectly natural (and normal) to be a little pissed about what's going on with those two guys you seem to be interested in. I mean, what the hell is their problem? They have a great guy giving them attention and wanting to hang out and see them and they either flake or bail or just aren't available. What the eff gives? Knowing what I know now...I definitely would have tried to keep you in my sights....

[Dean]

My mama always told me to be good at what I did... didn't yours? ;-)

[dell]

He's alive! He's alive! :)