Okay...I take back everything that I said in my last entry....the fucker didn't show up! Bastard! He was supposed to call me before he left to come over...but instead nothing. What the fuck! So I called the ass-hole at 3:30pm to see what was going on...got his answering machine...and he called me back like 2 minutes later. He said that his grandparents showed up to take him out for lunch...he "intended" on calling me after that...but then he got SOMEHOW caught up moving furniture in his house. Come the fuck on! I don't see how it could have just completely slipped his mind that he was supposed to come over here. Seriously. I fucking hate that shit...people not doing what the hell they say they are going to do. It pisses me off more than anything. And considering my ex was notorious for making broken promises...PARTICULARLY saying that he was going to come and visit me and then didn't...it doesn't help my mood one fucking bit. Or give me any hope with this guy AT ALL. FUCK! Yeah...I said I wasn't going to get attatched or some shit...and I meant it...at the time anyway. And really I'm not that attatched...we aren't going out or any shit like that. But it's the fucking priciple of the thing. It's hard for me to stay as distant as I want when all he does is reel me in...and feed me hope for something more. God...I hate men. I really fucking do. Granted...this will probably all change in a day or two...after I talk to him again and he makes me forget all about it. I'm such a fucking fool. That's me though...I guess. The hopeful romantic that gives people way too many chances. Yeah...this is His first fuck up...but I know it won't be his last. It never is. Way to be optimistic huh!?! Shit... ANYWAY...so I guess tonight isn't completely doomed to failure, yet. David's having some people from work come over...and we're supposed to drink and have a jolly time. I guess they're supposed to be cool...which sounds alright to me. Of course I would have much rather of had my original plan work out...but whatever. What can ya do?! So yeah...I'm probably going to drink myself retarded...and go to bed. Great! Not a whole lot new there! But that's about it. I'll write back later...probably with some illusion of happiness...AGAIN. Take it easy guy's....peace.