I'm meeting guys everywhere these days. I'm gonna have to start numbering them. There was the one i met the other time, CB, whom i called back after having a crying fit over T, and now he calls and texts me everyday. I saw him once, we drove around downtown and stuff. He's ok. He drives an intrepid, and it's cool, he's hot and everything, but, i dunno, he talked to me all about his ex girlfriend, and i was all like "i don't care dude". I dunno maybe i'm too picky or i don't know what, but every guy fucking bugs me. I met another one yesterday. He's cute, but he's 27. He doesn't drive, he has a bike, and he's a musician. Drummer to be exact. And he's all into talking about world events and bashing george bush and shit, And i really don't give a shit about that stuff, so... bleh i dunno. Then there's this other guy i met today on the way to the metro. He was riding a bike, and one of the first things he asks me is if i'm a hooker. Oy. This is my romantic life. And of course, with all these guys i suddenly have, the only person i can think about is the one i can't have. T. I think about him constantly, i dream about him, i imagine him with me, i talk to him... It's not as bad as it was though. But now i know that he's gonna call me in a few weeks, or even months, and it'll all come back, even worse. What should i say to him? No we can't see eachother anymore? I don't wanna love you? Fucking asshole. Fucking Fucking Asshole.