Oops.

I realize it's been a million thousand years since I've written, so here I am. Nothing much is happening here on my end though. I've managed to turn down that guy twice, and since I knew the first time was gonna be the hardest, I was pretty proud of myself. The next one, I didn't just turn him down, I played the hell out of him, so I was exceptionally proud of that. On one hand, it makes me a little sad, because with all the other crap we went through and dealt with, I'm sure he actually cares for me, and sure, I care for him as well, but he needs to see that I'm not his toy.

Anyway... there may be a new guy on the horizon. We'll see. It's not my bugaboo, because I've lost all patience for him, but someone I've known for a little over a year and a half now, and every time we run into each other we kind of flirt around. Well, this time we kissed :) And yes, that was it. I'm not even sure how it happened. The problem now exists in the pattern of cock-blocking a certain friend of mine has, and the fact that said gentleman is part of her fiancé's circle. I can picture this being a hot mess. Guess we'll see in about six weeks.

So... my Little One wrote a book, and I'm so proud of her! Love you, Veve!