I must shun the cat

3 strikes!
The first time, disappeared for 4 days unannounced. Was waiting for me to make contact first, knowing I didn't have his #.

After finally reappearing Friday nite, said he'd call Sat night and never did. (Later apologized, to his credit, and said he'd explain why, but never did.)

Last night, promised he'd come over. Called at 4, and told me to call back. Said he was working early today but left me assuming he'd be coming. Didn't call to cancel and phone was busy all night.

I'm not going to answer when he calls. It will be hard. I wish I knew how to block a # so I don't feel sad when I see it on my call display. If he writes a long email I might answer. Maybe.

I'd rather hang out with nobody than with people whose company I don't enjoy. I'd rather hang out with 1 special person than 5 sorta-special people. Not very many people make that list.. Some I hang out with because it's convenient, others because they want something from me (sex?) or I want something from them (usually just companionship, like for rollerblading.. because I feel safer going with someone else).

There's not many people I can have a satisfying conversation with, and totally be myself. (Disclaimer: Don't worry; if I've given you the address to this blog, and you're reading this now, and I know you, I probably enjoy your company.)

This is why I let myself get dicked around a lot w/ J. Making a vow to not answer his future calls isn't some oversensitive girly thing. Because a few weeks ago, I really opened up to him, confessed my feelings after he pried them out. I wouldn't have otherwise told him, but it seemed he really wanted to hear that, and said it was they were the best things I'd ever told him. Now he's run off with that info.. (possibly keeping it as ego-stroking material?).. and is keeping his distance, it seems.

I guess I'll be spending a lot of time inside, trying not to mope, and reading The Count of Monte Cristo again.