Confessions of A Naughty Girl

Everyone deserves a second chance (but that's it)

For the past few weeks, I was casually dating someone here in my fine city. We went to college together, and I ran into him randomly about a month ago at a bar, and found out he was living here. It was actually sort of a second go-round, as we tried the hanging out thing my senior year of college and as some relationships do, it sort of faded into oblivion (well, and he started dating someone else and so did I, so I guess there's your reason, if you're looking for one). So when I ran into him this time around, he called as I was just coming out of a relationship and I thought to myself, "Hey, why not? Good timing! Everyone deserves a second chance."

He's a pretty cool guy, and I like him, but the few times we went out, it was sort of low-key and at the end of the night, I would spend the night at his place and we would make out (or "mug down", as my friend MC calls it), and go to sleep. It was nice. But he hasn't called me in about a week, so I'm thinking that it's over. Maybe he's "just not that into me" (see post below). And the weird thing is, I feel bad because I just don't care. I probably should - I mean, isn't it the girl's job to freak out when the guy stops calling?

I feel like I've had a lot of personal drama (or trauma, really - either one applies) lately, so perhaps it's the distraction that contributes to my apathy about the situation, but I have made an executive decision that if I do talk to him again, we will be friends, and that's about it. Because everyone deserves a second chance, but that's it. Third and fourth chances usually happen because you're either completely infatuated with the person and just want to see them naked again, or because you're lonely. And with all due respect to him, neither scenario applies.

As I was writing this, my friend Grant just called and announced that he was transferred back to Chicago from his job in Philly, is here right now, and that he wants to grab a drink. I vowed that I'd stay in tonight (three nights in a row is a little much), but I love Grant like a fat kid loves cake, so I'm out.

posted by KA @ 8:12 PM