C: You wanna do something later
S: No T's back - coming over tonight
(2 hour silence while I swear and slam things around my desk and generally abuse the people in my office)
S: Tuesday?
C: No, I have plans
S: With?
I didn't answer.
LET HIM WONDER.
Now I just need to get some plans.
FRACK.
I don't want to be patient. I'm sick of being patient. Things are finally happening. I've been patient for three years, and I'm sick of it.
If I just sit here and be patient I'll be thirty before he ever gets around to doing anything about it. Why am I letting him be in control anyway?
Ugh. Patience is for losers.
I think it's time for a party at my house. Forget patience, it's time to play random mind games to try to make him jealous.
(Notice comments aren't open on this post, that's because I already know I'm being ridiculous. I probably won't do anything stupid. Probably.)
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