As has been discussed in this space ad nauseum, this is not a bad thing. He and I are known to have highly above-average makeout sessions on occasion. Beyond that he is a badly-behaving distraction who, when given the excuse, I yearn for fruitlessly. I know he doesn't want to (or can't) give me what I know I want even in a friendship, much less anything more. Haven't seen him since October.
Hm. But a few days ago, I was moved to include him on the e-mail invite to my upcoming birthday drinks outing. Within minutes:
C2: Oh crap, I'll be back in (out-of-state city) by then. But I'm here for a week...Foley's at some point?Within minutes:
Karin: But of course.Bad girl. (Slaps hand.)
Based on our track record of proclaiming we will be together and not being together, I find it unlikely this purported meeting will happen, which is (maybe / maybe not) why I so readily replied. Although I probably have to admit I'd like it to happen.
So last night I was (surprise!) up very, very late, working on a volunteer editing job for church. Lo, at 2:53 a.m. (surprise!):
C-2: morninEighteen minutes pass.
C-2: :) how r ya
K: I'm cool. I got caught up in a project. What you up to?
C-2: just got home
K: Good night? (as in, did you have a good one?)
C-2: ok, back nowAin't that the truth.
K: Cool. I think I have about 5 minutes left in me.
C-2: yeah, probably true with me too. Shall we just say g'night?
C-2: less fun than we used to be :)
K: Hey, I'm up. That's got to be worth something.
C-2: it's something