okay - so i think i nipped the F4 problem in the bud... i called him back (although he called me again at 6:52pm)
we chatted for a few minutes, yadda yadda yadda he's been upstate a lot.... blah blah blah i've been down the shore
he says "oh yeah, so do they call you a benny?"
(eh, don't get me angry jimmy)
so i said "no, they know better, the only one i let call me a benny is my boyfriend and that's few and far between that i let him do that"
silence. perfect silence.
"okay well, i have to run, he's coming over in a few minutes.... talk to you soon"
(for those of you just tuning in... the boyfriend is a figment of my imagination... there is none, although he worked perfectly in this scenario)
yeah, you may call me a chicken for opting out in this fashion - here's the deal - i have said to him over the past 6 years that i am not interested... and he still called... still hounded.
we have only hung out once at his brother's wedding (after badgering me to go) nothing happened - one dance and it was the chicken dance at that... no romance...
so the "boyfriend" and i seem to be quite happy together - in fact he's coming over any second with take out - i think he's opted for the chicken parm sammich and has picked me up a cheese steak... breaking open a bottle of merlot to go with this feast and hunkering down to watch the amazing race and then off to bed...
(or, in my actual world, i have eaten 2 bean and cheese burritos, washed my dishes, am packing up some more boxes to take down the shore and am hunkering down on my couch to watch the amazing race... followed by whatever other crap shows are on until i get so tired that i move to the computer to watch other people's lives via live feed and then pass out on my unmade bed around 2am... alone.)
