I sat down. How did he get my number? Oh right, Facebook. He had sent me a message earlier saying maybe we could meet for coffee after all and left his number. He said he didn't get to check if I had responded. He had me. He had me on the phone in front of a B movie with a glass of red wine. I couldn't lie, I couldn't even manage an evasive and diplomatic response other than, "yeah, I got your message". Never mind that he made me cry. Never mind that up until a few days ago he was "in a relationship" with the girl he picked over me two months ago.
He asked if I was still interested in meeting. I said yeah, sure. I was thinking of saying "yeah sure" at some point, I just wasn't planning on saying it that night.
Somehow he or I changed the subject and we got to talking about watching the football game on TV. At this point I also messaged Vince with an "OMG". I was so focused on telling Vince about what was going on though that I kind of spaced out on the phone conversation. I remember telling FbF that I was at the game last night and that it was really cold.
"Yeah, I know, I read your status thing," he said. Oh right. I had mentioned something about the game on FB. He's been paying that much attention?
Honestly, most of the conversation was a blur. I remember telling him something like I wasn't sure when we could meet or that I was busy. I was wracking my brain for an excuse or logical argument for saying no but came up with nothing. So he said we could talk more online and set something up. Before I knew it, the conversation was over.
I gave Vince the details of the call and then decided I couldn't sit at home anymore. I texted Lisa.
Are you doing anything? I am bored and FbF just called. Need distraction. Call if available. :)
She called.
Which one is FbF again?
I gave her the story and asked if she wanted to meet at Starbucks. We ended up at Second Cup because Starbucks was too busy. Who knew the hot place to be on a Saturday night was the Osborne Village Starbucks?
I wasn't planning on talking about him anymore. I wanted to not think about him, but the conversation naturally went to the breaking news that brought us together that night anyway. We agreed that I could meet him just once at least and see. No harm in meeting anyway. After finishing our lattes we headed back to Lisa's where I introduced her to Facebook. There's a guy on there she worked with and would like to get in touch with again. I hope it happens for her. She found a few old friends right away and even got a wall message. Apparently Facebook is also the place to be on a Saturday night. Look at the fun it can get you.
I was at home again on Monday night. I thought I had a Red Shoe House meeting but I didn't. So I was watching The Hour (with my boyfriend, George Stromboulopoulos) and sipping that red wine again. I messaged Vince.
me: okay, I'm home alone, watching TV, drinking the same red wine. Where's my surprise phone call? Come on! Hit me Fate.
The phone rang.
I laughed, thinking it was Vince trying to be funny.
It was my sister. We're good again. She's coming over to watch The Hills. I can't ask for more.
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