Interesting comments from Remington last night...we were wondering what "age play" is (don't ask me, I dunno), and he said something along the lines of "I could possibly be into growing old with you." Awwww. And also on that uh, Limpet nickname of mine...I was feeling all affectionate again and he called me Limpet again, then followed up with "Limpet mine." Awwww.
Zoe canceled last night...said she'd gotten into the seminar after all. So I do a quickie rearranging of plans, get Remington to agree to haul us around the bars tonight. Then she called this morning to say that she was canceling on the seminar and coming after all. Rearrange back to original plan. (Apparently Remington wanted to go barhopping with me, but well, had to do what she said. Or at least he said he'd been looking forward to doing that. Sigh)
Which rather started off my confusing day.
Came home this afternoon to find that Remington was still at work- hadn't left to go to Rumsey with her yet. Said he'd be late getting out of lab meeting, and I nicely but somewhat foolishly volunteered to call her before I went to Sudwerk to let her know that. Which is when he said that he wanted me to ask her to go to Sudwerk with me and he'd meet us there if she wanted to go (he wanted beer). So instead of going to Sudwerk with Sarah (she wanted to leave at 5:20, but I felt that I should give the message), I waited around for an hour for her to show up so I could ask. She eventually did (after Sarah had left), but felt too sick to go do anything, even though she said she wanted to hang around with all of us. Said she was going to take a nap and be back on later. So like an idiot I wait around for them to do that while I do my paper, and nothing happened, hear from no one on IRC, and I was not going to call. Now I'm hanging around here bored and vaguely debating something to do tonight on IRC with the other carless ones.
Why do I let him drag me around like this and then leave me hanging and nobody tells me anything?
I have got to put my foot down or something the next Friday they pull this and say "Whatever it is you want to do, I'm not doing it unless something's set in concrete. And for god's sake SOMEONE TELL ME when you're leaving."
But of course I will be a wuss and go along with whatever crap he pulls. Well, I know he's going to SC next weekend and I'm going home anyway so hopefully it won't be a problem, but still, I don't like this shit.
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