Sick. Of. This.

Bah! So Mattymoo has had nil girl action over the last few weeks. Flirting between him and I gradually increased over that time and he even suggested maybe even getting 'friendly' again. No, not maybe. He explicitly said so. But then what happens? New girl. Fuck.

I shouldn't be surprised. For one, we're mates and I'm not sure why I'm caught up so emotionally in it. I mean, we were mates who happened to get intimate on occasion. I don't know, maybe because this time around he's the one getting some and not me. Call it sexual frustration if you want.

But I suppose then that I'm not entirely blameless; I probably did the same thing to him once. Incidently, I had some time on my hands during stuvac and made a collage out of old movie tickets - and I must've 'seen' movies with Mattymoo on every alternate weekend while seeing the then beau. Obviously this was during Mattymoo's queer phase. I disappoint myself, sometimes.

Ahh well. What goes around comes around I suppose.


Listening to:
Title: Can You Be True
Artist: Elvis Costello
Album/station: North (2003)
Length: 3.45