Science guy called me at 1am, drunk, and asked me if I wanted to come over... and sleep over.
(Uh. No. Thanks for that awesome offer though.)
He then proceeded to talk to me for an hour about how attractive he found me, how much he likes my boobs, and how he wants me to meet his parents.
Interspersed with all of this were protestations about how he just wants to be friends, how he's not looking for anything else, because he doesn't want to complicate things.
Toward the end I started getting really annoyed with him and just said-- "I don't really care. Do whatever you want. It doesn't make any difference to me." And really? It doesn't. But I told him I was sick of his wishy-washiness.
We'll see if any of this sinks in once he's sober.
Ugh.
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I have a poster up in my bathroom called, "1000 words is worth a picture" that is full of brightly colored aphorisms and other "wisdoms" one of which is: What said when drunk was thought out beforehand.
another one is "If at first you don't succeed, you're running about average."
I'd lose patience and trip him into bed, but it seems like you've got more self control than I do.
This is NOT a positive development.
No. It's not a positive development. He's been calling all day, and I've been ignoring his call. I'm just so annoyed with him right now.
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