I kinda don't want to say anything about this for fear of jinxing myself or whatever because we still have to see if the loan went through but yesterday's car shopping went really well. Instead of this, I ended up with this. I have to go back up next weekend with my dad so I can drive it home. It's a '96 Saab 9000 S. Fully loaded. Sold for about $5500.I wish I hadn't mentioned it to exDave because now he's all up my ass.
"You will definitely have to take me for a spin now", he says.I don't have to do shit. Points to you if you're a John Mayer fan and get that reference. I almost said it to exDave.
"Adrien got me hooked on Sex and the City, so we've been watching a lot of that," exDave mentions.Great. Just take my favorite show that I make tons of references to and make it your own.
Do men really watch this show? Honestly. For reasons other than to see Kim Cattrall or anyone else's breasts? I thought that this show is mainly watched by women of all ages and select gay men. Am I stereotyping or am I right about this? If I'm being unfair then I apologize, I do. I think it's odd that he and I have spent the last five minutes talking about which one is our favorite: Carrie, Samantha, Miranda or Charlotte?
I feel as though he and I are minutes away from painting each other's nails. (Speaking of cosmetical beauty: I dyed my hair last week: it's mainly dark dark dark brown, nearly black. Looks güd).
I've arrived at a really good point where I'm putting all the factors in my life into a filter and sifting out what I do and don't need.
I kinda feel bad because things like this are the very things I'd like to talk to Adrien about. I'd love to tell him how my ex is pissing me off and how I feel some odd ass sense of obligation to him. But there's a problem when you want to say all this to the best friend of your exboyfriend.
He's a nice guy. If I had just moved into a new area where I only knew one other person, I'd be a bit clingy too. I get that. I mean, God forbid a man try to be friendly three years after we break up. But I hate this feeling as though I have to do stuff with exDave just to be kind when I'd rather just say "Hey, we dated. It didn't work out. Let's go our separate ways."
Why is it that when I finally do get the courage to say those words to someone, it's to the wrong Dave?
I guess I should have thought about this three years ago when we broke up.
I guess hindsight is 20/20.
