Thursday, February 26, 2009

Games, games, games...

Mon night Mr West and I bid each other good night. Or more like he bid me a good night and headed to bed and I playfully protested. He messaged me on Tues but I was on my way out. So I told him we'll talk later. I messaged him Tues night. He was "asleep". Wed. passed and for the better. It's Thursday now. Am I messaging him? Hell no. I made last contact. No communicaion from his end in two days? He's up to something. Am I going to sit around and wait for the game to unfold? Hell no. Soon enough he will give some "reasonable" excuse for why he hasn't said anything and I will undoubtedly and non-chalantly respond accordingly. No time for bs. Not at all.

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