yikes

so i would just like to announce that i’ve been certifiably nuts for the last week.  geez its been crazy, on one hand i’ve had a great time talking to old friends and acquantances through all these other websites, seriously.  i LOVED catching up with Emily, and actually hearing from Jen and getting to talk to Ryan, who I haven’t hung out with since we were 9.  But at night, I’ve been getting crazy lonely.  its like the minute the sun goes down I start moping.  It’s awful!!  Driving makes me feel better but its pretty unaffordable to just go cruising around town these days.  I’ve been having some FREAKY dreams which I’m sure is a direct result of not having sex for 2 1/2 months.  It’s been insane.  but I think it might be changing. 
You see, way back at the beginning of my diary entries I’m pretty sure I commented on this….and I’d almost forgot how it used to happen.  Guys come in packs.  I can be single for months and no one looks twice at me and then its like one day…click.  suddenly  they’re everywhere.  i remember it happening at the end of sophomore year, and then again at the beginning of college.  I would bet money its happening again.  (except I’d never discuss this aloud with anyone other than jen, and shes not a gambler)  John Redmon, Ryan Malone, and the guy who sits next to me in marketing are all starting to well…start something.  Now I THOUGHT John had a girlfriend…and this could totally be in my imagination if thats the case…but check this out:  I’ve run into him before at the track, so he knows I run there.  He hasn’t been online much at all for the past year or so but he has this week.  Well yesterday, I noticed he was online.  We had talked the night before so I didn’t really have anything new to say so I didn’t IM him, but I decided to go running and put that on my away message.  it just said "running."  I kid you not.  I was probably only at the track for 15 minutes before he got there.  And what did he do?  he didn’t run.  he went up to the top of the stadium and did pushups.  thats all i saw him do.  come on, y’all…you know thats suspicious, right?  anyway i wussed out of running my second mile halfway through and ran a couple stadiums instead ( i actually hadn’t seen where he was at that point)  so i ran two (which was PLENTY enough to kick my ass) and then was calling it quits when he comes down the stairs and whistles at me.  we talked for ten minutes.  now TELL me that wasn’t some planned shit.  I love it.  its so great to feel even just a little bit wanted or chased.   
Just hoping its enough to bring me out of the slump!
Have a good day guys!