sex, lies, and myspace.

alright guys.  i give up.  what the hell are you thinking??

no.  seriously.  when you create an elaborate lie and call me while you’re in a fictional place, why do you do this?? 

so.  i’m breathing.  here’s the deal:  for the ten millionth time, i should state that i’m a SNEAKY INTERNET PERSON.  that’s right.  if you lie and anyone betrays you anywhere on the internet, i will find out.  maybe not for months, but i’ll stumble upon it. 

no, i’m not a stalker (shut up eric).  i’m part of a vast internet community called myspace.  i’m sure you’ve all heard of it.  so i’ve got my little friends network, comprised mostly of people i actually know.  i would say there are maybe 4 people on my friends list that i have never met.  maybe not even that.  and those four people and i message back and forth enough that i would say they are good strong acquaintances.  so anyway, i’m cruising one of my myspace acquaintances pages and i run across a comment from will’s sister.  i think, "oh cool, it’s meredith" and check out her page.  she’s part of the same group of friends that my acquaintance hangs out with, some of which i vaguely know.  anyhow let’s rewind.

new years eve i had to work.  i made a lot of money, so you can bet i was cool with that fact.  anyway, will, the guy i was sorta "talking to" called me more than once that night to wish me a happy holiday.  he told me he had to go to dallas with his sister(s) and hang out with their friends.  i was like "right on, have fun!"  had he said-oh…i don’t know….-that maybe he was going to a party here in temple to hang out with his sister’s friends i would have said, "right on, have fun!" just the same.  but no.  he said he was in dallas.  he called and left me a message while he was out eating.  and then he called me shortly after midnight.  he talked to me about the drive and how they were gonna stay overnight and drive back in the morning.

here’s the deal:  he was in temple the entire time.  what the hell??

so, you might ask, how exactly do i know this? 

glad you asked.  i know this because meredith’s friend who was at that party posted up pictures (including my acquaintance and the people i semi-vaguely know).  all these people live in temple.  there’s no way in hell it was actually in dallas.  and there’s will sitting right there. 

so tell me guys, because i’m dying to know.  "why did he bother?"  i have got to be one of the most up front and laid back girls out there, especially when we’ve just started sorta dating.  or having sex for that matter.  i’m not pushy, or nosy, or even as critical as i might normally be.

moral of the story:  he can go fuck off.  i won’t say that to him of course, but i’ll sure as hell tell him that he’s not my type.  because anyone who is my type has got to be up front and honest.  i can’t deal with drama or fabrications.  anyone wannt know why josh and i still get along?  because we can be straight up with each other.  i can tell him he’s acting like a jackass, and he can tell me i’m being a selfish bitch.  i can tell him i’m sleeping with a new guy.  he can tell me he fucked the shit out of his ex.  we’re just open like that.  alright, so he was a little late on the "i’m married" thing, but at least he told me.  he’s never attempted to lie to my face, or tell me he’s somewhere he’s not. 

so if you ever want to go on more than 5 dates with me (because i’ll figure all this out by then), then you need to know that if you don’t feel like you can talk to me or be honest with me then it’s gonna be over pretty fast.  and visa-versa.  if i feel uncomfortable talking to you about anything at all…then i’ll be leaving soon, because i need to be able to say anything i want to say.  it’s part of me. 

bah.  that’s all.  i’ve got a date in an hour, so i gotta go cut my talons real quick 😉

later.