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So Monday night was robby’s last night in the city and he was working, so I went to go see him one more time before he left. A bunch of his friends were there, including this one older, married couple. The guy looked about mid-50s at least, and his wife and him had been together for 7 years. I chatted to them a bit and after they left, Robby asked if the guy had said anything to me. I was like, “umm he said something about how he enjoyed talking to me and how not many people are easy to have conversations with when you first meet them…” and Robby kinda smiled and didn’t say anything. Half an hour later, after I’d hugged and kissed him goodbye, he says, “he asked for your number!” I must have looked shocked, and Robby went on, “he does that all the time. So should I give it to him??” and I knew Robby was kidding about actually giving my number out, but what the heck! That is how our whole whatever relationship ends? With his old married friend trying to get my number?? Men!
Then yesterday, Smith (my potential roomie, who I btw have decided not to live with since I like clear lines), texts me a couple times and near 11pm he goes, “my boy rob likes you”. Um, WTF am I supposed to do with that information??first of all, Rob didn’t een really talk to me all night- the last I remember seeing of him he looked like he was hittin on these other two girls. Second, Smith and I were totally making out like maybe 6 feet at the most from where Rob was standing all night! How could he have missed that? Unless- and a few friends are saying this- Smith is just testing me? The friend I met him through reminded me that he was an engineer in college…ie his social skills may not be that great! Lol
Anyway i finally just texted back, “Well, it’s been known to happen! 
” what else was I supposed to say?
Argh, boys!
Robby calls! He called last night and we just chatted. It’s so weird, it’s like we’re becoming…might I say it?…friends. Apparently he’s been working non-stop, and last night was the first night he’s been home (alarm bells, anyone?) since last week. He lives pretty far from me and he was pretty exhausted, and for the first time ever he remembered that on Wednesdays I have my internship! haha (We’ve joked about it before – he used to always ask what I was up to the next day and I constantly told him I had my internship Wednesdays and Thursdays – the only consistent days of my week – and then after answering him he’d be like “You’ve me that like a hundred times, haven’t you?” haha.) – anyway, so my point is he didn’t suggest coming over, and no way was I gonna head over to his and then have to get up at like 730 just to make it to my internship by 9.
When I think about what I want from him though, I mean, assuming he’s going to stay in my life, I don’t mind this whole phone-buddy business, but if I saw him in person I’d still enjoy his company. And I’d still want him to come back to mine or to go to his, but not even to have sex, but just to…omgI’msuchagirl…cuddle. Aside from the snoring, he’s actually a good cuddler and I love having his body wrapped around mine! I can do without the sex because it actually wasn’t THAT great (better than none, obviously, but nothing to get excited about), but I really liked just having him curled up next to me. I’m pretty sure if he went to bed with me though that there would be sex involved, at least as far as he would want. After all, he’s a guy. And don’t you know that guys are always after one thing?
Anyway. Who knows what’s going to happen? As always, I leave it up to him. (Men must always be the one chasing – dating rule no. 1!)
So I haven’t heard from Clark, and I have a feeling that I won’t, at least not until he comes back to NYC. Frank, his friend, msged me online last night and I hadn’t heard from him since that night. His first message? “You are a drunk.” haha Nothing was said about what (nearly didn’t) happen between Clark and I, aside from one time when Frank just wrote “Clark” and then I said “Clark what?” “Clark.” Obviously, that was frustrating, so I was just like “What about Clark???” and he wrote, “Oh nothing. I haven’t seen him since that night” (I thought he was staying with him? Guess not…) Ugh.
But, Frank did say that “next time” we should all start out together sober and then get progressively drunker so that at least we’re all on the same level of drunk! haha (I’m just gonna keep my hopes up that “next time” includes with Clark…)
Sigh. So frustrating! And it’s not just because I want to sleep with him so badly, but because I actually want to date him. And if I want to date him, I have to follow my dating rules. Which include not contacting him if he doesn’t contact me. 
Must let the guy chase! If it was just Robby, I wouldn’t care as much since I’m not interested in dating him.
Speaking of Robby, I feel like I was kind of a bitch on the phone with him on Sunday night (not intentionally, but we honestly have nothing really to say to each other, and he was just saying things where I didn’t know how to react to, and I couldn’t eat my burger! haha), and he’d told me he was getting sick so I felt bad come Monday morning and just texted him to say that I hoped he was feeling better. …And he still hasn’t replied. To be honest, I kind of miss him, but I’m not gonna stress about it.
Great. So now I ended up totally single, and pining away for a guy in Texas who won’t even email me. Ah!
Last night I went out to meet one of my uncle’s business partners, who had called his friend in publishing to help me get a job. He doesn’t live in NYC so I wanted to meet him and thank him in person for trying to help me, and WOW. He. Is. SO. Cute! Tall, blonde, blue-eyed, gorgeous. When my friend Meg and I showed up at the bar and were getting our IDs checked, he came over to ask if I was Cat. After I said yes, he introduced himself and then I turned to my friend, mouthing, “He is SO cute!” and she widened her eyes and nodded in agreement.
(I’m going to call him Clark here.) So we went downstairs and Meg and I were both still sober (we’d only had one beer at this point) and after meeting a whole bunch of other people, Clark’s friend Frank (the guy who helped forward my resume on etc) went over to the bar and told the bartender to put our drinks on his tab (score!), so I turned to Meg and said, “Well, this is kind of awkward. Let’s get drunk!” And I ordered our drinks and shots of whisky, and soon Clark came back over and we all started chatting and then it was much less awkward from there.
Things get a little blurry after that, but I do remember having at least 1 more drink and 2 more shots, and then somehow Clark and I got a little…friendlier. We never kissed, but only because he refused to kiss me. We ALMOST kissed about 20 times, but he always pulled away last minute. Obviously, it was very frustrating! I do, however, remember him looking at me like he just wanted to devour me, and saying things like “oh my god…if you weren’t your uncle’s neice, the things I would do to you…” which of course turned me on and piqued my interest at the same time. I asked him “Like what?” but he’d just close his eyes and shake his head, and not say anything. It seriously drove me insane!
I also remember sniffing his neck, because I love that damn boy smell so much! At one point he asked what I was doing and I was like, “Smelling you…you smell so good!” LOL He also randomly massaged my right foot under the table we were sitting at, and I vaguely remember him saying that he’ll give me a massage “next time” – meaning when he comes back in like a few months’ time, who knows!
Anyway. He is so cute, and funny, and the sexual tension was insane. I bet he’s amazing in bed. LoL! But then there are the two obstacles of him living in Texas and also how he won’t touch me because of my uncle. I’m sure I could handle the 2nd one if he lived here…sigh. Argh! So frustrating. I want him!!!
As for Robby, I hadn’t heard from him since Friday until this evening, and I’m also thinking about just ending it because I was starting to get attached, and you’re really not supposed to get attached to a fling. This is also why I’ve been so confused about him and have been unable to write about it, I’ve realized. Because he’s a sweet guy, and a good guy, but I really just don’t see a future with him at all. And he’s fun for now, but you know how it is…after a while you get attached to someone, perhaps because of the habit of seeing him all the time or whatever, but it happens, regardless of where your head is. Well, we’ll see what happens.
I want Clark to get my info from Frank and email/call/text me! But I also feel like the chances of that actually happening is pretty slim, since he lives ages away and also there’s my uncle. Sigh. What’s a girl to do??
