Gay: Puddle of Mudd...

This one and only post will serve as my "hate him" post and I hope to never speak about him again outside of this entry.

He left me. He decided not to pursue a future with me. He wanted to be friends.I don't want to be friends with him and I have no intention of giving him any inclination that he has an impact in or on my life.

When I knocked on his door to give his garage door opener back, he opened the door and jokingly stated, "don't knock on the door the next time you come over cuz it scares me."I fake "harumph"ed and went in after being invited.

He went downstairs to get the movies as he thought I would use the garage as my point of contact. When he came up, he handed me the movies and some booklets from his Blackberry Curve I returned.I said, "thanks alot. See you on Saturday more than likely cuz I'll be there all day." He echoed similar sentiments. I turned towards the door to leave. He said, "see you later babe" and I said nothing.

Overall, it went well. But he fucking sucks for making me feel this way and I hate him for it...at least for the time being. He should've never let on that he wanted more; the house shopping, the cooking, the dates, the calls, the texts, blah blah blah. All, apparently, a big ole goddamned waste of my motherfuckin' time.

Whew, I feel better already. Sometimes I find my thoughts wandering to him but I know in time, this will fade, just like it did for Reedo.

In the meantime, I get to see this guy while I'm at work. I'm hoping he gets it; I hope he understands that no, I don't have any intention on being his "friend" and that no, unless I have to talk to him in regards of patient care, I have no intention of speaking to him. I only wish he could know how irritated I feel right now...and it's not the blatant irritation like I feel for Campbellsoup. Nah, she's the devil. For him, it's a gutteral "ungh" that I can't delineate in words.

I'm so glad his hallway and house were fairly dim so that I didn't have to look in his eyes. They kinda briefly met for a second but I couldn't completely make them out.

I'm sure he realizes I won't be at his party during New Years and I'm interested to know what his "friends" think about all this...Okay, I'm done for now; I changed my mind...I can't promise this won't pop up again some other time...