"Maybe you’ll be there…"

But *he* wasn’t anywhere I was tonight… Listened to Diana Krall on the way home… dropped off Eileen at the hotel… got gas with Eileen (finally) after running on below empty for the whole night (thank you Buddha for hodling up the gas needle! I knew all those belly rubs were good for something)… drove down a seemingly hopeless road (for the 2nd time… the 1st time not beliving Eileen, the 2ne time trusting her instinct totally) for 30 seconds and found 5 gas stations within a 2 second radius of each other… dropped off Mike, Jean Paul, and Rob at the hotel… got a little lost/sidtracked when Rob suggested a wrong direction in search of gasolina… continued a day long freak-out over my car’s lack of fuel… left Jeannette’s because Mike got shit faced and blatantly tried hitting on me (not cool. Even though he subtly tries at work all the time… the uber-drunk, pushy, packed club-esque type approach is s unattractive, esp when they wreak of alcohol) … taught them all how to dance to “reggae” (haha, who woulda thunk it?! Me? Teaching people how to dance to dancehall — haha)… took all kindsa crazy mad headed pix… had some water and some soda… pulled up to Jeannette’s at about 1:45 with the 4 crazy NY-ers, because all the bars/clubs closed at frikkin 2… Decided to change plans on the way there… Finally pushed out with the ppl… Mike decided he’d go and made a scene by jumping on the back of my car (it’s so blatantly obvious that he’s younger…)… Mike said he didn’t want to go again because he didn’t want to hang out with Eileen (what a retard)… Everyone finally got together downstairs… Eileen met us downstairs… Jean Paul and Rob were taking a bit longer… Eileen went back up to change her shoes… Eileen, Mike, and I headed to the elevator… I told Jean Paul and Rob to hurry up and meet us downstairs… clubs were closing soon… Mike came in and wanted to go, too… I linked Jean Paul and Rob in JP’s room… Finally heard from Jeannette and started making plans to go to The Nook… I linked Eileen, even though it was kinda late… Sent Jeannette another text message to ask if we were still linking up for her brother’s bday… got the msg that *he* wasn’t waiting on me again… put on loads of make up (because the longer I have to get ready, the more make up I have time to put on)… hoped to see *him* tonight, so I wore a cute teeny tiny top (in 30 degree weather, under a sweater and a coat of course) and “good” underwear (haha)… took a quick hot shower… inhaled about a half dozen veggie chick’n nuggets… woke up at about 10 and started thinking about and planning what I’d say, hoping to resolve this issue painlessly, responsibly, and soon… I wanted to see *him*.