Food Comas and Being Torn

OMG! I'm so sleepy right now. I just went to Souplantation and ate a horse! I had Caesar salad, tuna tarragon pasta salad, German potato salad, Joan's brocoli salad, clam chowder, lemon cream pasta with capers, 4 cheese pizza, lemon mousse, and a lemon muffin. I just want to crawl on the floor and die :P The worst part was that I was on a lunch date with one of the guys I hooked up with this weekend. At least he paid :P And this, my friends, is why I like lunch dates :)

So my ex b/f, Bryan - the one who left me for a Mexican Gummi Bear, is calling me again to go shoot pool. When he and I last had lunch so I could get my $1300 Tiffany bracelet back, he told me things haven't been going very well between them and that maybe he was wrong to assume that a first love could stand the test of time. All in all, she had changed and they were growing apart. Typical.

I guess that that's what happens when you try to look for greener pastures. I gave up Kevin to be with Chris 2.0, and what did that get me? Nothing but loneliness and heartache. I lost both of them as friends and as lovers because I was selfish and wanted more than what was on my plate in front of me. Tragic ending to a bad decision. So why shouldn't Bryan feel the same wrath of the consequences of poor choices?

Part of me wants to be evil to him and lead him on just to toy with his head and show him that he fucked up, but the other part of me is not that evil and actually stills wishes for the best for his life. I'm torn. I haven't decided what to do yet, but I have a feeling he is trying to get closer to me. After all, we have a "date" on Friday to go have dinner, followed by some pool. I wonder what will happen. I wonder what he'll say. But most of all, I wonder what my motives for the evening will be. I guess I'll let you know next week ;)