That was my intention with him. I figured that the longer I went without seeing him, the faster I would get over my crush on him. So when Batman's sidekick
* called me 3 weeks ago and asked me if I wanted to go to the local bar, I said no. I knew that this bar was
his bar and I knew that chances were high that I would see him there if I went. But she twisted and pulled and tugged at my arm until I caved in and agreed to go with her. And who am I kidding? Of course I wanted to run into him.
Forget the fact that he called me while I was in NYC. Forget the fact that he called me while I was in Colorado. I couldn't see him and I was having way too much fun without him. Out of sight, out of mind.
But then I came back. And life returned to normal. I was working late, getting back into my exercise routine, catching up on blogs, and maintaining a tranquil status quo. That is, until 2 weeks ago.
My SS friend
** calls me and asks if I want to go to a CD release party with her. The guy releasing the CD is a mutual friend, so of course I happily accept the invitation. So I put on my best skank-ho, rapper-groupie attire (the CD is of the hip hop genre - so I wasn't about to show up dressed as Scientist Merry Widow...I had to change into bootylicious Merry Widow,) I meet a friend at the pub for a few pre-show drinks, and then we both head out to the party, primed for a night of socializing, laughing, and dancing. And you know what? He never even crossed my mind that night. Out of sight, out of mind...that is until we finally showed up at the party.
We pulled into the parking lot, right next to his car. "Shit." I whisper under my breath. "What's wrong?" my friend asks. "Oh nothing. That's
his car.
He's here." "Did you guys have a fight or something?" "No, nothing like that...I just don't want to see him. I'm trying to get over my crush and...well...out of sight, out of mind, you know?" "Do you wanna leave?" "No, no...I'll be fine. I'm here to see other people anyway. Good times will be had," I proclaim as I grab one of my 8 million
new purses and get out of the car.
We walk in and right away I hear him calling out my name, "MERRY WIDOW!!! I was just asking J if you were gonna show up. Where have you been?" "You know where I've been. I was on vacation." "I know, but didn't you get back like a week ago? Why haven't you called?" "I don't know...I've been busy at work." This was the truth. I had a presentation to give the week following my return from NYC/Colorado and I had been staying at work late to get it done and perfect it. At that just that moment, I spot another friend of mine, so I excuse myself to go and say hi. Later on, Batman's sidekick pulls me aside and whispers, "You know,
he's been watching you all night." "Like stalking me?" I jokingly ask. "That's just my luck...I always get the psycho ones." "No! You know what I mean, he's just keeping an eye on you." I let a small smile form on my face, but inside I was jumping up and down, doing flips and cartwheels and squeeling with joy. "That's cool." I casually comment. But I knew that no matter how hard I tried not to physically see him, no matter how much he was out of sight, he had now entered my mind, found a big, relaxing, reclining chair, and made himself comfortable right smack dab in the middle of my restless brain.
And since then, it's been impossible to get him out of mind...he's been in my sight every night since.
Footnotes:
*obvious alias
**another cryptic codename
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