beauty

Turns out Tex just wanted to see me – no agenda, or none he put forth anyway. Still trying to figure out if I need to get out of this. I had a fleeting thought to break up with him last night, but the sad truth is, I lost my keys and knew I wouldn’t be able to get into my apartment until the morning when my super arrived, so I let it go. Really? it’s come to that?

Beautiful Boy emailed to say he wasn’t feeling well and needed to reschedule. Totally fine, of course, except I’d decided I didn’t have any clothes cool enough to go on another date with him, so I went shopping. Now what do I do? I refused a second date with Tex because we had plans. Now I’m all dressed up with nowhere to go. Guess I’ll go to the usual bar, even if it feels a bit sad alone.

Still haven’t heard from G. I’d kind of kept Thursday open in case he got in touch, but now I have plans with Beautiful Boy, late, and Tex offered to get me into the show as VIP. Choices, I suppose, but they don’t feel right.