not a date

so j. is single and I am single and we have a lot of friends in common, some of whom think we should get together. I’m not particularly interested but once in a while when I get extra-lonely, I am tempted. He does have a beautiful body.

so I get caught up in one of those moments the other day, and today he texts me to go see a movie he has passes to. and I think, is this a date? I can’t tell. but I dress as if it’s a date, just in case.

the movie is fine and we are on the subway back and I’m just about to invite him back to the ‘hood for a beer when he says, I should really go to this party for my friend’s music release, and gets out at the next step. doesn’t invite me.

sigh. not a date.

just as well, he’s m’s ex and they haven’t been talking since she called the police on him and she claims he hit her. oh and she has hpv and I know they slept together last year — has he even been tested?

so I know it’s all for the best,but here I am, bad annie home alone again and sad.