Nothing too exciting happened today, which was a relief.

I tried on the ring...it didn't fit.  A sign?  I chunked it back in the box and shoved it in the closet.  Hopefully, now I can start the healing process.  The box was closure.  Closure.  Yeah...closure.  I'm kinda happy about it.  It's a new beginning, right?  Yeah...a new beginning.

I went out.  Got my smoothie.  Saw the badass.  Awkward eye contact right when I walked in.  And to my surprise, I just walked in.  I acknowledged he was there, but had the confident thing down.  I sat down, searched the web, enjoyed my smoothie and walked away.  No awkward dwellings on any awkward moments from the past.  I'm not his type.

My mom called today to ask if I recieved the box.  How did she know?  I'm still not sure.  What was the point of avoiding giving it to me in person if everyone was going to know anyway?  I'm not really sure.  Avoiding confrontation is my best guess.

My friend has spent the last few nights with a so-called booty call.  It's obvious there's feelings...especially that itchy one you get down below.  She came home in a panic, rushed to the bathroom and stayed there for about an hour.  After the first fifteen minutes I went to check on her.  Never noticed how awkward it is to have a conversation about how she contracted crabs through a bathroom door.  I'm pretty sure she was clean before she left, but of course, I laughed my head off then immediately went out and bought new sheets and towels.

In the last few months that I've been here, I've made new Austin friends...one of which I have occasional sex with.  He called today and asked me to dinner.  He's a sweet guy...but the fact that our dinners always end with wild, crazy sex and then I don't see him for two weeks turns me on.  Yes, a sex buddy.  Yes, a friend with benefits.  Whatever you want to call it.  I told him I had plans tonight, but maybe tomorrow we could have some fun.  I should have agreed tonight for.  After all this Luke shit, I could use a drink and a good fuck., plus I'm horny as hell.

A musician friend is taking me out tonight.  I'm a sucker for guys in rock bands.

I need to go get hot for him.

Closure.