fleetwood mac is always appropriate.
me: so i think i'm over it. ain't worth it
Matt: yeah?
me: yeah
Matt: it's probably a good thing that you realize that.
me: i feel like maybe i was more into it b/c i knew it wouldn't work
i'd prob get tired of him anyway... like every other dude i'm into.
Matt: ha!
me: ha! seriously though
Matt: i feel ya. maybe he wasn't leading you on, but since he knew....it had to empower him a bit.
me: fuck that shit
Matt: there's nothing wrong with loving him for five minutes.
me: i loved him for a few weeks though... today, i'm going to run by him and yell "I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE"
fuck off
jk... we're friends
Matt: you should tell him you don't love him anymore. that would be funny.
me: haha, i think i will
Matt: you should take a boom box and put on fleetwood mac's 'what makes you think you're the one?' ... then, after the song is over.....you hit him with, 'i don't love you anymore'.
and walk away
me: ha, i'm laughing out loud
Matt: HIS WORLD=RUINED
Jun 25th
on living with two totally straight men
Dewberry: claire, are you watching the supernatural? which disc? which episode? this show is so awesome. it's about two guys that fight ghosts and demons! they are kind of heart throbby. i mean, look how cute they are.
William: totally, how can you not love that jared padalecki and jensen ackles!
Dewberry: yeah, we know they're names in real life... which one do you think is the cutest, claire?
me: whichever one plays sam.
Dewberry: are you serious?! he is so whiny. i thought for sure that you would love dean because he is the bad boy. i thought you liked bad boys?
William: oh my god, i know... how can you not like dean better? come on, claire... he's the tough one.
me: eh, the other guy is taller.
Jun 19th
the ties that bind
me: i was talking to matt the other day, and he said, 'between you and mollie, i don't know what the deal is. you are two of the most beautiful, laid-back girls that i know, and you have the absolute worst luck with dudes.'
mollie: ugh. we do. you know why? because people don't want laid-back. they want someone who treats them like shit that they have to conquer and earn, so that when they can squeeze affection out of them, it's like a prize. it boosts their sense of self-worth.
me: i am a national treasure! i'm the best catch in the nation! who the fuck wouldn't want to get with that?! come on, nation!
mollie: seriously! hey, u.s.a.--don't you want to get fucked really good, and then go get something to eat?
me: that's all i want.
mollie: me too. but apparently, it is a solo venture.
me: we're going to end up alone, eating sub sandwiches and masturbating, aren't we?
mollie: yes, we are.
Jun 10th