Blah day.

So I went to the beach with my friend Sean yesterday. I'm paying for it now. Super burnt. Not awesome. Sean's awesome...but I'm pretty sure he has an interest in me beyond one I have for him. Not sure I like that very much. He's adorable. Cute. Funny. Tatted up. But he's Sean. Just not in to him like that. Poor guy.

I did go day drinking with Sean on Tuesday. I got kind of hammered and ended up meeting up with Eric. Eric and I have been chatting it up for like three months now. Super long time in chatting it up world. I'm glad I met him. He's freakin cute. But I feel as though there is something off with him. Isn't there always. So we met at Green Iguana for a few drinks. Then moved on to another Green Iguana. Then we decided it was a good idea to smoke some pot. Retards. So we ended up at The Rack in South Tampa. Such a bad idea. We were so freakin drunk and stoned we got super paranoid. I'm pretty sure everyone could smell the weed on us and just kept looking at us. It was weird. He dropped me off and I like ran inside. It was fucking weird. But he's still interested in seeing me and me him. So who the fuck knows.

Hooman came over last night with some aloe to help me out. I have no idea what to think of this one. He's like interested but not interested. I have no idea what the fuck is going on. He like calls and texts but doesn't jump at the chance to hangout. Who knows maybe this is for the better...I'm sure I'd be bored or whatever if he was way into me. Like I think his family is in town now but I have no idea. We texted a couple times today but again not much. I'm going to hold off and let him text me next. I know that sounds soooo fucking childish but I'm over being the one chasing him. Blah.

Obviously I didn't hangout with Daddy Joey on Wednesday...he had a cold. Or so he said. Whatever. I don't care.