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Friday, July 1, 2011

Moving On

Like I knew he would, James shot me a text. Boo. I mean, really? I'm in my mid 30's, you're damned near 40, and you text me instead of a phone call? Negro, please. I said that I wouldn't respond to his text, but I did. He asked how my day was in his freaking text and 3 hours later I said that I was doing good. He shot back a text asking if I had any plans aside from the party at Candy's that he would not be attending with me. A few hours later I simply responded with "No."

Seriously, I'm tired of the song and dance. He doesn't want shit. He doesn't call me, we have only talked on the phone about 3 times since we met a few weeks ago. Time for both of us to do something different.

On another note, I'm looking forward to hanging with friends on Saturday. I was considering bringing Jordan from Outward the other night, but I think he's kind of 'hood and if that's the case, I'm not trying to introduce him to my friends like that. Candy then told me that her roommate James Franco will be inviting his friends too who are also hood so at least Jordan would be comfortable. No dice. So far Jordan is cool, but I have to make sure that he can have a conversation about music without saying some dumb shit like Lil' Wayne is better than Stevie Wonder. Once I know him a little better, we'll see where he fits in the grand scheme of things.

I'm thinking that it will be nice to hang with Champion though. He's normally pretty busy so I'm hoping he's still available tomorrow. Who knows, maybe after a few times hanging out, he'll make it to my "Promised Land"...

Keisha.

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