Here I Go Again!

Update: I totally ditched Mindy. All of my roommates were giving me crap about giving Mindy another chance so I guess you could say I caved to the peer pressure. Even after I decided I wasn't gonna take her to the lake last Friday, I still kind of wanted to see her one last time so we could roll around. She's an amazing kisser and I figured it was gonna be awhile until I would be able to kiss another girl. It's usually more work than I think it's gonna be.

I called Mindy on Friday afternoon, about 2 hours before I was supposed to pick her up. She answered the phone. The conversation went something like this:

"Hey Mindy. It's Calvin. What are you doing?"

"Watching tennis."

"Oh. Hey, I was thinking... I don't think we should date anymore. It's not working for me."

"Really? Um. Ok."

"Great. Bye, Mindy."

I hung up quickly and I didn't answer when she called back. Today is the first day that she hasn't tried to get a hold of me (even though it's still pretty early). I'm actually kind of nervous that she'll get frustrated enough that she'll actually drive over here. I guess I'll deal with that when (and if) it happens.

Jake's date, Andrea, set me up with her best friend last Friday for our group date. It was pretty awesome. My date's name was Amy. She was pretty cute and I think we got along pretty well. Andrea also set Aaron up with her cousin. I got a weird vibe, the whole date, that Aaron's date was kind of into me, as well. (Un)fortunately, we have our Mantra so it's not like I'm gonna try to steal her away from him... even though she's pretty hot.

By the way, I was just thinking the other day that nobody has ever offered me alcohol. Odd, isn't it? Actually, I take that back... when I was flying to Ireland, the stewardess asked if I wanted anything to drink and I said, "Sure." Then she asked if I wanted some "Squash". I'd never heard of it before so I said, "Is it alcoholic?" and she answered, "It is if you want it to be." I, of course, said no thanks... just regular squash would be great, but I'm pretty sure that counts as having alcohol offered to me.

Other than that, nobody has ever offered me alcohol. I guess that just shows you the type of people I choose to have around me. Plus, I'm sure it tastes like butt-hole.

Calvin