The last few days have been harder than I thought they'd be. I did my usual routine of listening to Here I Go Again by White Snake. That usually helps me to feel better after I get my heart broken. I can usually pull off some convincing air drums during the chorus, even through my tears.
Then Mindy calls me today. She apologized to me again and said that she didn't want our relationship to end. I said, "Mindy! You told my friend that you wanted him to marry you instead of his girlfriend." Then I asked her if she really thought she and I could actually "go" somewhere... like, longterm. She did a whole song and dance about how she knows dozens of married couples who have stories about dating their husbands best friend before finally falling for their husband and crap like that. Then I said, "But, Mindy... you're not attracted to me." "Yes I am." "Well, you told Bryson that you weren't attracted to me, didn't you?" "Well... yeah... I did, but that doesn't mean I could NEVER be attracted to you. That kind of thing comes with time. Just please give me another chance, Calvin. I like you so much. Calvin... I love you."
Are you serious? She told me that she loved me... 3 days after she tells my friend that I'm hideous and she wants to wrap her legs around him and his fancy truck. Whatever.
However, I decided that I would let Mindy have another chance. She'll be coming with us on our date this Friday.
Jake is pretty stoked about this co-worker of his, Andrea. She is pretty cute, but not in a "stuff $1 bills into her underwear" kind of way. More like in a "I don't watch R-rated movies and I wear a One Piece swimming suit to Lagoon-a-Beach" kind of way.