My stage five clinger has only gotten worse. Every time I try to end things with him, he says something along the lines of "Thanks for telling me what I did wrong, I promise to do better." We attended in Astro's game together last night prior to I mentioned that I was hungry, so he proceeded to bring me bacon wrapped quail with wine to drink and eat on the five minute drive to Minute Maid Park. He once again brought up my suitor, asking me why I thought my suitor liked my Facebook status, and blurting out, "I cannot take you to Hawaii." (I never told him my suitor took me to Hawaii, it seems he stalked my Facebook and Instagram to find out that little gem.)
Speaking of my suitor, he has been on the horn recently letting me know how he screwed up and misses me etc etc blah blah. Of course he misses me, I am going to Newport with all our friends, he could've been there too, with me. The girl he left me for dumped him like a bad habit, so he is lonely, more blah blah.
I think men love a chase and I am going to let them keep running as I will be spending this weekend away from male distractions with friends that I love in one of my favorite places! Here is to getting rid of this stomach ache! See ya' later Houston!
