Uh Oh
I think this post falls under the "Uh Oh" category of my title. Patterson came here on Friday and let's just say it was a VERY long weekend. The kind where you look forward to going to work. He's very nice, very polite, a gentleman. BUT, and this is a very big BUT! He's so fuckin clingy it's rediculous! He's like a god damn leach! He can't not touch me for 5 consecutive seconds. I'm an affectionate person, but Jesus Christ! Give me some room to breathe! I seriously feel like I'm suffocating. The word smothering puts it mildly. He's like a puppy, but an annoying, irritating puppy. He constantly asks me how much I like him, and what I like about him... which is a TOTAL turn off. After 60 hours of him hanging on me every waking, and sleeping minute... I am ready to scream! He's very good looking, but gets less attractive by the second. On Saturday I had two girl-friends from the bay area come to stay with me because they had a wedding to go to in town, so instead of getting a hotel room I told them to just stay with me. So they get here on Saturday afternoon, and the 3 of us are sitting at the kitchen table talking. I went to get something from the living room and Patterson (sitting in there playing video games) asks me "are you going to be in there all night???" I was like "I haven't seen her in months, and they're leaving to a wedding in an hour. So, I'm going to hang out with her right now. You can come in there if you want." So I go back in, and a couple minutes later he comes in, and pulls a chair right next to me and puts his head on my shoulder. AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! GET OFF OF ME ALREADY! FUCK!!! The 2 girls just kinda looked at me like, um ok. We were just having girl talk so he got bored and left the room, then they left and he was attached to my hip again. I could not get 2 inches away from him. So finally I told him I was going to go to the bathroom and I went and took Tylenol PM so I could pass out and he would leave me alone. It worked! Yay! Well, it kind of worked. He held me the entire night, but I was in a drug-induced coma so it didn't really matter to me. haha! The sad thing is, I totally would've given him some but the last thing I wanted to do was touch him after having him leach on to me all day. So he hasn't gotten any. Actually, well, I guess this really doesn't count on his end... but we were messing around on Friday night and he went down on me. But that's really as far as it went. Normally, I'm all about giving and receiving, but I just could not bring myself to do it. I just wanted to have some space. He held me all night that night, and I didn't sleep a wink. I can't sleep with someone holding me. So that's why the Tylenol PM came in very handy. Last night I was in the worst mood because I just feel like I can't breathe when he's around, so I told him I had to do some work on the computer. So while I'm working, he gets on his knees and puts his head on my lap. ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? I mean really, am I on the show Boiling Points on MTV? If so, somebody needs to give me my god damn money already! And it better be more than $100. I've told him several times that it's just too much for me, and to stop giving me so much attention, but he doesn't think I'm serious. He keeps saying "you like the attention huh?" I tell him no, but he still thinks I'm playing! I don't know what else to do but to actually tell him to fuck off. I don't want to do that because he is really nice, but I really don't have many options left. Here's the bad part... he's staying with me all week. He doesn't leave until Sunday. Today is only Monday! *Deeeeeeeeeeep breath* He wants to be together, but there's just no way. No freakin way. He made me realize that I am very happily single right now. I really don't know what to do.
Meanwhile... I lost my ass on the bet with First on Thursday night, so now he's up by like 8 points. Which is all bad for me. I wonder what he's going to make me do if I lose. Hmmmm...
Mama's Boy has been calling me every day, now he says he wants to be with me and doesn't care about the distance between us (1300 miles), that we can work it out somehow. Hold on, let me regain my composure from laughing my ass off! ................. Ok. I'm better now. Yeah, um, no thanks! You're my ex for a reason idiot! Maybe because you're a lying asshole! Alright, well I think I've vented enough for the day. In a couple hours I'll go home, take Tylenol PM and pass out again. Only 7 more days of this! Lord help me.Try this quiz... it's quick and interesting.
