Always on my mind
I’m really kicking myself in the ass about Saturday nite. Dammit … I wish I would have talked to him more. I’m such a candy ass. 
I guess it’s that damned ‘fear of rejection’ thing.
I don’t know why, but I can’t get him out of my head. Grrr … he keeps popping up at unexpected times. I have no idea why. I mean … I only danced with him to one song (”The Dance” … and he did say I was an interesting woman during our conversation during the dance). I haven’t been like this for quite a while. I guess I really blew it by not talking to him. 
Then again, maybe he was just being polite and I’m just a moron. 
Maybe I’ll get a second chance some time. He may be out again. I think he goes out to Pete’s and Saturday wasn’t a one-time thing. I might talk to Mona about him when I go get my hair cut either Thursday or Friday (she works with his roommate … 
). But then again, maybe I shouldn’t. I don’t want Mona to laugh at me. Even if I do run into him again, I’ll probably STILL be a candy ass.
lonely