|Not really an On Again Off Again kind of girl.|
So, Pajama Guy. Again, still. A couple of weekends ago Pajama Guy called me. And left a voice mail. I don't know if that's good or bad. I mean at least he's not pulling that "you've got to call me back" crap, but here's the thing: I don't want to talk to him. There wasn't anything terrible in the message; it was just a "hey, how are you?" And it wouldn't have been too bad if he hadn't also texted me on the following Monday with a "May the Fourth be with you." Ugh. Don't get me wrong, I usually love May the Fourth, but this year I didn't want to have anything to do with after getting his text. I had to log off Twitter because all the May the Fourth messages were making me super angry. Because why won't he just go away?
I may have also been less annoyed at the whole situation if The Marine hadn't also texted out of the blue after 2 years on the Sunday in between. And then called this past Saturday morning. At 4am. No, I didn't answer. I don't answer my phone at that hour unless it's important. I'm sure nothing he had to say was important. He also left a "Hey, how's it going? I need to talk to you" voicemail. What is going on? Why are these people trying to get a hold of me? What do they think we need to talk about? I don't want to talk to them about anything.
I don't do on again off again. You are all off and cannot be back on. End of story.