Speak Softly And Carry A Big Stick

So I've been doing this rethinking thing where the Java Guy is concerned. That particularly needy yet devious side of me wanted to just pursue, consume, and crush him with every bit of sweetness I had to give. Once I saw the girlfriend, it became utterly and painfully apparent that there were real people involved in all of this. That's just not me to come between two people, not for me to be the one to ruin something for someone else. Been there, done that, not a fun prospect when you have to look in the mirror and like yourself in the days to come. Right? Right! Can't say that it doesn't hurt, but such is life in a string of stupid choices. In the meantime, Java Guy wants to introduce me to a friend of his. I can only hope this was a decision he made in my best interests rather than his own. I also have Hmmm. I don't know. Perhaps I am passing judgment upon the whole situation created by myself and another. It's a real downer to think about in that way. Got used. Now I have to deal with that. Yuck. So I'm willing to take yet another risk, hoping that it's not a HUGE mistake. Again, I just don't know what to think anymore. So I'm thinking this friend of Java Guy's will get introduced to my big brothers in the SCA who fight heavy with big sticks and shields beating the snot out of each other. If that doesn't scare him off, perhaps he has good intentions? LOL YEAH BABY! If he doesn't run off screaming, then maybe he'll stay in line and treat me right. I have no clue. I hate not knowing how to read minds. I need to work on that whole ESP thing. I should be good at it with all the work I do with attempting to the read minds of clients. Uh-huh. Oh well, more to come later.

~T~

...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel...
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin