A Wise Mistake?

Well, I think I've gone and done it now...

I have made the mistake of making my expressive fingers do the talking on the ol' text messages when I've had a couple wobbly pops. Combined with that feeling like I can't lose, like it's such a great idea, to just kind of spill some beans to the girl that you fancy and expecting some sort of result out of the whole thing.

Now, I can't say that I was overly demanding, rude or obnoxious... I think I was trying to just get through that I would like to see her, but it's hard to get anything out of her voice mail.

I said what?!?

I think that was a fairly good paraphrasing of what I said. She actually responded right away... but my phone wouldn't stop making it's noise for a new message. As soon as I heard it the first time, I thought to myself... 'I did what?!?' I didn't want to read the response... I didn't want to own up to myself that I did that. I knew I shouldn't have. I said to myself at the pub... 'don't use your phone tonight, Clayton. Don't do it.' But nevertheless, I came up with this great idea that I thought would work some sort of miracle.

Did it?

Oh... no. She had meant to return my phone calls, but has been too busy juggling work and school and whatever else. Well, at least that cleared up some questions... but it does come down to the idea of even just picking the phone up and just saying, 'hey, I'm still really busy... just wanted to return your call... we'll get around to doing something soon.' Even as open-ended as that... just the phone call goes a long ways.

No real excuse for me to send a 'calling-out text' like that though... and even a semi-apologetic response. It's really good that I don't keep copies of what I sent on this Samsung phone or else I'd feel twice as bad as I do, 'cuz then I can look at the mayhem I've caused. Yeah, I actually tried to call her... with no idea what I'd say, but I thought I would try to talk to her at least. She didn't pick up the phone... so I ended up sending her that other text.

That one didn't really garner a response.

Last night was mildly behaved until that point... I stayed in the pub last night after work. Greg wanted to sit and chat more about the details of play during the Street Hockey Tournament... so we discussed that. There were two hockey games on the tube there as well... so, I watched them. Benny came in too... so, I drank with him.

I was giving Theresa a hard time last night... actually, we had a pretty good laugh at her expense. I always give her shit about taking breaks and what not... so, before she actually started her shift at the bar, we were sitting together discussing how good of a 'break-taker' she was. You kinda had to be there, but I thought it was worth mentioning.

Yesterday at work, I received 1/5th of my January volume of work on the 1st of February. What the?!? I mean, the e-mails pretty much didn't stop at all... it was kind of sickening. It's good though, 'cuz I'll still be busy today as I was yesterday. So, that's good.

This morning, some guy in a van was giving me the one-finger salute... he wasn't very happy when (only speculating) I came up behind him on the highway as he (and a few other cars) were slowly passing a school bus. This was on the TransCanada coming into town... I mean, people... it's a highway. So, as I came up from behind, I shifted to my left to see how many cars were in front of this van I came up to... there were a few. As we got past the bus, the van pulled over into the slow lane, the guy stuck out his arm from the window. At first I couldn't really tell what he was on about... so I slowed down thinking something was the matter. When I realized he had nothing really to signal me for... I decided to finally pass him and as I did he stuck his arm out again and then I found the bird he had flipped. That was kinda odd... but whatever. So, I got passed him and he decided to go in behind me and shift over to the left, obviously in protest of my maneuver... puzzled, I just kept on going. I kept on going, he caught up, pulled right beside me... here I thought, just ignore him, which I did... but does that mean I won't see the bullet from his road rage?? Chance I was willing to take. I couldn't really see why he was mad... maybe just easily angered... so I didn't really give his protest the time of day.

Sorry dude... don't see what you're on about... so screw off.

Anyways, that has been my entertaining time away from the Blog... busy day today, 2 interviews, lots of filings, floor hockey... and probably continuing to wrap my head around text-message-gate.