One weekend; two extremes

My weekend started on Thursday.
Matt came in the morning, and I thought the first day went well. We hung out, relaxed, just what he likes to do- and I was more comfy with him this time since I know his ex is okay with this.

We went to El Rancherito and had dinner with Erin and Matt Stevens. We had some beers. I was having fun, and I was so happy I literally smiled at him the whole time. He made me practically glow.
That night, we went to Hatter's and he got drunk and I got sober, and I don't really know what was going on butit seemed like every time I talked to him it was wierd and he didn't want to, so he would walk away. The only things he would say reminded me of Andy, playful making fun of me (something I never would have expected to get from him.) We went home, and he passed out on my couch. I took a shower and got on the Internet. I saw him the next morning around 8 p.m. when Thill got home and woke us up- I would have expected him to come lay with me, but I would have been wrong.

Friday he decided not to stay for Stephen's party, but he did actually go to some of it. This time, I got drunk and not him. Since he had to drive home. When I had some beers in me I told him I knew he was mad because he thinks that I hate his dog. He still denied it. Later that night it got wierd again. He left Stephen's and I walked him to his car to leave. The dog jumped out of the car and ran down the street, ruining the mood. I didn't kiss him once this weekend. I shut the door and told him to drive safe. When he got home he called to say he made it, and I said "is that all you called for?" He said we would talk tonight after my parents left. I texted him ack after I left Stephen's and set out to rid my house of dog hair- and I told him I understood. He said "understood what?" So I don't know if we're on the same page or not, but I don't really want to talk to him because if he breaks this off then I have been dumped. When in actuality I should probably end it before he gets that chance. But we'll see what happens.

I'm sick of fighting the dog. He's not over hix ex. He's not the type of person who wants to tell me I'm something special (I'm beginning to know what bothered Andy about me not literally telling him he was special to me, just because I thought he should already know that). I would say he's not one for any pda, but I know that's untrue because I saw him with his ex. I'm willing to give him any time he needs- I'm not a bitch. But I must say-I deserve better than having to wait all my life for something that could possibly never happen, so I can't say I will be waiting around doing nothing while he moves on, and I can't say I will for sure still be around when he's ready for something. If it would even work out, which at this point is looking like about a 5 percent chance.

On the other hand, my parents came this weekend for family weekend. I need to get my pics developed and then you'll know how it goes around here. I took them to Aaron's and we partied with all the DEN people. It was a blast. Then I made them go to Hatter's. They're still not the bar type of people.

Well, I'm going to work on some homework and possibly nap- and take my camera in for developing- before chapter.

Rachelowe- sounds good for that weekend. Friday seems good for me. I might have to get up early Sunday and drive back for a meeting. I MIGHT be home Thursday night, unless something comes up. Later