As some of you might remember from my previous blog, I’ve decided to go The Shit Test with my love life. What is The Shit Test, you ask? That’s when you throw a bunch of shit against the wall and see what sticks.

The other night I was talking to my friend Lucie on Facebook, and we talked about getting together. She goes to Western, which is about an hour’s drive from me. When I was at work yesterday she texted me and asked if I was serious about coming up there. I was having a somewhat crappy day, so I figured why not. I was working until 8:00 and she had a night class that didn’t get out until 9:00, so we both knew this would be a late night. And of course the universe decided it should pour rain, which always seems to happen when we hang out.

It was about 9:30 when I finally got there, soaking wet. We took her roommate to campus so she could do some laundry and we got pizza. After that we came back and watched a movie on her laptop until her roommate was finished with her laundry and we had to go pick her up. After that we just kinda sat around talking, mostly randomness. Around 2:30 we were both about to fall asleep, but I didn’t bring anything, so I decided to drive home. It was close to 4:00 when I got home, and I wound up sleeping until around 1:30 this afternoon.

For the most part it was a pretty uneventful evening – two friends goofing off, cursing the rain, watching Stepbrothers, eating pizza, etc. But in a way, it was a lot more. Ever since that night last week when she told me that she really liked me when we first met, I’ve been questioning things. Is it better to go with the sure thing, even if you’re not sure you still want it? Or do you continue to pursue the unknown, which you think you want? Last night was a lot of fun, but that’s about all it was. I didn’t feel any sparks, I didn’t feel any urge to push things further. I realized that she’s a great friend, but that’s more than likely all we’re meant to be. And I’m perfectly fine with that. In fact, it actually feels pretty good knowing that. I’m assuming she feels the same way, because she didn’t try to push things either. We’re better off this way, we make pretty awesome friends.

Today, after my epic sleep, I went to the store and the laundromat. I bumped into a former roommate at the laundromat and we got caught up, it was kinda cool. Then while my clothes were washing I decided to finally quit being a pussy and call Kat. There’s a concert on Thursday that I’m probably going to, and I’ve toyed around with the idea of inviting her. I wasn’t sure she’d pick up, I feel like she’s kept her distance and I’m not sure how to read that. But lo and behold, she did pick up. She was out with her friends, so we didn’t talk for long, but it was a pretty good chat. She said no to the concert, too short notice. But she was very warm and friendly, it felt like she genuinely missed talking to me. She’s going out of town this weekend so she’s been working almost every day. I told her to let me know when she was free and we would figure something out. I’ll probably call her early next week and see what her schedule is like. I’m realizing actually calling is better with her than texting. But yeah, hopefully we’ll be able to get together again soon.

So yeah. I got some questions answered. Something didn’t stick. The jury is still out on the rest. I think I have a clearer idea what I want and how to go about it. And I guess that’s about it.