it seems that every single emotion i'm having today runs the risk of The Superlative. i'm the happiest; the most restless; the horniest; the laziest; the most fucking freaked out. i'm not anything in moderation, and everything to the nth degree. it's fucking annoying -- yes, yes, the MOST annoying! (sure, why wouldn't it be?)

and, of course, there's always a boy to add to the mix. this is a new boy, a boy that i know is a tease, but at least he's age appropriate! that's a step in the right direction, right? sadly, while i was trying to be coy with the new, exciting boy, there was another, self-adoring, attention-sucking, buttinski boy who would weasel his way into any conversation i was having with i'm-too-shy boy.

DAMN!

but lovely boy e-mailed me that very same night, mere hours after our confab. he sent me some music that he tho't i'd like (he was correct in his thinking) and said that he was glad that we got to talk more than we usually do -- exclamation point, exclamation point.

and knowing what an overeager idiot i usually am, i chose not to respond 'til the next day -- early afternoonish. i don't know; what's the rule now? i mean, i know there used to be a three-day rule, but i'm getting on in years and don't have much time to waste. besides, at what point is it nobler to just be the freak you are instead of the cool chick you're so obviously not?

so now my point is that it's been a day, and i haven't heard back.

and now, just having typed that, i realize how ridiculous i'm being. o.k., mini-panic attack/sense-of-desperation-'cause-a-good-thing's-slipping-away is over.

oh, and ps: this guy is adorable, but -- as i've already said -- a tease. if i were to get my hopes up, i know that it'd be nothing but mind games and waiting to see who made the next move. UGH! what IS it these days? maybe i could just be the one to say, hey, what are we doing? are we friends? are you gonna ask me out? 'cause i'll say yes!

peace.