hai-yah

i can't believe how little time there is left before comps. i can't believe how little time there is left to the whole thing. i still remember that surprisingly enjoyable drive out to holy family twice a week ... wednesday evenings and saturday mornings. survived bogart, trudeau, wack temp-control in the ed building, neal, mark, mike, empty soda machines, class till 9.41 p.m., recorder finals (all i can say is, thank god we never had to sing.)

went to the housewarming party tonight. i think K and al were doing their cat and mouse thing again, and it was very un-cute. al saw jason and me at coffee or tea the other night, and must have told K, who brought it up as the girls and i were leaving the party. "hey al, where'd you say you saw chris?"

"coffee or tea." al is giving me some kind of *look*.

me: "oh yeah? why didn't you say hi?"

"i was outside, i only saw you as you were leaving."

uh-huh.

and here's the thing. i put it all out there for K. i stopped letting him think that i really don't spend all that much time with jason. i told him point-blank that it's cool that he (K) and i still hang out, but basically, i don't care what he does with XPD or any of his other chickie friends, and that what i do isn't his business anymore either. maybe someday i'll take the time to explain in full detail what is happening with j, but for now let's just say, we hang out a very lot and i do not lie to K about it - why should i?

so funny, a few days after his dense remark about the praxis, K says, "i gotta take you out to celebrate passing the test." i say, "cool. maybe zippy's sometime next week."

my mom got mad when i told her that story (which i thought was funny, personally.) she goes, "that was your chance to tell him that you're not just a cheap date!" (which i also found funny. because i am.) anyway, i said his chance to figure out shit like that expired on valentine's day. maybe i am still being shallow but after the whole dumpage thing and the spiel about zippy's vs. mediterraneo's, me vs. christine, one might think he'd use v-day as an opportunity to make some kind of effort in the direction i was talking about. he did not. so i told my mom, the days for that are over. what do i care NOW if i never eat anything but saimin and chili with him? right there at the dinner table i explained it to my mom like this: "it's like johnny punani says every morning on 102.7 FM: 'PAU, GO 'WAY!'" ... she was not amused.

anyway, i took the girls to the party and they had a pretty good time. K looked fine (as in really, really fine) but the nice thing is, i am getting over that. it used to be really easy to separate the looks and all that other goodness from the behavior, but now i'm pretty good at remembering that they go together.