Hello Don't You Know Me...

...I'm the dirt beneath your feet.
What I was getting at last night when I was attacked by Ravenous Moisture-Stealing Dehydrating Cats Landing On My Head And Claiming To Be My Long Lost Brothers, was this.
Several people were making fun of Larkin to me last night before she got there. It actually made me feel bad that people had such a bad oppinion of her, while I still wanted her. I told several people who asked that it was over...
but something deep inside me knew I was lying.
Karen made me feel like a little kid being disciplined when she was talking about Larkin, but more importantly I knew that I would rather have Karen anytime.
She has a sense of reality around her that I don't encounter that often.
She also is prettier, more fun to talk to, and wilder.
Its almost as if I'm being pulled down by Larkin, while Karen seems to lift me up.
Now I doubt I'd be able to date her any time soon, because I think she just recently got a BF, but there's always the chance, ya see.
I was really not wanting to go to Shakespear in the park with Larkin on friday, and it was wednesday.
She wasn't talking, she had this aloof personality thing going on, she was being annoying and REALLY DRUNK. So I've excused myself from the table and sitting with Karen and her friends. I tell Karen about this date, and how I really don't want to go, and she gets all chipper and says "if it doesn't work out with her, you can take me on Saturday."
Like a dumbass I didn't get her number *slaps face.
But I was proud of Larkin last night. She only drank one pitcher, and walked home before it got dark, sober.
oooohhh, whatthehell?