I Had Other Plans When Saturday Started

Regardless of that, I still had a great time.
I was supposed to go to a comedy club with Larkin at 10:30.
9:30 rolls around, and I think, 'oh shit, i need to take another shower.'
Needn't have worried. This girl has a habit of saying 'sure, let's do that' and then completely blowing me off.
SO instead I go down to Campus Pub and have a great time with some friends I hadn't seen in a while, got flirted with by several beautiful women, and got kissed by my Cousin-in-law's ex-girlfriend, who was completely BLASTED.
The kind of blasted you get when a two-year relationship ends.
So i find out that one of my friends is cousin to Ashley(the x gf), and that yes, in fact, they did just break up last week sometime.
I'm sitting there thinking, Larkin could have been having a great time with me, but instead she chose to do something else, though, historically, she's sat on her ass waiting for someone to call.
*throws his hands up in the air*
HER LOSS.
Then i start to think about how much fun we would have had had we gone to Comedy Off Broadway, and all I could think of was Larkin spending too much money on booze, and me having to carry her to the car because she passed out in the parking lot.
So this brings up other things.
A girl who comes to Pint Night all the time has been flirting with me, and I told her that Larkin and I were going on a date(four weeks ago, the first one). She asked what we were doing, and I told her Shakespear in the Park.
She looks at me and says, excitedly, If that doesn't work out with her you can take me on saturday.
Cool.
So with last night's flirting(CIL's XGF notwithstanding), and the flirting that's been going on lately, I think, as Hoang Cong Doung Jr. (Wong Kong Dong[my former Vietnamese roommate. {No, seriously. We tell him jokingly that Long means Jr. in Vietnamese}]), would say, "My pimp status is rising."

Im thinkin about droppin this lush who can't commit even to a fucking date, though she kisses me just about every Wednesday at Pazzo's(now i call her a lush because on our first date she drank so much she passed out. Every time she comes to Pint Night she has to stumble out the door, and has started making no sense already, who as often as not, sits down in the hallway outside of Pazzo's for a while because she's too drunk to walk).
The only reason I've given her as many chances as I have is that I had a crush on her in high school, and she genuinely seems interested when I see her or talk to her on the phone.

Now, a bit of clarification.
first date, coolness. over the next week I can't get ahold of her, except on wednesday. The next weekend is her birthday, she is supposed to eat with her family on friday, and come out with me on saturday. Well her family says no at the last minute and takes her out on saturday instead of friday. She doesn't call anyone to do anything on friday, and complains that it was the most depressing birthday. Sigh. So her aunt and uncle from somewhere out there...beneath the pale moon light... come in. so they don't leave until like 11:00, and she calls me then, and we talk, she apologizes, etc. wednesday she kisses me, but says she has to pack this weekend so she can do something next weekend. so we don't plan any thing. Wednesday comes again and I kiss her. we make plans for saturday. friday I call her to make sure we're still on, and she says she may still be packing, moving out on monday and all.
and then we go back to the beginning of the post for what happend saturday.
so really, Its not like we've really had the easiest of times trying to get together, but we've at least tried.
I say this because I don't want someone thinking that Im holding on past signs that say she doesn't want to go out with me again.
Fuck. Writing this has gotten me back in the mood to do something with her. I mean, she's hot, and every time we're together outside of a large group of friends, she's engaging, talkative, funny, intelligent, HOT.
She has told me things at Pint Night on wednesday that make me smile, stuff that doesn't spring from telling someone what they want to hear.
Instance One: I was drawing on her leg at Pint Night, she moves to give me better leverage, and now Im looking up her skirt. I feel like a pervert, so i focus on her leg, and she says something to the effect of, hey, now you get to look up my skirt. then she shifts again and Im sitting between her legs, drawing on her upper thigh(it was a dragon that coiled around her leg from her foot to her skirt line), and she says, now your between my legs, I smile, not knowing what to say really, because Im drunk, I've had a crush on this girl for a long time, and im not used to girls hitting on me so openly, so she says, seeing my reaction, 'oh well, we'll have sex eventually.'
Instance Two: 'We would make a great couple.' I look at her, thinking, this is too good to be true, and she smiles, 'we're both ex druggies, both ex-cons, ex-christian youth group leaders' again, im kinda thinkin, what's this girl doing?
Instance Three: without me ever saying that I had a crush on her at the last youth retreat we went on, where we flirted like hell, but were too tightly wound in the guilt of bad baptist teachings that we figured we'd go to hell quicker than any handbasket has a right to go if we made out at this youth retreat, she tells me that she had a huge crush on me at this place.

So in conclusion, its not as if this is being pulled out of my ass, It just seems that the timing is a bit off, but that can be fixed here shortly, when she will live less than a five minute walk away from me, on the way to Pazzo's, wich is about a mile away from my new apt.

BTW sorry about the lack of flow this post has, Its been two days since i've written anything, and thus, most of these feelings are welling up from my subconscious, having been forgotten when there was no outlet to write them.