Fucking Kate. That is a permaflake. “Sorry, I’m gonna have to be lame and take a raincheck! (frowny face).” Permaflake! Except- she included a frowny face…. I keep looking at it. That frowny face means she is frowning to not be able to hang out with me, right? Despite not having a counterproposal of any kind and not saying anything in the intervening day and waiting until prompted by my text to say something—maybe she still likes me, right? Maybe maybe maybe.
How come whenever it’s one of these “maybe” things, a “maybe” is always a no. Why can’t a maybe just be a goddamn motherfucking yes for once. Have this chick text me and say “Gotta take a raincheck (frowny face), but hey– how about fuckin Tuesday.” How about Tuesday, I’ll take you out for a taco and then we can have hot unprotected sex and I’ll let you jizz in me. How come it can never be that. “Maybe” is always “I liked you OK when I was a little drunk but now I’m completely uninterested and you wasted a bunch of fucking time and money and you could have been playing Xbox.” God.