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I'm sick of being second best. And of people getting the wrong idea. Take last night for example. There's a guy that I like, at one time as more than a friend, but as he's got three kids and is in limbo with his wife (as far as separation/divorce), I'm not going to step in the middle of that. So I backed off, set my sights elsewhere. No biggie, right?

So we went out last night, me and <a href="http://www.suicidegirls.com/members/NightEmber79">NightEmber79</a> and a bunch of friends went out to Porter's to celebrate NightEmber's birthdays. Well the guy in question, lets call him oh....Jack for the sake of the story...was bartending. We are hanging out, having a blast, and three different people, including Jack, invite me upstairs to a little afterbar. wheeee fun. We go upstairs, hang out, yay wheewhoo.

The guy who lives upstairs is sort of my crush at the moment, if you can call it that, so it was a fun night, just a lot of harmless flirting, etc. Well then, all a sudden, Jack starts kissing me. I had had quite a few to drink, so I was rather shocked into not doing anything. Then he starts going off about how he is still married and can't be doing this and blah blah blah while in the next sentence he's talking about how his situation is going to change becasue h'e's getting a divorce and how he's very attracted to me, then ooooo we shouldn't do this blah blah blah. SHEESH. it was very weird. my conclusion is to just leave THAT situation alone, even if he's a good kisser. but he keeps telling me about how we can't be together (OK OK I GET IT) and then in the next breath how much he wants me.

bullshit.......i dont' play second best to anybody.

now the boy that lives upstairs.....kudos for me,t hat's going along quite well.

wish me luck. enough rambles for now.

i love my rubber piggy.