sitting in the car

Life is a game of patterns and chance, and those who play well will win.....

Boy 1. California boy: long gone and mocing on
Boy 2.  The ex fiance: yeah, seperation anxiety but over
Boy 3: Mr. Someone: is somewhere: probably with someone else, to be honest, dunno
Boy 4: Laundrymat boy: yeah, ignoring his calls, I know I know! mean, but what can i do? he's 38. give me a break.
Boy 5:  Playa playa, hell I don't even know where he's been the past month, hmmm...should call him.
Boy 6: Salsa/Tech boy. Didn't return my calls last night. :( that makes me grumpy
Boy 7: my marine, omg, he's so into his ex, but we really need to stop getting wasted and talking about sleeping with one another
Boy 8: Last not least: yeah,, cards not only were layed on the table-- they were thrown on the table. first fight in a long time since he found out about  Boy 3, and this time was equally not as pretty.  seriously: one day, I will lose my jealous streak, and stop falling for boys who expect me to wait around till they figure it out.

There, look, all on the table, yet again, hmmmm....i wonder who gives a rat's ass. LOL. I swear, I never hide anything.
"That's too easy, I have no secrets"

Moving, moving, phoenix plans as well. gonna spend 240 on plane travel for a little piece of wood. jeeze.

*sigh,
feeling a little peturbed at the waiting for people to figure out I'm a pretty freak'n amazing person--game.

and I hate always always knowing about other girls that will be gone in three weeks time. so so annoying. really, maybe ignorance is bliss.

8sigh, well at least I know where all the cards have fallen. oh welll....
i shall continue to play my hand at the tired game of life, love, and lust.