Well, fuck Greg. It’s his loss if he suddenly, out of the blue decides that I’m not someone he needs to waste his breath on. Besides, there are much nicer guys I can talk to (i.e., Brian), so screw him.

Anyway, Shaune and I hung out almost all day today. First we went to check out the condo, and it looks pretty good. We just gotta clean up the paint buckets and stuff that are laying around. We’re apparently stealing the keys around 5 pm Saturday night … so I’m guessing that’s when we’ll be fixing it up. Then we came back … and omg, it was so hot. The AC in her car doesn’t work that well (so we didn’t even bother turning it on) … and then at like 11 tonight my dad discoveres that today was a code purple day. WTF? I’ve never even heard of that, but apparently it’s bad … like the ozone levels are off the charts or something. But it definitely was HHH (hazy, hot, and humid).

Anyway, when we got back from that, we went to Ayers, got one of the keys made, and found out that the other is illegal to have copied unless you have permission from the condo owner or something. But luckily there’s 2 copies of that key, so we’re just gonna take one and hope that no one realizes its absence until the next day.

Then we gratefully return to the cool air of my house and decide to make a page of Shaune’s crazy pictures. So she drives home, gets some pictures, drives back … and we spend an hour or two scanning, uploading, and typing. Now she like, loves me for doing it all … but hey, it’s the least I can do, since she’s awesome anyway and is letting me crash at her condo

Hmm … what else did we do? Oh yeah, we went biking in the dark! It was awesome, except still really freakin’ hot and sweat-inducing.

I’ve also decided to end the FWB thing with Brad when he gets back. I’m not gonna let him just use me when he feels horny and “has time for me.” If he wants anything, it’s gotta be all or nothing. I guess we’ll still be friends … but definitely none of this in-between, oh-I-dunno-’cause-I’m-a-big-player shit. At least that’s what it seems like.

Anyway, I’m gonna go now before I launch myself into another long Brad rant … and before my dad notices I stayed up past 1 (ooh, aren’t I the rebel).

Party time! Hehe, okay, well Shaune and I biked to Shirlington today, and while we were having our usual coffee before heading back, I mentioned that I still didn’t know what to do for my birthday. Suddenly she’s like hey, maybe we can have it at the condo! At first I’m like oh yeah, good idea, rock on, but then my conscious takes over and I’m like what woah, are you sure it’s okay and that we can pull it off? She assures me that we can make copies of her parents’ keys tomorrow, they wouldn’t visit the place while we were there or anything, and there are shower curtains already covering the floor, so cleaning up wouldn’t be too hard of a job. So yeah … I’ve already informed my dad that Shaune told me to not be busy on Saturday night, because she’s planning “something” for my birthday, I just “don’t know” what. Hopefully he’ll get the idea that it’s a surprise thing and won’t investigate further. Man, I really hope this works … or else I’m fucked, big time.

*sigh* Gotta love talking to Greg … I really don’t feel like waiting 2 weeks for Brad to freakin’ get back. I hate these long-ass Boy Scout things to has to do … but oh well. I wonder if Greg’s right about him having another girl, even though he told me there wasn’t one. And wtf is up with his beloved “friends with benefits” term. I’m gonna tell him if he wants to do ANYTHING with me relationship-wise, I want it all or nothing. No more of his little crappy games *is pissed*

Anyway, well I g2g to bed soon. Have no idea what I’m gonna do tomorrow … probably should get gas, head to Blockbuster and ask about jobs, and get some usual stuff at CVS. Yeah. And write that letter to Shannon … and READ.