31 May 2007 - 9:15 pm

More of the same, more of the same.

He calls me up and sounds downright giddy, gleeful with love and infatuation for his new love. Why does he call me then? To rub my face in it? What does that accomplish?

And in the meantime, he can't possibly return my phone calls, my emails, my pages (not like I have done tons of each, but like one of each, to make sure he gets some communication in case his internet is down (happened two weeks ago) or his phone is acting up and not receiving messages (also happened about three weeks ago)) because really, he's with her.

He tells me that he got my messages, and figured he should call me back, but he was out of town Sunday and Monday, and had forgotten his phone here. Hmm. Today is Thursday. I emailed him Friday, texted him Saturday, called and left a message Sunday. So the only item he didn't get until he got back to town was the phone call. And then he told me of his adventures trying to be the first in line at a Chick-Filet opening for the last couple days....

I asked how Meg was enjoying these things, because even though he did not mention her or use the word We, only I, it was obvious to me that she was with him for both events. Thus why he couldn't possibly call until Thursday, while driving on his way to work. He lies by omission and is so obvious. He fessed up and said she was enjoying herself a great deal, all the fun things they have been doing.

Funny that, I had Sunday and Monday free, that if I were actually still in the non-boyfriend/girlfriend relationship we had been playing for the past two years, it probably still wouldn't have occurred to him to ask me to go with him to visit his friend in the SF area who was offering free plane tickets to come visit for a Memorial Day party.

I asked him to call me tonight, and he promises he will, after he gets off work. Why, he asks, because I want to lecture him?
I think of saying, Why, do you feel you deserve to be lectured about something?
No, I answer, because I am leaving town for our trip in just over a week, and there is still plenty we need to plan, discuss.

The only way this is working, I figure, is he probably failed to mention to his new love that he is going on a vacation with me. Again, that lie by omission. Sure, he's meeting up with friends, someone's picking him up at the airport, he and his friend are driving to Memphis to see Graceland, there's an RV that's been rented, meeting up in Huntsville, the drive back to Nashville in the rented car with the friend, and even a ride from the airport back to home with that same friend, etc., but I'm guessing that friend is not being named, or my name is being substituted with an innocuous male friend's name who will also be there.

Because she was seriously concerned when she couldn't get ahold of him the one night he spent with me at Coachella, and according to him, they had only been dating a month at that point. Maybe two or three in actuality, but still, to not be able to get ahold of him, not trust him and to get jealous? I just figure she doesn't know that I will be there with him at Bonnaroo.

Because I asked did she have a problem with it, and he gave a nebulous answer. But I don't think I asked if she knew I would be there. With him.

Anyway, the tickets are supposed to arrive tomorrow, and tonight I will be asking him, does he really want to take this trip with me? Because to go from talking every night, sleeping together once or twice every weekend, to now barely communicating, and on such a perfunctory level, not making any plans to do anything together as friends, and only bothering to call me when on his way to work, and calling me while I am at work on my work phone, so that I can't get too loud, and he always has an excuse to get off the phone, and to claim that we never were seeing each other, when all of that changes when he starts seeing someone else, well, call me crazy, but it sounds like the couple that wasn't, has broken up.

My body sure is reacting that way, getting depressed, losing my appetite, losing weight, suffering from insomnia, etc. These are break up symptoms. And he has no idea.

When he called, he asked how my weekend was. I didn't answer. What he was really asking was for me to ask him how fabulous his weekend was. Mine was miserable, because I couldn't get ahold of him. And I knew he was with her. Her who he said to begin with he didn't like that much, that she tried too hard, she was too loud, and that he grew tired of her. That she's heavier than he likes to date.

I guess he got over all that.