So, “G” (as He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named shall now be known) leaves next week for his extended job hunting trip/vacation to Florida. I have mixed feelings about this. He’s gonna be gone a little over two months. This is for the best. He’ll go down there, re-establish ties to his friends there, get a job and I’ll never hear from him again … hopefully. He hasn’t taken the hint so far that I can’t do the friendship thing with him anymore. I never call or e-mail him about anything. He is always the one that contacts me first about doing stuff. It seems like he would have realized that I have placed a barrier (albeit a small one) between us. But, I can’t seem to help myself. Whenever he calls my resolve always breaks and I agree to hang out with him. Yeesh. I know, I know … I shouldn’t be telling you all this information. I should suck it up and tell him that I can’t do “friendship” with him. I am way too much of a Libra-ish pussy to do that. I know that if I started “that” conversation with him that I would end up a weepy mess begging him to care for me the way I care for him … better to keep the status quo and bide my time until he is gone for good and I don’t have to deal with him anymore.