Talking on the Phone with Boys - Still Procrastinating after All These Years

Last night, I had a Grand Plan to complete all grading for my writing classes so as to be able to tabulate final grades today and to post all grades for all of my classes Friday. What did I do instead?

1. Long, excellent conversation with the Greek, who seems to be a bit of a workaholic, but that's actually kind of ok with me, as so am I, and if the other person is wicked-busy with work it takes the pressure off of me to be constantly available. What else did I find out about the Greek? 1) He watches American Idol and other reality TV (much of it very, very bad); 2) He doesn't believe in camping or other activities that don't involve indoor plumbing as recreation or as relaxing (which puts us on the same page); 3) There is some sort of ancestral home in A Famous Greek City-State, though it sounds as if he hasn't been to it for a very long time. (Also, it sounds like this ancestral home is not unlike the ancestral home of my stepdad in Lebanon, which is kind of falling apart and has squatters in it, according to those who've visited recently. In other words, fantasies of Greek Shipping Heirs should be kept at bay, even though there is an ancestral home.); 4) Plans for Saturday were finalized, and we shall be going to see Thank You for Smoking in late afternoon and then on to dinner.

2. As if that wasn't enough, I then had to return the call of my First Love (who called while I was talking to the Greek, and I hilariously said to him, "I'm sorry, I'm on the phone with a real boy right now, so I'll have to call you back," and I hung up on him) with whom I had an excellent, long conversation, in which I counseled him on the sad state of his love life. Apparently he keeps trying to go out with girls and they keep ignoring him. Not even rejecting him - just not even responding. It's a real problem. So in response to this, he's developing a crush on his ex (not me) again, even though she probably doesn't feel the same way about him, and spending lots of time with her and helping out with things around her house and things (which is the way he shows love). I told him he has to talk to her, but I wonder whether he will. He can be kind of stupid about things.

At this point, I realized that it was just too late to continue grading, and I went to bed. Of course, I told myself that lie about how I could wake up early in the morning, which was not at all something I did - or, rather, I did wake up, but I decided it was more important to lie in bed and to think about what I'll wear on Saturday. While I feel like I may need to go shopping (thus further ignorning my grading), I am very pleased with my hair and eyebrows. So glad I went and got all of that done on Tuesday! Let's hope that this first date doesn't end up in the same pathetic first-date-that-was-last-date place as all the others. It would just be too depressing.