Milo is moving out in about a week. I still stand by what I said before—I’m happy for him, it’s going to be very convenient (for him) and all that. But it is upsetting. I knew this day would eventually come, but still. It’s going to feel awfully lonesome around here. Not much chance of seeing him at all once he’s practically next-door to his girlfriend.
I had a date with a really nice guy last night. Ryan. We had a lot of fun. At one point he even stole my line: “This reminds me of that one episode of Seinfeld.” Heh. And he taught me how to use chopsticks! I finally understand! He’s moving away soon, though, at least for the summer. To Illinois. I’m not likely to see him anymore.
I told Milo tonight that we had gotten our movie tickets, and by the way he reacted (I know his reactions; he doesn’t have to say anything for me to know exactly what he’s thinking), I knew he was wishing we’d asked him to come and get his at the same time. (I actually knew that when I found out we were going to pick them up.) And I feel bad because there’s one of those things where it’s me pushing him away by intentionally not asking, so he’s going to go and do it with his girlfriend instead. But I had to avoid the impossible situation of asking him to come and telling him, “I’m sorry; you can’t invite your girlfriend.” It’s either hang with him and his girlfriend, or just let them be alone together. I don’t like it either way (anything that involves him and a girlfriend of any sort just sucks), but what can I do? I don’t want to watch it.