Some months ago, I started things up with Clark. We had a botched first meet where he didn't show up, and didn't send a message or call or anything to explain his absence. I thought that that was a pretty strong hint, but after he asked for a second chance (I'm all about giving things a second try), things went pretty well. Mostly, it was sex, with the occasional dinner thrown in here and there. We had a pretty good connection, but after he started throwing around the "Royal We," I got a bit scared. After a few weird chats, we were back on the path of intermittent fucks.

Clark goes on business trips a lot, and well, who knows what (or who) he does when he's away. The last few times, though, he's been too busy to see me even when he is in town. I tried to meet up with him during the last couple of weeks, but his replies were vague and his habitual difficulties in getting back to me prevented us from hooking up. I wanted to see him this past week, but no amount of dropping hints or blatant statements (i.e., I'm really horny. What are you doing?) reached him.

I'm not one to be ignored. If conflict presents itself, I will run towards it with open arms, and then proceed to smash it to pieces... Anyhow, after he had blown me off for last time, I finally got a response from him tonight. He said he had a wonderful New Year's Eve celebration. How nice. After a few texts back and forth, I discovered he had a new girl on the scene (apparently bi), and that was the most probable source of his disappearance. I guess that's what guys do: new girl--potential girlS! Drop old one(s). He didn't even reply my last text wishing him a happy and satisfying 2009, sheesh! ;) Ah well, he should just be so lucky that I'm not vindictive. Certain x-rated photos/video won't randomly find themselves on the Internet. Damn, I wish I were more of a petty bitch right now. :P

Happy 2009, y'all. May all your dirtiest desires come to fruition...