So that last post was my way of putting in to words how badly I wanted Melissa to call me Saturday night. I was at Justin's house - though he was at work. Yea, I know ... he got a job at Sonic. cool huh? So anyway, I went over there and there was a big party as usual, but all I did was hang out with Erica (Justin's girlfriend) and Rachel (Justin's sister) who also live there. It was rare because I didn't go over to the side of the house where the party was at all. You see, I was only there because I needed to get out of my house to keep myself from going crazy. I would have been with Melissa had I been given the choice, but she was hanging out with Sam. It would be great if I could pretend that didn't bother me, but I'm only human. So the later it got, the worse I felt, and some time after Justin got home around 1am, I decided all my pacing back and forth and rubbing on my cell phone was doing me no good and I might as well go home. Eventually, Melissa did call me around 3am, and I was at home in bed all but about to fall asleep with my cell phone resting on my chest. Then I was just so damn happy, I didn't care about anything else. She came to my house and spent the rest of the night with me which really meant a lot to me because I know she could have spent the night with Sam or she could have gone home, but she chose to be with me. =)

So, sunday morning, or afternoon actually, when we woke up we decided to go to the flea market and look for a bunny. Yea, that's right. I said "look for a bunny." Melissa has wanted a bunny for a long time, and I've always told her "no." Well, yesterday I gave in. We found a small grey lop-eared bunny, which is supposed to be a miniature or dwarf. I say supposed to because I've heard of people buying baby rabbits and being told they're miniature only to have them grow to full size. But anyway, we went and bought all of the amenities: water bottle, litter, food, a little bed for him to sleep in, vitamins, chew toys, ... the whole nine yards. Melissa has named him "GlennBunny" which if you were to rate the adorable-ness of that name on a scale of 1-11, it would be a 29. Right now 'GlennBunny' is living at my house because we're pretty sure her parents won't let her keep him at her house, at least not all the time. At some point, hopefully, we can work out some kind of shared custody arrangement. Not that I that I have a problem keeping him all the time, I just think as parents ;), we should feel obligated to share the responsibilites. Look forward to seeing some pictures of GlennBunny here on the site VERY soon.

So, yea... Melissa spent, well, the whole day with me yesterday. She even went home for a while and then came back and spent an hour or so with me before bed. She didn't have to work today, whereas I had to be at work at 6am, so she didn't stay the night with me because she wanted to sleep in. So anyway, while she was at my house, Sam called. She didn't answer but he left a message. Since she was leaving and had no plans for tomorrow, I kinda figured she would call him, and maybe even go hang out with him. Afterall, I might do the same if it were one of my friends. So, I kissed her goodnight and told her not to stay out too late and I would see her tomorrow.

Well... I wouldn't mention all of that about Sam except just as I should have been going to sleep I sat awake in bed wondering if I should call her... ya know, just to find out if she were going to hang out with him. I thought to myself, "it would be nice to know if she isn't..." but also "if she is, I don't really want to know." It was about this time my phone started dancing on my window sill. Of course, to my delight, it was Melissa and she was just calling to let me know she wasn't hanging out with Sam. It made me really happy... not so much because she wasn't hanging out with Sam, (afterall, he's her friend and that's her prerogative) but because it reminded me that she does know me and how I feel, and not only that but she really does care about me. What more can a guy ask for?