It's Finally Really Getting to Me

It used to be, it didn't matter that I was single. And it still doesn't. Things are changing, though.

Everyone I am friends with... everyone... is in some sort of relationship, now. They have couple parties. The do couple things. They invite me. I go for five minutes. I leave.

And it's in my own house. Not even a week ago, at my house there was:

J & J
D & K
G & B
A & K
S & R...
...and me.

Needless to say, I was in bed by eleven. At least, I was in my bedroom. I was awake until four listen to them all giggle like schoolchildren.

To make it worse: the day before, I misinterpreted a sexual advance and fucked it up. You don't catch on for even a second, and a woman clams up. I've seen it happen a couple of times, and this time it was blatant. She hasn't spoken to me anymore than chitchat since.

And all the girls I like... eh, fuck 'em, I guess...