August 2, 2000
Head Games
What’s in a girl head? After a date and waiting for “the call”, she’s thinking…
“So we had such a good time, I can totally imagine being with him forever. The kiss was good, I looked great, and the chemistry was definitely there. Hmmm, it’s past 6, I figured he would have called by now. I actually think I could marry this guy. He is 80% marriage material. The other 20% I could change over time. Especially the clothes - I’ll change those long before we’re engaged. OK, now if we’re going to get married, I think I’d have 3 bridesmaids J, L & M. I want them to wear black tea length cocktail dresses. I want to be sure that they can wear them again. Oh yea, they can definitely wear something like that again – you always need a black cocktail dress. Oh, I should have them sleeveless too because L has such nice arms. I’ll have Uncle give me away and we’ll say a special prayer for dad. I think we should have the trumpet music, oh God, what is that called? Well, I’ll think of it. So I wonder why he hasn’t phoned yet. He said he’d call me tonight. I’m sure he said tonight. No, he definitely said tonight. His exact words were I’ll call you Tuesday or Wednesday. He didn’t call yesterday so that leaves today. What’s his problem? I know we meshed well. I’m sure I didn’t say anything to make him back off. I’ve got to stop obsessing, I’m sure he’ll call in a bit. Ok, so I think our ceremony should be short, I hate those long ones. I think we should have guitar music. I’ll want to hire someone to play and sing acoustically – maybe something by Van Morrison. Not too many flowers, I hate that smell. OK, now I’m pissed. He should have called by now. What the hell is wrong with this loser? If he thinks I have nothing better to do than wait around for him, he’s got another guess coming. I don’t need a loser like in my life. He can just find someone who feels like listening to his stupid stories and promises he doesn’t keep. God, I hate this bastard. I wouldn’t go out with this pathetic excuse for a man even if he paid me. There are way more fish in the sea! I hope he chokes on his next pack of lies! Maybe I should warn all future potential girlfriends about his non-calling habits. I think that…
Ring….Ring….
“Hello”, I say breathlessly.
“Hey. It’s me (insert any-name here) What’s up – what’re you doing?”
“Nothing, uhmm, you caught me working out”
“Oh, cool. So, do you want to do something this weekend?”
“Uhmm, yea sure – if you want to.”
“OK, Friday night then? I’ll pick you up at 7.”
“Sounds great.”
“OK, see you then.”
“OK, bye.”
Back in her head…
“OK, so he should definitely wear the gray flannel suit with the puffy tie. No DJ, they’re too cheesy…”