I don't know why this is interesting, but it is. To me at least. Well, not really.

Here's who has sent the last 50 text messages to my phone.

My niece Bethany
RealTrainGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
RealTrainGirl
RealTrainGirl
MixedSignalGirl
VigilanteGirl
VigilanteGirl
VigilanteGirl
MisunderstoodGirl
MisunderstoodGirl
MixedSignalGirl
VigilanteGirl
MisunderstoodGirl
MisunderstoodGirl
VigilanteGirl
VigilanteGirl
RealTrainGirl
MixedSignalGirl
VigilanteGirl
VigilanteGirl
VigilanteGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
VigilanteGirl
VigilanteGirl
VigilanteGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl
VigilanteGirl
RealTrainGirl
RealTrainGirl
VigilanteGirl
MixedSignalGirl
MixedSignalGirl

It's a sad little list, really. Two lesbians, one girl that only wants to flirt with me, one niece, and one girl that I manage to hurt every time I see her.

MisunderstoodGirl called a little while ago. I guess I'm going to meet them at Rich O's. I hope they're still there when I get there, because I don't really feel like going to their other hangout, Mac's.

Don't really feel like going anywhere actually. Especially not tonight of all nights. But it's especially tonight of all nights that I have to go out. Otherwise I'll be admitting to yet another defeat, and I'm not willing to do that. Yet.