Something old, something new

Daniel and I haven't meet up for almost four weeks.  First week he was busy, next week I was out of town, last week I had work/he was sick/we weren't feeling it.  We've kind of agreed that we've gotten bored and this has come to an end.

Here's the thing: making out is great.  It's fun, it's a rush, you feel all sexy and wanted and all that warm fuzzy stuff.  However, when you're routinely making out with the same person but you're not actually dating, things start to get a little monotonous and boring.  Sure, we might have changed things up every week, but it still got boring.  We dabbled with the thought of actually getting together, even though, much like the Capulets and Montagues, our families hate each other.  That didn't happen.  We got bored.  And so it would appear that we are no more.  And I don't really care.  It was fun while it lasted, it took away some of the pain that I was feeling over Tyson (saw him for the first time a couple weeks ago.  He had the balls to try and joke around with me.  Dick.) and now I'm ready to take on something new, which I've already found...

Frank.  He's relatively new in my ward, just got home from his mission at the beginning of February, suuuuper new RM awkward.  All things considered, anything that would go down with him would be the complete opposite of what Daniel and I do.  Cross your fingers for me.