What the hell is going on?

I'm not even sure these days. Steve is not speaking to me---unless necessary. And I think it is because I won a tournament, which is utterly juvenile. Or maybe it's because I told him that his sarcasm is pushing me away. I just know that the last time he spoke to me or answered the phone when I called was before November 11.

He didn't even email or call me on birthday, or Thanksgiving. And he emailed me last night about the book. We are gonna be on the same cruise ship this week for 4 nights. It's gonna be rough if I keep running into him, and he isn't speaking to me. He was sooooooooo handsome Wednesday night...and I kindof took matters into my own hands and sat by him...and occasionally would touch him on his leg or arm as I was talking to him. One of the guys at the table looked at me and started singing, "Love is in the air." Related...unknown.

On other fronts, Scott has come back around, amazingly. And seems to be nicer than ever. I hope it's not because of the cruise! We've spent many days together now. Not like before, but...still alot of time.

On Saturday, the 11th...he called and text me over 5 times. Sunday the 12th, we went to lunch, target, then played poker online together for 3 hours. Monday the 13th, we went to get his birth certificate and went to lunch. Talked to him on my birthday...and then didn't hear from him. I dropped off the cruise information at his place on Wednesday, and he called me from a payphone to wish me happy Thanksgiving! That made my day...and actually got me up and out of bed. I think I would have spent the whole day sleeping if he hadn't called me.

Yesterday, I went by his place...and he was home! We talked for awhile and then I asked him if he wanted to go to a movie...he said yes...so we went to see the Departed. The movie info was wrong, so we went to lunch first...and then to the movie...then to the grocery store for beer...and he was planning to spend more time with me---until we got to his place and a friend of his had left him a note that he was in town....So Scott told me that "he hated to cut our meeting short, but his friend was here, so he was going to go out with him." I said of course! I was happy that we had been together for 8 hours--even though I was hoping to spend the night with him. I will have him for 4 nights on the ship though!