We've got a Stage 5 Clinger!

Yep, that would be me.

Definition: A member of the opposite sex that is likely to become overly attached, overly fast; in reference to: virgins, those on the rebound, and the emotionally fragile.

Ok, so I don't technically hound J with calls or texts; I call him during my lunch break and catch up for a few minutes, and he'll call me later on in the evening while he's on a call for work. But lately, it hasn't happened. So much that in the past 2 business weeks, we've hardly really talked.

J appologized last week for being so out of touch; he'd been having a stressful time at work and wanted to crash as soon as he got home in the evenings. I was considerate of his ability to come forward and be open about what was going on with him, telling him "It's good that you told me. I tend to think of the worst when I don't hear back from you."

Last weekend, J invited me out to go to an Astros game along with a few of his friends. We hardly talked, and I noticed there was some pent up tension between us resulting from the previous night. He thought I was mad about something, but I really wasn't, and turns out he didn't really believe it. Later on, we went to a bar with his friends to celebrate a birthday, and it wasn't until I had enough alcohol in me that I began to feel comfortable. We drove back to his place later that night and quickly fell asleep. The next morning, we went out for his groceries, and later that afternoon, I went back to my friends for a bbq; he was having a bbq at his place after I'd told him of my plans.

During the week, I continued calling him during my lunch breaks, each time getting his voicemail. I didn't make an effort to ask to spend the night at his place because I knew he'd be getting ready for a trip out to Florida this weekend and didn't want to get in the way. We talked a couple of times during the week, and yesterday before work, I sent him the following text:

Ren: 7:00am: I can't help but think that something's wrong. You hardly call, you hardly write.... How do you feel?

A few hours later, probably after he awoke, I received:

J: 9:54 am: Nothing is wrong... I guess I didn't realize it but I'm losing steam.

.... um... ok.... WTF?

I was confused. I'd never heard that expression before, and I was completely lost as to the hidden meaning behind it. I thought about it for most of the day and asked my coworkers what they could make of it. I called him when I got off work, but surprise, got his voicemail. Once I got home, I texted back

Ren: 5:53 pm: Losing steam? What does that mean?

I never got an answer or a call back. I was really pissed off.

I deserve an answer damnit! Don't be a coward and ignore my messages. Technology is everywhere. Even if your phone is dead, facebook me. For the next few hours, I glanced back at facebook to see if he'd updated something on his end; between last night and this afternoon, he did. So he just flat out ignored me.

I hate the dreaded 2-week period. Things take off great; it's exciting, we talk a lot and want to hang out, but as soon as the 3rd week rolls around, things fall flat and I get faded out. It has happened without fail the last 3 times. I want to blame myself for it, I mean, the odds are against me, but I can't blame myself for what I truly want. I want someone who wants to spend most of their available time with me, because I want to do the same.

As soon as I didn't get a response within appropriate time from J, things started heating up with Matt. He's only temporary, but who says I can't have twinkies too?