"Is she/he going to call me!?!" aka "The Anticipation Thread"

Any thoughts on this? Any anecdotes to share? KICK IT!

nickalicous if it's gonna happen it'll happen and that is soooo cool - personally my fav is the HUGE phone bills that follow, my girlfriend and i regularly shared 5-7 hour phone calls at night and would go to sleep at about 5 in the morn after a fantastic night chatting, so very cool but huge phone bills. None the less a great time that i always feel makes you feel alive and vibrant (without sounding like a deodorant ad)

Also, I am in that situation too. I plan to ring her tomorrow, if my present cough subsides enough.

Especially when they're supposed to be calling you for a specific reason at a specific time, and they never call, and when you call them to follow up, they make some lame-ass excuse that's so transparent it makes you never even wanna talk to them again. But I guess that's the point.

One of my biggest problems...hm no two of them actually...is taking people seriously when they say "I'll call you" and then feeling really terrible when they don't. Sometimes that feeling-terrible mutates into defiance but that eventually succumbs to loneliness oh boo hoo hoo.

Occasionally overheard:

SOMEBODY: OK, I'll call you.
ME: Haha will you really?
SOMEBODY: Um....

I think part of the reason that things with HSA - sorry, Joe - were so successful was because *I* gave him my phone number, but refused to take his, so I couldn't stress. I figured it was a good test, if he wanted to see me, he would call. And if he didn't, it was a sign it wasn't meant to be. He took his time - he waited nearly a week to contact me - but that turned out to be a good thing. First, because by the time he did call, I had stopped stressing and decided that he wasn't going to, so it was a nice surprise. And second, because it gave time for the horrible Thing I was in to properly end.

I don't have time for people who play games. It's just stupid. If he says he's going to call me, he always does. I mean, sure, I'm so paranoid that I stress out all the time, and every time I see him, I'm convinced that I'll never see him again. But so far, he's not disappointed.

I dunno. It's fun, that "does he like me or doesn't he?" initial crush period. But it's also sooo nerve-wracking, and it's fun because it's fantasy, not because it's reality. I like the reality of *knowing* that someone will call, that that someone will be there in the morning when you wake up, of knowing that you're going to see him that night.

Sigh.

And then I would hate myself for being so soft but who cares, I have a date!

But what are you going to do? Say, "you asshole, you made me wait a month and I was torturing myself the whole time!" I mean, really, whose fault is the torture?

The thing that's odd about this time around is that, just when I was getting to the "ah fuck it, time to get drunk and write some songs" moment of no return..."RING RING"...and suddenly I'm all giddy and retarded and my speaking voice is reduced to something akin to a chimpanzee loaded up on doggy downers. But she laughs and it seems like it might all work out.

Then the conversation ends and she says "I'll call you tomorrow" and IT. ALL. STARTS. OVER. AGAIN. GRRRR.

(ps I lurv you guys, and Kate [as usual] = 1,000% OTM in regards to the "reality of *knowing*" thing...it is for that very phenom which I myself and probably many others of us put ourselves through these sorts of things)

Pretty Part: "I miss you..."
Thrashy Part: "LIKE THE SMELL OF RESTAURANT TRASH IN THE SUMMERTIME"
Pretty Part: "I need you..."
Thrashy Part: "LIKE I NEED MY STOMACH PUMPED AFTER WHISKEY WHISKEY ROWR"

I dunno, you've got some complex emotions going on in there, you might as well exploit that complexity and get some fun out of it every once in awhile, no? I dunno, just a suggestion. :D

n.b. I am desperate.

I was in a very serious long-term relationship that recently ended (uh, I think ...) and when I think about all the nonsense (including the will he call me? shit) attendant to reaching that point where you KNOW he'll call and be there, etc .... I don't know, I just don't feel up for it.

The bitter bitter irony is that my boyfriend and I broke up because he wanted to get married and I felt, at 22, that it was too soon and we weren't ready. But I feel like a tired, jaded, bitter old woman on the subject of mind-games, etc., that go with dating.

Uggghhhhhhh.

Probably five nights out of seven I can't cope and I call first. If I don't call him then he calls me. We have expensive mobile phone bills.

We only live 12 minutes apart. We can't visit each other for an hour or so instead of talking on the (expensive) phone because we always end up in bed together for many hours of fun and then we are too tired the next day. We have attempted to see each other without this occurring. It is not possible to resist and it is also not possible to be quicker about it.