Thanks for the memoWiis

Well, she finally asked for her Wii back. I can't blame her... it's been months since we broke up, and it is her wii. I sort of dreaded boxing it back up for her. Right after we broke up I reorganized the entertainment center in such a way that all the cables for it were much harder to get to... in essence making it more difficult for anyone to reclaim it. I really thought, at the time, that we wouldn't stay broken up. I thought that it'd be a temporary break. Even when she told me about her new man, I expected him to be a temporary fling. I expected her to date someone else and only think about how much she missed me. Amazing how I can have such a low self-esteem and yet still be the cockiest S.O.B. on the block, but having her inflated my self worth and gave me that confidence. Granted, my confidence level is 83% higher than it ever was in college, but having her and another before around really gave me a boost. Of course I still fluctuate; sometimes I feel like nobody likes me at all, but other times I tell myself that I'm just so awesome women are intimidated to speak with me (not as much as I probably should though). Anyway...

I pulled out the entertainment center and unplugged everything (as a consolation to losing the Wii I bought myself a 42" plasma screen TV... so really I pulled the entertainment center out to set that up and the wii was a secondary objective... that's what I tell myself). I put the Wii back in its original packaging. I boxed that thing up like it brand new again. That way her and her new bough will be able to have an exciting christmas morning experience of unpacking it and setting it up, similar to the one we shared the day we waited in line one early morning at Best Buy. That might have a bitter tone to it, but it really was my intention. I want her to have a happy experience opening it up.

Tangent: Am I too much of a nice guy? Cuz sometimes I feel like I'm not finishing the race with the leaders of the pack...

Not only did I box up the Wii, but I got a box and put all of her stuff from the bathroom drawer in it, and all the other random stuff she left at me house... even her hot air popcorn popper. All that's left is her bike... sitting right here next to me in my office.

I'm not too upset about the Wii. I didn't even turn it on after we broke up. I don't know if that's because it reminded me of her, or I just wasn't interested in playing. I don't play as many games I once did.

So she came by yesterday morning to pick everything up, and seeing her in my house, sitting on my living room floor, green eyes and bright smile beaming up at me... I was hit with a sudden pang of missing her, and I was just a little sad for what I had lost. And of course she was wearing a really low-cut V-neck tank top, her tits bounding forth... MAN ALIVE do I miss those knockers! I loved playing with her boob-wiis... what can I say, I'm a boob man.

:)

But seriously... it's tough when you put a new form of a relationship in an old setting. When I said goodbye to her, I wanted to kiss her. That's what always happened when she left my house in the past, it's what seemed natural to do this time. But things change. She left, with most of her stuff, I didn't get a kiss, and I was ok. Besides... I was a little preoccupied with my hair...