girlfriends

i am so thankful to have met some cool buddies with whom to hang out in Salvador. They have all inspired me, introduced me, interpreted for me, blah blah blah.

BUT...

i needs my space.  nowadays, my girlfriends want to hang all the freaking time.  não.  this means "uh, no."

one of them will tell me that she will just show up at my place today.  for what?  we didnt make any plans. what you coming to mine for.  I have to work.  i have to relax. i need to by all by myself.

last night R and i met up to go to jorge's dress rehearsal.  we missed it.  so, i'm going to go home and go to bed.  não.  R wants to walk around campo grande and eat pipoco (popcorn).  then R wants to come to my house to borrow my pliers.  it's 11pm.  ok.  come get the pliers. 

"oh, maybe i will just sleep on your couch."

por que.  why.  you LITERALLY live around the corner from me.  you have a sizeable apartment to yourself. i am 28.  you are 38.  no slumber party. 

but of course, I say, "hmm."  this is my answer when i dont want to answer.  hmm.

this hepher is still on my couch asleep and i am at the "office."

and last night my new girlfriend (S) tricked me into dinner.  lol.  i am so dramatic.  i dont know the lady.  we met at the internet cafe.  have only exchanged a few words.  then she starts talking about the good pasta at this place.  on and on.  i'm thinking "hmm.  she wants me to say let's go get some. she is hinting around." i don't say anything.  then she finally asks me to go to dinner with her.  she's pregnant and visiting salvador with her two year old.  so, i go to dinner with her.

then there is my friend who works at the cafe.  i swear she asks me a billion questions everyday.  and i don't understand most of them.  she shows me photos on the computer.  ask me how to work the computer.  it's sweet.  but given my overload of girlfriends, it is annoying at times. 

i have been a stalker girlfriend before in my life.  i am sure.  i remember as a child always wanting to hang with tammy.  i would ride Pink Thunder, my huffy, up to tammy's house every morning.  and every afternoon.  and every evening.  until the street lights would come on.  then i would call her on the phone. 

so, it's all good though, right?