Interrupted Thoughts

Alright, I am at a loss. If I were not overburdened with work and wasn't as paranoid about my now inability to play the game effectively, I would spend some time in thought of my colleague who spent the better part of an afternoon and late, late evening with me, my boss and the Player.

- I would wonder about his seeming coldness when we finished the first engagement....some whispering in both his and the player's ear occurred but nothing too bad....I was being me.
- I would also wonder about his chuckle when I said I had to make a stop at HQ prior to attending the evening cocktails.
- I would think about his apparent aloofness when I finally reached the engagement and his initial unwillingness to smile for me...just a little....I thought I was being funny.
- I would think about the fact that he eventually loosened up and it was good dialogue between the four of us.
- I would wonder why he chose yesterday to engage me in conversation about the unwillingness of women to accept and want a "good guy" and the seeming masochistic nature we have to put ourselves through so much with the "bad boys".

Where did that come from?

Like I said these thoughts would occupy my mind in a fulsome manner if I didn't have work and didn't know that we were just bredrens in his eyes.....yeah, that's it, it was just a bredren to bredren convo, he knows I cheat without reason and he knows he can't deal with that so we were just shooting the breeze....For the record, sweet guys are appealing, its just that we would never measure up and would always end up frigging them up.