I went on a date with an ESI-Fi yesterday. All she talked about were her relationships with the people she knows, and how most people think she’s either a crazy bitch or too meddlesome in their lives.

Weirdly enough, I didn’t mind listening to her Fi-rants. They didn’t bother me at all. We went to a Middle-Eastern restaurant and ordered two meals and shared them to taste the food.

When I dropped her off at her place, we stood next to my car and talked for a while. We talked, then she wanted a kiss before she went in, then we’d talk some more, then she wanted another kiss. This repeated over about thirty minutes, but then I said it was late and I had to go.

When I got home, I had a dream. I was back in the time just after my divorce, when I was hanging out at a restaurant with an IEI-Fe and her younger, mostly beta crew, which included one 22-year old ESI-Fi who actually liked me. The beta crew reminded me of the cliques in high school; inclusive and exclusive and hungry and incredibly competitive. The IEI-Fe had taken a picture of me and a young girl and posted it on Instagram with the title, “Beauty and the Beast”. Lol. An IEI view of an LIE.

Anyway, in the dream, I had decided to go see a movie, which I almost never do. As I was crossing the parking lot, I ran into two of the girls from the Beta crew from the restaurant. They were, strangely enough, the girls I recognized and scruffy mutts at the same time. They laughed and approached me and were obviously going to the movie theater and were whispering to each other. I said, “Don’t worry. I won’t try to sit with you.”

They ran ahead and disappeared into the theater. When I got to the ticket counter, I couldn’t remember which movie I wanted to see.