Party of 3?

Third wheels. I've been one. I've seen one. And, tonight there was one. It was not I. But, now being on the other side...it's equally awkward in my opinion.

Jordan wanted to go for ice cream after he got out of class which I was all for. Then...he texted me, "Is it alright if my roommate comes too? He's been cooped up all day."

HUGE sigh on my part because I am still trying to get to know Jordan and I do this MUCH better one-on-one. I responded with a sarcastic, "Yes, but you know this means we can't make out no matter how good you think I smell." **(cause he always comments on how good I smell). He replied with an equally sarcastic, "darn it." **(We haven't kissed yet.)

So, to ice cream we went...the three of us! His roommate is a nice guy. But, gosh. Sigh... Why would the roommate want to come as a third wheel? Why would Jordan allow him to come? Okay, being nice...blah, blah, blah.

All in all, it was a good time just awkward.