it is becoming apparent to me that it is harder to know where the lines are in friendships with those of the awkward sex. particularly because i have this bad habit of joking about almost everything. it makes things a little murky. he doesn't know whether to take me seriously. i don't know whether to take him seriously. do i even want to be serious? do i even want him to be? on and on.
i think this is probably part of the growing up process.