Bowls of Grapes

Knowing people is like picking through big bowls of grapes. There are the green and red ones. The big purple-y ones. The round ones with seeds, the wine grapes. So many to choose from and you're never sure if they're going to be sour or overly sweet. Even if they're on the same vine.
I guess that's why I don't really like grapes.

Now. I stuffed my face with spaghetti the other night. The same day I stuffed myself with carbs and starch for breakfast. But barfing up noodles and sauce is kind of cool. Its gross but it comes up kind of smooth. Except for the chunky bits that are garlic bread.
     Metabolism finally caught up with me, so I have plateaued. But went out for a jog because I couldn't stand being inside another minute. Was really nice despite the slush on the ground. Supposed to get a really big storm tonight through sat. Which means no date with Perfect.
As far as me eating goes, if little things not big things. That makes it hard to force myself to purge. None of my clothes fit...well none of them fit anyway. So I can't measure by that. Ugh. Ugh. UGH.

I'm just bored. I'm bored of this game that I have to play around people. I'm bored of pretending that I like people. I'm bored of this whole thing, ya know? Half of my brain is rational and misanthropic, the other half is impulsive and bubbly and loves to help people, and talk to people and all the shit the other half of my brain hates. Frankly I'd like to choose the misanthropic side, because it generally keeps me out of trouble.
  And by that I mean trouble with guys. I don't feel like I'm flirty, I don't feel like I encourage guys, most especially not guys over the internet or playing online. Yet here they are clustered around me. When you have a friend you don't send them cute txts or emails or talk about how cute you think they are. You don't really make a big effort to talk to your friends because they're not a obsessive part of your life, you see 'em around and you chat.
Or am I confused? Because, you see, I keep getting a lot of cutesy txts and emails. A lot of suggestive little comments from friends here and there. And I swear I thought they were just friends and I'm not going to censor myself around my friends but....well now I'm wondering what I did to make them more than friends. I certainly didn't try. And I suppose if they like me even when I'm making an ass out of myself or ranting about some idiot I want to dismember....then that's not really my fault. I mean...if you end up liking me even after I confess to liking Dungeons and Dragons? Yeah....
I'm really fun to hang out with and generally smart when it comes to talking topics. But I don't know how to flirt to save my life.
I guess what I'm saying is, when does the line blur for the guys I know? And what makes them think that I'm interested in them that way? What can I do to stop them from getting flirty with me, and how the FUCK do I keep them from texting me and asking me to sleep with them?! Seriously I've never had that happen before.