Last night Kim and I went out for dinner. Afterwards we were walking around town and she suggested that we go get dessert. I knew Josh was singing at Angelo’s so I suggested we go there. I know I should have stayed away, but I’m a glutton for punishment.

We sat down to eat and listened to the doo-wop group and Kim kind of gave me a hard time about why we were there. When the guys took their break, Josh and Alex walked over to say “hi” to us. We were talking to them when a waiter came over and handed Josh a note. He said, “Josh, this is from the blond at the bar.” We all looked and saw a Jessica Simpson look alike sitting there. Josh read the note and then said, “I should probably go talk to her.” He walked away and I was ready to scream. I just can’t believe there are always girls all over the place that want the attention of my guy!

Why couldn’t I have fallen for someone less wanted? It’s ridiculous. I’ve never seen anything like it. And I get so mad when I think I’m just another one of those girls!

Today we worked on the Rhumba. I wasn’t in a very good mood. We ended up getting in a fight. I asked him if he was going to call “Jessica Simpson.” He shot me a look and said no. I asked him why not and he got mad at me. He said he thought we had a pact about our love lives. He said something like, “You won’t let me discuss a kiss that happened between the two of us, but you think its okay to interrogate me about things that don’t concern you?”

On one hand he’s right, but on the other, I wanted to scream “Of course it concerns me! I love you, you bonehead!” It’s so frustrating. But I’m glad he’s not going to call her.

Mona walked in on our rehearsal and gave me a look. She said that we don’t look very romantic. She said, “Come on! This is a passionate dance. Pretend you’re in love.” She told us we should make the audience blush.

After she left, Josh made a comment like, “Seems like the only time I make you blush these days is when I piss you off.” I wanted to tell him that I wake up in the morning blushing from the things I dreamt about him, but I knew that would be giving away too much information. Instead I looked him square in the eyes and told him that I miss him…the real him. He nodded and said, “I miss you too.” I saw his eyes soften and I thought I might cry from relief, but I held it together and we got back to work…better and more productive.