Just as I was going, Steve asked me to phone him at 11pm tonight. Again, something he's not done in a long time.

For some reason, despite the drunken stupidity of Friday, he seems to be the insecure one now. Is it one of those things where people pick up on the subconscious signals another person's giving out? I know that apart from the Friday night debacle I was pretty laid back about everything this weekend. That chat with Sue made me see that I don't have to fret about things, because singledom is always out there, and I'll enjoy that if it happens. But for now I'm happy to enjoy whatever's going on with me and Steve - if it's just for now, that's fine. We'll see.