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Eia no can has date.
He canceled. Again. And said 'I'll let you know' in favour of rescheduling. (He cited the same reason as the night before: his friends from out of town wanted to hang out. Fine. Fair enough. Go enjoy your limited time with them, I can wait. Just don't make plans with me and then back out.)
My essential reaction: BAH.
I mean yes, we do have a lot in common, and it would have been my first date ever, so I was excited. But I've only spoken to him for a sum total of maybe half an hour, and I don't like him that much. Not enough to hang around desperately hoping he calls.
If he does? Sweet. I'll probably still agree to go out. If not, whatever. *shrug*
I won't say I'm completely unaffected, but I think that my sadface is much more a result of losing a potential REAL DATE OMG than it is over probably having lost him specifically. ^___^;;
Meh.
In other news, the work computer had a seizure and sustained brain damage this morning. It took us four hours just to get it running well enough to run Space Control on it, and half the other programs still don't work.
I had a cat burglar (quite literally, a lovely tortoiseshell) break into my house and steal my lunch at four-thirty this morning. Zahyrah (my cat) was not impressed and beat him up, but my lunch was beyond salvage, as was my sleep-state as there are few things louder than fighting cats at dark o'clock am.
It's been an interesting week so far.
...And tomorrow's Friday the Thirteenth.
Ahahahahahahaha.
He canceled. Again. And said 'I'll let you know' in favour of rescheduling. (He cited the same reason as the night before: his friends from out of town wanted to hang out. Fine. Fair enough. Go enjoy your limited time with them, I can wait. Just don't make plans with me and then back out.)
My essential reaction: BAH.
I mean yes, we do have a lot in common, and it would have been my first date ever, so I was excited. But I've only spoken to him for a sum total of maybe half an hour, and I don't like him that much. Not enough to hang around desperately hoping he calls.
If he does? Sweet. I'll probably still agree to go out. If not, whatever. *shrug*
I won't say I'm completely unaffected, but I think that my sadface is much more a result of losing a potential REAL DATE OMG than it is over probably having lost him specifically. ^___^;;
Meh.
In other news, the work computer had a seizure and sustained brain damage this morning. It took us four hours just to get it running well enough to run Space Control on it, and half the other programs still don't work.
I had a cat burglar (quite literally, a lovely tortoiseshell) break into my house and steal my lunch at four-thirty this morning. Zahyrah (my cat) was not impressed and beat him up, but my lunch was beyond salvage, as was my sleep-state as there are few things louder than fighting cats at dark o'clock am.
It's been an interesting week so far.
...And tomorrow's Friday the Thirteenth.
Ahahahahahahaha.