Oh well
Currently playing: Theme from the album "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" by Jon Brion
Well, we went out to dinner at Sweet Basil's (really tasty pizza, by the way), talked, laughed, and had a fun time.
Unfortunately, she's not interested, but didn't feel like turning me down over the phone or something. Who knows.
Maybe I'll write some angsty poetry for Creative Writing about it. That seems to be the in thing to do for that class. You wouldn't believe the number of sonnets about love lost that we workshopped this Tuesday.
Then again whenever I write a sonnet it somehow morphs into a poem about hating sonnets. So that probably wouldn't work too well. (If I were Shakespeare, we'd be quoting slightly different lines in English class: "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? / No, for sonnets are the devil's playthings / And thus there really is no freaking way").