So I thought of a few things recently that kind of resonated.
When I was young, I played with Legos a lot, you know, before they sold out and got lame. It came up in a recent conversation with
lostlo that I had 1-2 huge bins of Legos whereas she had a tacklebox-like setup that was meticulously organized. My gigantic bins were far from organized and in
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...instead of being afraid of rejection, I merely resign myself to a high probability thereof, and thus pragmatically decide that the expected payout is not worth the effort.
I so identify with this. Except now it's no longer in the Relationship category; it's more in the Everything Else category. So I guess replace "rejection" with "failure" and that's my schtick.
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Anyway, no big deal. But the fact that one failed date has apparently sated my fervor for the "dating scene" did help bring me to the realization above.
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I am so, so sorry!!!! I didn't mean to give you bad advice. Oh man. You're on your own from now on, buddy. ;)
Oh man. That's such a shame. Goddammit. Although the commute did sound like quite a bit of effort.
Well... *tries to think of something comforting* If you're still interested in pursuing that Y-girl, you could send her flowers or something. Maybe with a note that says "I'm an idiot, could you give me another chance?" But you're probably tired of my advice, so...insert unhelpful platitudes about how it's a big world and there's someone for everyone.
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