February 2002

Hazards of dating

Sometimes life is funny. In December, I went on a couple of dates with a woman, Susan. Nothing earthshaking, but it seemed promising, at least from my perspective. We met at a neighborhood coffee shop, Spider House, despite the fact that she was loyal, she said, to a different neighborhood coffee shop, Little City.

January came and went with no communication from her except something like “I’ve been really busy, I’ll let you know when I’m available.” I decided this was probably one of those “I’m trying to blow you off with out being mean about it” lines, but wasn’t certain.

Tonight I stopped by Spider House to have a cup of coffee and read a bit, and I felt wry amusement to see Susan there, apparently on a date. I tried to avoid being seen–no point in making things awkward for her.

Anyhow, I’m pretty certain now. I don’t mind being blown off, I’d just rather people be more honest about it.

e-mail finally spat out

How weird. I just got a copy of an e-mail that I received about a year ago. Must have been caught in the metaphorical throat of some mailserver somewhere that just got metaphorically Heimliched.