the update...
Well, I called him...
The verdict is that I'm calling this one a dead end.
Here's the gist of the conversation yesterday...
After exchanging hellos, I asked him if he was busy last night (knowing that the likelihood of his being busy was pretty good seeing as he graduated today), he said that he had plans and that he'd be out that night with other graduating types. Kay. So, he mentioned where he'd be going, and he said that I should try and make it out, but he didn't really sound like he meant it.
And all in all, he didn't sound too happy to hear from me at all.
So, I went to Verlaine with Andrea, and we had martinis instead.
Then I came back to school and worked on the graduate architecture end-of-the year show where I got to hang up his work instead.
But, let's be realistic here... I wouldn't have been into me either. Looking through his eyes, I'd see me as someone I probably wouldn't want to get involved with given my behavior of late.
We'll just call this one kharmic punishment for acting like a whore. ;)
Lesson learned.
Onward and upward.

1 Comments:
Hey there--
A. Hooking up with people who happen to have best friends does not make you a whore (you may be bit of a pirate hooker, but that's different)
B. You rock the hizz because you've done something that leagues of others don't have the conviction to do! Onward and upward--that's the attitude ;o)
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