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Thursday, February 3, 2005



I have been seeing a girl for the past couple months. It really isn’t much of a relationship, we hang out every now and again and occasionally we’ll go to dinner or something. Recently she had taken to sleeping at my place (no sex guys, get your mind out of the gutter) and I could tell that she wanted our “status” to become a bit more serious.

Anyway, I really don’t like rejecting people, because in retrospect there always seems like a better way I could have handled the situation. This was no different; I should have said something the first night she slept over. So yesterday morning we talked and I told her that I really didn’t want a serious relationship right now, and she said she knew that and it wasn’t what she wanted either. Her facial expressions gave her away though, and it was easy to tell how disappointed she was, disappointed in me and in herself for thinking that there was something special between us. I got that much out of her when she started crying. Obviously I felt like a fucker, and rightfully so.

Needless to say I was in a fantastic mood yesterday. I decided to go out and get a couple beers after work, an odd occurrence because I rarely go out during the work week. My spirits picked up a bit towards the end of the day though. A couple of beers a basket of chicken wings and Wake Forest spanking Duke made everything right as rain.

And yes, I realize I am a callous, self centered, pompous, and sometimes callow jerk.


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