We continue...
Once more fate kicks me in the bollocks and then stands laughing while I writhe in agony...
...You should by now be aware of my pursuit of a certain lady with whom I work. Well, last week I finally decided to put things beyond all doubt and just corner her about it.
Sparing you the details (for fun & profit) I was shot down like a British fighter jet in US airspace (Woo, tasteless jokes too). From what she said I'm hoping it won't affect our friendship, although I suppose only time will tell on that count.
The odd thing is that I don't feel nearly as bad as I thought I would. I have a feeling that it's partly because I'd prepared myself for the worst (i.e. the 'I never want to speak to you again' routine) and so in comparison this is pretty light stuff. Equally, I guess I'm no worse off that I was before, aside from no longer being able to maintain the illusion that a gorgeous, witty, intelligent woman might actually find me attractive. Of course I could just be in shock - the full reality might hit me in a few days and leave me emotionally crippled, we'll just have to wait and see I guess.
Ah well, I guess I'm going to be single I while longer - and look at that, a whole thread about my life composed, edited and posted while not under the influence of any alcohol at all.
I think I'm going to skip my lectures this afternoon and go home to wallow in my own self pity (and maybe engage in some mindless videogame-related violence to work the frustration out of my system).
Spad.
...You should by now be aware of my pursuit of a certain lady with whom I work. Well, last week I finally decided to put things beyond all doubt and just corner her about it.
Sparing you the details (for fun & profit) I was shot down like a British fighter jet in US airspace (Woo, tasteless jokes too). From what she said I'm hoping it won't affect our friendship, although I suppose only time will tell on that count.
The odd thing is that I don't feel nearly as bad as I thought I would. I have a feeling that it's partly because I'd prepared myself for the worst (i.e. the 'I never want to speak to you again' routine) and so in comparison this is pretty light stuff. Equally, I guess I'm no worse off that I was before, aside from no longer being able to maintain the illusion that a gorgeous, witty, intelligent woman might actually find me attractive. Of course I could just be in shock - the full reality might hit me in a few days and leave me emotionally crippled, we'll just have to wait and see I guess.
Ah well, I guess I'm going to be single I while longer - and look at that, a whole thread about my life composed, edited and posted while not under the influence of any alcohol at all.
I think I'm going to skip my lectures this afternoon and go home to wallow in my own self pity (and maybe engage in some mindless videogame-related violence to work the frustration out of my system).
Spad.
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