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Not Exactly The Stuff Of Great Romance

If You Tolerate This Then The Children Will Be Next – Manic Street Preachers

The big meeting with Elena was a big bust. There, I said it. It was the Michael Olowokandi of social encounters. It was the Todd Van Poppel of meetings. It was the Ryan Leaf of get togethers. And yet I can’t say that I’m disappointed.

The day was off to a bad start as soon as my foot hit downtown. I called her to find out where she was as she had not replied to my second e-mail concerning whereabouts we should meet and she sounded surprised to hear me. “Did you come down here just to meet up?” she asked.

“Uh, well, no. Not exactly. I mean, there’s other stuff I have to do, I guess.” I hemmed and hawed.

After some more awkward dialogue, she informed me she’d be at Sid’s Cafe and I promptly jogged there. Bad sign #2: She was already eating with her friend Irena. Again, I wasn’t exactly expecting this to be a “date”, but I’d hoped to have some one on one time with her so I could get to know her better. No such luck. It wasn’t an unpleasant scenario, but it wasn’t what I was looking for. After a quick bite, she informed me that she had to go to the Sick Kid’s Hospital and I offered to walk her there. Perfect opportunity for some conversation, right? Heh.

As soon as we leave the eatery she tells me she needs to make a quick call. Suffice to say, she spends the whole walk talking on her cell phone. I understand it was business, but ouch, that one still hurt. Anyway, she says the hospital trip is cancelled for now and she’s just going to go to the library to study. Completely devoid of logic, I decide to study with her. “Study with her” roughly translates to “sit across from her in silence as I read my book and she worked on her presentation that was due tomorrow”. At the very least, she must have appreciated that I didn’t try to distract her. Whoopee for me.

Finally, she had to go to class and I realized this would be my last chance to walk with her and potentially invite her to see Justin Timberlake. At last, some one on one time! It was not all that I had hoped. You could almost hear a faint fizzling in the air. Our discussion was so pedestrian, so…polite. I imagined her speaking to me as she would to any random chink that happens to cross her path. What did I expect? That we’d hit it off right away? Well, no. But I’d hoped that she’d be at least as fun to be around as she was during Orientation Week. No such luck. Fortunately, I’ve come to accept the fact that she is a busy, busy girl and likely has her own circle of friends that she goes to for comfort. She certainly seems to have no time for a relationship and even more certainly, no time for a relationship with moi. She ended our meeting with a “keep in touch”, which roughly translates to “See ya around dick face!” Or something to that effect.

Pretty boring, eh? I’d been looking forward to that for months. Imagine how I feel.


Yeah, I’m not a big fan of adoption.
You think if it’s a girl you’d doink her.
I know I would.



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