so remember S, that girl i couldn’t decide if i wanted to ask out again after the 2nd date? well, i did, and she basically said she wasn’t interested, but that she had a great time with me, so i should call sometime for us to hang out as friends. chances of that = .02%, accounting for the chance of me accidentally randomly dialing her number that i deleted. lesson learned = if i don’t think she’s into me, she’s probably not.
gah. what a mess that was. i don’t think i’ve ever done quite as incompetent a job as i did with that tonight. but it all got done, which was nice. here are some photos:
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This past weekend I took a trip up to RI with Alex, Karen, Carin, Gabe, Micah, Kevin, and Dennis. We had been planning this since like April or May, but this was the only weekend that it could all work out. You can see all my photos on flickr:
The Rico libraries for Ajax. i’m not sure if i’m going to continue much longer as a designer/developer, but since i still don’t think i can bear taking the GMAT, and i don’t really want to go to law school, maybe it’ll be awhile yet. and if it is, this stuff is what i want to be doing…
so… i finally got back my laptop from kate via laura. and what do we find???
hmm… that looks bad… is it really bad??
yup. it is. that’s a broken hinge folks. so now we know why k wasn’t returning calls…
of a really really stressful and long september. the rodale quilt project is 1 month development time for what could be an absolute monster of a project. databases, user login, all that other shit. could be a long month.
plus there’s the html website for the consensus project, which is a little more flexible on date, but could be a real monster if i don’t code it right.
oh, and LW is about to get really stressful i feel like. awesome
at least i’m going on vacation at the right time…
then to have to be asked to leave a group at the end of a night cause everyone else is going to go hook up. now of course i knew that, and wasn’t planning on going with them, just walking to a cab. but the fact that someone even thought that i was enough of an idiot that i needed to be told is utterly crushing to me. sigh.
gah. my brain. the worst part about how i feel right now is that in theory i’m supposed to go sit through an hour and a half of basically “silent” theatre tonight, and then go and do the drinking thing all over again with the same group of friends. chances of both those things actually occurring? maybe 10%.
i’ve been making a new portfolio, and it hasn’t been looking right. the background is a faded back grid, and everything in the foreground is squarelike etc… it’s been looking sloppy. until i realized today that the problem was that i didn’t have the elements in the foreground lined up with those in the background, so i was showing an established grid, and then breaking it, but only just enough to make it look like i didn’t know what the hell i was doing. i’m an idiot.
so i had a 2nd date last night with this girl S. The 2nd date is often where the wheels come off for me. i stop trying so hard to impress the person and start to wonder if i actually like them. Last night went as so:
1. S. is an hour late. we’re supposed to meet at 8:30, she shows up around 9:30. now… i try to be mellow about most stuff, but disrespect of my time is something that bugs me.
2. dinner and drinks. conversation is almost 90% me. which is fine, but then when i run out of things to say, we start having those long pauses. not good.
3. she’s exhausted. the last half hour she basically stares off into space. awesome
4. the first date goodnight kiss is downgraded to a peck on the cheek for the second date. we do not make future plans, nor do we suggest that we should.
5. i send a follow up text the next day with some answers to questions that we were both thinking about the night before (names of actors in “Clue”), and a request for her email address. no reply.
so… do i call S. again?? i’m leaning towards a maybe/no right now. she’s out of town this weekend, so if it’s maybe, it’s probably not till sunday.
(edit) — well, after a night out with my friend L., i deleted S.’s phone number. L.’s basic point was: “you’re trying too hard. you don’t really like her.” and she’s right. Sorry S., best of luck.
(edit2) — ok, so i finally got a text back from S, a good day and a half later. with her email. the running plan after slightly more consultation with K. and M. is to give a ring sometime next week before the amazing RI trip (to be chronicled here later on), and make plans for the following week. i reserve the right to change my mind again.
