2001-09-18 - 10:32 p.m.
i mean, baseball!? sheesh.
i had planned to update tonight to describe the wonderful time i had with EchoGirl at Moveable Feast.
but she didn't show.
despite the fact that for once we were way up north, much closer to her home, removing her usual "it's too far to drive" reason for not showing, she wasn't there.
she went to the rockies game.
which just kills me. i mean, baseball!?! fer-chrissake *baseball*!?! it's not even a real sport (hey, my journal, my rules) fer cryinoutloud. baseball. i mean, which would you choose, a glorious dinner at an upscale, italian Furr's Cafeteria clone, with the scintillating conversation of yours truly (plus all those other schmoes). or baseball.
every one who voted for baseball is hereby banned for life from my journal. go. go now.
i think i might be offended.
so i tried calling her when i got home. voice mail again. i'm not even sure she got my first one (yesterday). i dare not call again tomorrow unless i hear from her. i don't want to appear desperate before i even get a chance to ask her out.