Note: 18-yr-old males on teh internets can be very creepy and imbalanced. WTF?
My infidel roommate was like, "My girlfriend is in a musical, you should totally come." And was like, "I'll see if I have time, being, as I am, an international man of action and jetsetter." I was considering playing my the-theatre-is-immoral card, but then he said, "But oh man, there's this one scene where she has to like make out with a guy for like thirty seconds and I was dying inside, I wanted to leap on the stage." And I was like, hmm, if the play makes him that angry, perhaps there's some virtue to it.
But I didn't watch it. I don't have the time!
So I made tentative plans to have dinner with somebody on Friday, but it wasn't clear what the deal was and I didn't have the phone number, so I sent an electrical mail message on Thursday night. It was going to like be contingent on the results of a root canal and we hadn't really made firm plans, so that's fine. Come Friday night, I still hadn't heard back, so I was like, well, I'll just make other plans if I don't hear by 6, and I felt a little bad about it because if I left at six, I might miss the call or electrical mail reply or something, but whatever, I had a great time anyways. Thought nothing of it. Ran into the guy on Sunday, and he was like, "Sorry man," and I was like, "Ah, no problem, I totally did something else," and he was like, "I was totally in the hospital, yo," and I was like, "Aw crap!" It all turned out fine in the end.
NOTE: my replacement activity was not going to the theatre. That's immoral!
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