Work this week was dominated by a 3 day bitching session. I had one billable hour on Friday, with the rest of the time spent in meetings discussing problems with co-workers. They all want someone fired. Heck, I want someone fired.
Anyway, it put me in a bad mood, but I shook it off by playing a game of soccer Friday night, followed by a poker game. It was an invite from a co-worker that I had played with before, an British ex-patriate. The last time I had played poker with him, the professor was involved and I was involved with the professor. The invitation and the poker game made references to that.
Saturday she was still on my mind as I drove north for my son's Provincial tournament, on my mind as I went to see the horrible movie Cop Out, and on my mind on the way home today. I contemplated the realization I had had earlier in the week, that I do still like her, that I spend an inordinate amount of time still thinking about her, and that she still visits here on a near-daily basis, as far as I know.
What to do about all this, I remain undecided, but I have my leanings.
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