I get that you wanted to kiss her, and you're disappointed she didn't want to kiss you, but apart from disappointment--was she not supposed to enjoy your company enough to talk to you more? Not act on enjoying it, even though she doesn't know there's a code?
It's perfectly fine of you to cut bait, but I don't get what was unreasonable on her part, as opposed to not having decided a) to kiss you b) to stop talking to you (and you'd be disappointed by b too, right?).
She needs to have told you there's no sex coming ever by now? You can cut her loose, I guess.
Also, though I suppose I should be saying it in BBBB+, THANK YOU ita !!
Thank for being our champion and stalwart re-animator when stuff goes wrong.
I never panic when this happens because I know you are always on it.
Hip Hip Hoorah!
What's wrong with wanting to spend a little more time with someone you don't want to kiss?
Nothing at all. But that said I do have a bit of problem with describing someone I want to spend time with--even if I don't want to date or kiss said person--as "wasn't into it." I don't think I've ever felt a warm feeling of comraderie after someone said that to me. It tends to sting a bit. That's why I called her wishy-washy. It's not that she doesn't know if she wants to kiss, she doesn't know if she wants to be nice or not.
Ah, I see conversation has moved way beyond my response. oops.
she doesn't know if she wants to be nice or not.
I never got that--her problem seemed to be too nice! If she hadn't had gelato, hadn't invited her in for coffee, she mightn't have sent the confusing signals. She seems nice, just still platonic.
bonny, I didn't do more than compose vitriol and fire it at support. They never responded, never told me what was up, or how it was fixed.
Whee? Beats the system down at work this morning...that's what I was flashing back to...
Oh my goodness, I am so far behind in this thread. The only reason I'm here now is because I have been hovering in the land of not-quite-asleep for more than an hour and cannot seem to turn off my brain. Bad brain. No biscuit. My stomach is also being cranky, which isn't helping.
I've been back at school for almost a month already, which seems impossible. Third week of classes? What? How? They are going really well, though. I really like what I'm teaching, and my students are pretty great. My journalism class is going so much better than I thought it would, which makes me really happy. I think this is going to be my last year as department chair, though, and I have really mixed feelings about it. Won't miss the politics and extra work, but I do like a lot of the other aspects of the position. Eh, I don't know. But there's someone else in my department who is qualified and wants the job, and it's better for all of us if we rotate that responsibility. See, look. That's me trying to be a grown-up about it.
I'm not going to get into money and the business and all of that because its deeply stressful, but I do plan to talk to another bank next week about starting the condo mortgage attempt all over again. ND is also going to call the SBA loan people this week to see if that's an option. Can't think about it too much right now or I'm never getting to sleep tonight.
Anyway, I do try to read the board when I can, though I often have to skim, and I'm thinking about all of you and wishing you well even when I don't type it out. Sorry I'm not more present.
For some reason, the air conditioner and the heater are both on in this classroom.
