Note

Parts of this blog have been fictionalized. 9. As it was created through the halls of the mind in the grasp of psychosis.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

I finally called the District Training Manager today after he brushed me off last time I invited him out.

My trained dancer senses tell me that with the possibility of him moving, he doesn't want a relationship-in-progress.

But he likes me a little tiny bit.

It has been a while since I've been flat-ass-rejected. 9.

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