I didn't choose abstinence. It chose me.

Original post: December 7, 2005

And so it is, faithful readers, that I walked into the deli today with two objectives:

1. Ask Ashley out on a date.
2. Buy a pack of gum.

And that's exactly what I did. Here's some wonderful excerpts from that conversation:

Me: What're you doing tonight?
Her: Uhhhmmmm.... I dunno. Why?
Me: I was just wondering if you wanted to go see a movie with me.
Her: Awww....
(Yep, that's a good sign all right....)
Her: Well, you know, I would say yes, but I already have a boyfriend.
Me: Ah, right. (Damn...)
Her: We just moved in together, too.
Me: Oh, well then....
Her: Sorry. But I do like your tie, though.
Me: Oh.....What?
Her: That tie is great. Is it new?
Me: No, actually it's vintage '70s. Stole it from my dad. Camo is awesome.
Her: Yeah.
Me: Well, I'll see you around.
Her: Yeah, guess you can't win 'em all, right?
Me: Uhh... Yeah. See ya.

I gotta admit, even though she said no, I feel better. The weight's not on my shoulders anymore.

Shit....