Postscript

Before we wrap this chapter up - it did get a little bit weirder. He must have remembered I wasn't coming back until Tuesday, b/c he waited until Tuesday morning to e-mail me. And apologized for not calling, made another lame excuse, but then - admitted he liked me. But. (You knew there was a but.) He has been splitting (uh, been splitting?!) with a girl for a few months and while he's not with her he doesn't want to rush into anything, hope you understand. There was also some stupid stuff about how he hopes he was a gentleman the night we went out (wha???).

M.K. was the first to tell me that this last e-mail - means that I won. And she forbade me from responding. As did every other woman I know. My friends also told me he's guilty of fuckwittage, and I must drop him completely. Because if he were ever to come around my friends, they will hate him.