Cancelled

Our game was cancelled, halfway through our roadtrip. So we all earned an afternoon.

Mine was spent at the gym, and ran into McGill there in a surprisingly non-awkward exchange of that night's goings-on and various other small-talking technicalities. I win, I was running when he came back in, later learning he had intended to inform me that he would be bringing my replacement (or rather, my hierarchically superior replacement) to the party. Fine.

I actually managed to swing it all really well, and not even planned that way. He stayed on one side of the room, while I was immersed in dancing the night away. The first time he caught my eye was across the bar, as a genuinely good looking boy bought me a drink. Our five minute conversation ended when I turned to walk away, and I was later informed that his eyes and attention roamed from his date all evening. Points for power baby.

Which brought around today's conversation about why I still insist upon him even though I find him dull and immature. Its the 'Change a Man' phenomenon: the situation that arises when one is attracted to someone who has essential character flaws because of those flaws, and the desire to see these flaws melt away/be removed as a result of his love for you. Translation: why girls like assholes. Ahhh, I really do need to start making a list of all this.

My lightbulb is burnt out, which is really irritating as I can't seem to figure out how to change it. No I'm not stupid, its these damn English fixtures. Bastards.