It's the long-lost Merrick, back from obscurity to give JinBklyn a kick in the shorts! Merrick, I appreciate what you've said. I agree for the most part, and I need some time to digest it before I respond. To be honest, though, the thought exhausts me. But I shall overcome! I do appreciate your continued support.
A good DB buddy pointed out very clearly to me today in an e-mail: I thought you were so positive and spot on in Wendy's thread - I want to see you exhude that positivism in your own relationship with that guy we DO know LOVES YOU!
Yeah, me too. Today was a trying day. I hadn't heard from S. since he arrived in IL except for a VM yesterday morning, and nothing all day today, He finally called from the airport in IL to say he was coming home. I managed to sound cheerful for about 5 seconds. Yuck. I was ANNOYED. I had sent H2H a few e-mails to help calm me down, because I knew what was coming, and she tried valiantly to help, to no avail. (Sorry I let you down, my friend. )
Anyway, I could tell he was fishing for a ride, and was telling me what precise time he was getting to the airport and what airport. I was fairly silent. I mean, come out and say it! So he finally did, and I let him know I was annoyed that he hadn't called, and if he'd wanted me to pick him up he could have had the courtesy to call before 5:30 p.m. the day of, and here's classic S.:
I'm not asking you for a ride. I'm just seeing if you're available. If you can pick me up, great, and if not, it's fine for me to take a car.
UGH. I guess I should have seen that one coming, too. So I'm feeling resentful, because I'm GOING! But why do I do this to myself? I feel like an afterthought.
I managed to pick it up again and find some cheerfulness to ask how everything went. He recounted some fun things he did after presenting his paper, including being interviewed by the local NPR affiliate, and speaking to a class of high-school journalism kids. (Hmm, I wonder if there were any cute 17-year-olds? JUST KIDDING!) He said they'd gone to bed pretty early every night because they were up early in the a.m. with the kids (explaining the phone being turned off when I tried to call last night).
So I cracked a joke, and he grunted, and we talked a few more minutes, and I cracked another joke, and he actually laughed. I was glad, because right after I nyah'ed at him he said, "Well I should get my things together and get going to the plane," trying to get off the phone with this shark as quickly as possible, and I managed to keep him on AND redeem myself to a certain degree.
How can I be so clear on other people's threads and make such a bloody mess of my own?
Merrick, I appreciate what you've said. I agree for the most part, and I need some time to digest it before I respond. To be honest, though, the thought exhausts me. But I shall overcome! I do appreciate your continued support. 
Today was a trying day. I hadn't heard from S. since he arrived in IL except for a VM yesterday morning, and nothing all day today, He finally called from the airport in IL to say he was coming home. I managed to sound cheerful for about 5 seconds. Yuck. I was ANNOYED. I had sent H2H a few e-mails to help calm me down, because I knew what was coming, and she tried valiantly to help, to no avail. (Sorry I let you down, my friend. 
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