Quote: Sorry Kevin. I would have given you a call, but my cell died and I forgot to pack the charger. I'm sorry I didn't get ahold of you.
I was so beat (and drunk) after the game that it was all she wrote for the night anyway. We left Christmas day to drive back so I couldn't go out that day/night. I was already on the road.
This is sounding very "It's not you, it's me". What's next, Me, "I like you, but I'm not in like with you anymore"? Or will it be "I never really liked you. It just seemed like what I should do."
Well, it's okay, my friend. As we speak, I'm GAL and going to stop all pursuit of you. Oh sure, I'm down about it, but I'm going to act "As If" everything is fine in my world. In fact, the world is my oyster.
I'm even going to do a 180 and "Love the Jake" with Betsey instead of you. I can see that trying to meet you was a cheeseless tunnel.
