Right on, sir. Best of luck from here on out.
Anyway, not that anyone's clamoring for the latest updates on my love life, but there's not much to report from that front as of now. As you can see, my last post was made at a very late (or early) hour, and the reason for that is because I was hanging out at my friend's apartment and he somewhat abruptly got into a literally hour-long argument/conversation/attempt at consolation with his on-again off-again girlfriend. Him being my friend and all, I sort of get bummed out as well when I can tell things aren't going well with him, and... well, I'm not going to say I "look up to him", but seeing as he's gotten way more action in the past few years than I have in my entire life, it doesn't do much for my hope for a chance of getting a solid relationship when he's not able to keep it together anymore.
Meanwhile, every girl I've been casually interested in approaching at or around UW (that I've seen on a consistent enough basis to merit consideration) has -- at last notice -- got some guy. There was this girl with pinkish hair in my apartment building that got me all hot and bothered every time I saw her, but then I saw her walking down the street holding hands with some dude. I gave her the benefit of the doubt there, especially since I didn't see him again for a while, but they were kissing on the lobby couch when I came downstairs to check my email and stuff one evening, so that... was nice. It was late and I'd already had a rough day, so didn't say anything to him, but in the moment I glared at him before heading back upstairs, my eyes poured powdered glass down his windpipe.
Meanwhile, there's some other girl that kind of looks like her, to the point where I've gotten them confused and mis-snubbed. She's my Plan B at this point, but the way people come and go in an apartment building, it's hard to mingle. Man, colored hair -- reddish colored hair... that's my Kryptonite. There's at least two more girls like that in the building, though one's in a wheelchair and the other is in fact a thirty-something woman. Well, in any case, I'd sure like to not be flying solo at that Asian clubs semiformal coming up in a few weeks.
I'm rambling, aren't I?