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Well, looks like some plans were made for me for tomorrow. At three Heather and I will be bowling tomorrow. But I guess afterwards I'll have a movieathon. There's supposed to be a good lineup tomorrow night...I wonder if Mom bought any sparkling cider? Can't toast the New Year in without a lil bubbly, right? Drats... I forgot Mom and Dad will probably want to commandeer this back tv and watch what's going on in New York. Hmmm, guess I'll have to comandeer the other tv... *crosses fingers*
Oh, guess what? Abe contacted me for the first time in about a year. I had to do a double take to believe it was him. After his "I don't want you for a friend...No, I don't like you as a friend, only as a person" bit I left him alone. I didn't initiate any conversation, and seldom did he ever try after that. He seemed content to leave it at that and so contact stopped altogether. Which in the end, was fine with me; his comments had foolishly hurt me when I'd thought after four years of chatting, we'd become some sort of friends at least. But I guess he thought it was safe to talk to me again this afternoon. And I guess I am. I can play it as cold as he can. As impersonal. Now, part of me is wondering if I play his game--well I guess it's not a game, it's just his way plus a figure of speech--will he want to talk more? After about five minutes he said he'd like to talk more but had to go home. With Abe, he could mean it or it could be just an effort at civility. With Abe you never know. But, for all my talking and speculation about him, I will just let things go. I deleted him from my list soon after he quit talking to me regularly, so if he wishes to talk he will have to ding me.
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