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2003-11-05 - 1:04 p.m. The Emasculation of the Japanese Male-Part 'Juan' So, this too shall be a multi-part piece of something or another. Why? Well, I figure that, since I don't have much of a lovelife to gab about, I might as well stretch it all for a ll it's worth. And because there are so many different things to talk about anyway. This part- the lovelife. Feel free to ignore. So, I've been ignoring Satoshi, the Boy From the Bad Date since said bad date when he decided to take things in his own hands and call me. He did give fair warning. He emailed me some 30 minutes before doing so at 11pm. Aside from the fact that I was tired, I didn't feel like talking to him. He called of course, and after the briefest of talks (he asked me if I was busy at work, I said yeah, he asked me why I haven't 'mailed him back, I told him it's too complicated for me to say, promised I will email him the next day), I hanged up. The email, which I couldn't work on until 9, because I was really busy, was long, and my thumb couldn't take it after a while. I told him that I didn't have a good time, I don't want to be mean, but maybe he should try someone else. I even invited him to go with me to go see Kill Bill, but he never wrote back. Maybe it was because I said 'I don't want to be mean' too many times (3). Or because I waited so long. Or maybe he's still trying to translate the phrase 'left a bad taste in my mouth'. I will never know... The Past - Guestbook - The Future, Too |