It's 2am.
I'm home.
I'm exhausted.
From a 1 hour phone call and a nervous unfortunately dissappointing chat.
A tad sad.
I'm bad at warming up conversations.
I hate it when I feel that I've made myself looked silly.
And today is one of those days where I've been using the word 'tad' a tad too much.
Maybe I haven't evolved all that much.
It was a good night out.
That's about 8 scoops of ice cream, I think.
And a good drive back as well.
I hope for a good weekend and no more such embarassment.
Please God, let no one bring it up.
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