Normalcy

And it's done.

The best part is how I managed to work my confession into conversation.

"That explains a few things."
"What?"
"Ah, no, it's nothing."
"What----?" (pressure)
"Well, ah no. I can't."
*GLARE*
"It explains why I'm incredibly attracted to you."

She likes someone else, which by my estimation was 87% probability. Final Fantasy Tactics ain't got nothin' on me.

The best parts? I'm in a clearly defined state. That's good, very very good. Also, she wasn't creeped out by it, it didn't change any mood between us, unlike a week ago, and I just feel, well, sort of vindicated. I get to continue to be her friend, it would seem, which is nice because she's cool.

The world needs more cool girls. Once mass production starts to ramp up you'll be swimming in them, I assure you.

So things are back to normal. I'm going to retry the "new" way of finding companionship, so, don't worry, I'll be back to the mad in 8 months, maybe 9 tops.

I'm also sick right now, which makes things a happy coincidence.

No, wait, it sucks.

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