2006-01-14 - 12:27 p.m.
Amy,
Thank you again for the pool games last night. I would like to try it again sometime, when I am not drunk and you are not (insert your problem here).
As to the smile I couldn't wipe off my face when you announced that by the way you are _not_ single and you _have_ a boyfriend and this is _just_ a game of pool, I apologize if you were offended. I was simultaneously pleased that a woman as attractive and intelligent as you obviously are acknowledged that challenging a guy alone playing pool to a game might be perceived as an advance, and amused that a woman as abrasive and as nutty as you also obviously are felt the need to squash any such optimistic thinking early on. Without your forethought, I may have fallen in love over the course of two pool games, and I thank you for saving me from myself.
If I never see you again, good luck with being bitter over a cover band's likely fleeting success and with all future games of eight ball.
And, if we do run into each other, my pool table is always open to you.
