magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

A Monday holiday really just means that I've got to deal with two Sundays in a row. Is a few extra hours of sleeping in really worth it?

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MySpace mail from Marisa:

. you may want to try calling before 5 . i will be out tomorrow evening .

. it is certainly up to you though . my voicemail account is very friendly . and i will call you back in any case .

Which prompted me to want to call before five, but gave me an easy out in calling later.

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Dinner at Kate's with Chris and Rob. Then a walk home across the Williamsburg bridge.

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At home, up on the roof. As it turns out, I couldn't have called Marisa before five anyway, as I had put her number into my phone incorrectly. I fixed it, and dialed again. It occurred to me that her talk of voicemail might simply have been a ploy. It occurred to me that she might be out on a date, and I could have just really fucked up. I left her a message.