Still Only Half-Spring

Well, well, welly well well. Still here. Kind of blah. Took a couple of days off (yes, that's called a weekend to regular humans), which was a good idea, but only now, after having done so, do I begin to realize the depths of my tiredness.

I had a date today, which had that effect that first dates sometimes have on me. It's not when they go drastically wrong that it gets me. It's when they're quite nice, but I'm not interested. I find that very depressing for some reason. "Close but no cigar" is what my dad would call it.

It's depressing both because I somehow end up feeling lonelier than I did beforehand, and (I suspect this is the bigger reason) because I then have to tell the person that I liked them but didn't like them. And I hate doing that, because I know just what it feels like to be on the receiving end, and there's just no good way to reject or be rejected. It all stinks.

So, I'm rather down. Also, I didn't get to ride my bike today because I woke up with one of my many injuries bothering me - and bothering me to the point where it was clear that I should not do anything to exacerbate it. So I didn't, and it doesn't hurt quite as much now, and that is good.

So here we are, the little feline and me, and we had a nice little super-snuggle moment on the couch (rare these days because I am so busy that I'm a neglectful cat owner), and that made both of us feel better, I think. But still.

I am coming to the conclusion that online dating is much like online shoe buying; nice in theory, but it would really be better if you could try them on in person first.