Dodging Bullets

I'm almost done. Sadly, I miscalculated just how much crap I had to carry with me and I have to make one MORE trip back to DC this Friday to grab the rest, do a last once-over, and then turn in the keys. I am so exhausted! By the way, after a few more flakes, I was able to sell/give away enough stuff to make me feel comfortable in my head. I was going to try to meet up with quirky-cute guy just because... but that didn't happen! I called on Saturday. He doesn't call me back until...oooh, just about the time that any sane person living in New York ought to be leaving on Sunday. I appreciate his party sentiments (It's Sunday until it's Monday) but still - quite rude, selfish, and inconsiderate of you, my friend. I try to be a good sport about it and suggest chatting every now and again, but he's not up for that unless he meets me. Yeah, okay, whatever. It's just talking. Well, that made the decision much easier. I will just let that fish go. Time to 'lose' his number. I feel like I dodged a bullet. I don't think I'll stay down the entire weekend. I need time to get settled up here. I think I may just stay overnight Friday and take off Saturday evening. That, or take off early on Sunday to have some decent downtime before going back to work on Monday. Today was a day from hell. And to boot, some guy on the train has a pass that the conductor thinks was forged. Great. So we're stuck at Fordham waiting for the cops to take him off the train. At least I and the cute guy across from me could have a little laugh about it. That's it for now. Hasta la bye bye.