He does like me.
He e-mailed me today and said he was sorry for taking so long to respond, but he was in first-week-of-school mode. I would have a harder time forgiving him if I didn’t suspect that he was secretly a spy and had spent the last two days on a top-secret mission to shore up the government of a politically unstable Third World nation.
We’re going out this weekend. Unless he has to topple a dictator somewhere.
In other news, I left my wallet in Starbucks this morning, packed with money I’d intended to use to squire my Czech houseguests around New York. By the time I realized where I’d left it, I’d already cancelled all my credit and bank cards and the money had of course all been taken.
Clearly the lesson is that I should stay away from Starbucks.
Not like I didn’t already know that.