Well the date with Brandy was a flop. She never showed. I still have her ticket in my pocket. This is actually the first time I've ever been stood up by a girl.
Maybe she didn't stand me up though, maybe there was some miscommunication, maybe she didn't realize we were meeting at the field. However, I do live almost jogging distance from the stadium, and I'd have to drive past the stadium and 40 minutes round trip to pick her up. Also I did say, "The game is at 6:30, see you then." There's still some room for error, I guess. But when I texted her from the stadium I never got a response...
To be honest, I'm not really bothered by it. It was just really nice to get out to the ballgame, even if a cold wind kicked up in the 6th, and if the pitching wasn't impressive at all. The best thing was that apparently it was "Family night at the Ballpark" tonight, so both tickets cost less than one normally does. Also I got a big pretzel and a polish dog, can't beat that.
When I got home, however, I got on Facebook and found that one of my friends from school posted a bunch of old photos, many of which included Liz. I still don't understand why, after two years, she still feels like a fresh wound. Every time I think about her it ruins my night.
Well now that I've been whiny I'll have to go to bed watching Die Hard to reaffirm my manliness.