Okay, now that the Super Bowl results are in (which I wasn't watching but I was eating through most of it), another status report.

THE ENGINEER:
I finally got trashed enough on Thursday night to send him a coherent (I know, weird right?) email about how it hurts my feelings that he insists on pushing the issue of our compatibility. I also found a kind way to tell him how much his reservedness is Not going to get him the spunky, strong woman he wants in the world.

And I didn't even say, "No wonder everyone cheats on you". Go me.

He responded in his usual gracious way and said he'd respond more after The Bowl and that he didn't want to get bogged down in the email format either. But I know he'll write back more stuff that's crap and if there's a chance in hell of salvaging our friendship it will happen in person. So I just told him I'm done with us on email for a few weeks and I'll let him know when I have a weekend day off when I can talk about it.

I know, it's not a very interesting story. That's probably fairly telling.

I'll try to do better.

You gotta give me props for my horseshoes, though.