Morgoth Bauglir: A day in the life of a Dark Lord

WWCD? (What Would Cthulhu Do?) No, for the last time, I'm not a cultist!

Wednesday, December 08, 2004

I'm So Stupid!
Okay, so there's this girl I'm going out with right now. She's an actress in our theatre department, which is putting on this festival of one-act plays which she and I have been attending together. At tonight's performances, she intimated that it had been a rough day, as a friend of hers had died in a car accident. No good. Being a generally supportive guy, I gave her a comforting pat on the back and gave my condolences, which she seemed receptive to. At a break in between one of the plays, she mentioned that she had completed a whole bunch of papers that had been hanging over her head last night. As a congratulatory gesture, I attempted to shake her hand. She took this as an invitation to hold hands, and next thing I knew, there was some interdigitation. While that was not my intent, I was not about to protest. Weird, to say the least. Now, I really like her, and would like to forge a strong relationship, but I don't want to rush into anything. Needless to say, this is a sudden jump forward, and I'm vaguely uncomfortable. During the next intermission, she looked at me and said the dreaded words: You and I need to have a DTR (that's a Whitworth acronym for "Defining The Relationship, and yes, you do pronounce those capitals). Oh shit. After the plays were over, I confessed that my true intention had been far more modest, but I fear that I may have frightened her off...God I hate the whole epistemic difficulties that relationships bring. I just hope I haven't blown it. This could be either really good or really bad...only time will tell.