A Blast from the Past
Sep. 3rd, 2005 01:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Tonight, very much to my surprise, a ghost appeared in my IM.
An Englishman I enjoyed meeting over coffee one day in November. I wrote about a brief, oddly timed encounter here. I haven't heard from him since before the holidays. And, in truth, I'm just as much at fault for not pinging him as he not pinging me.
My evening passed in catching up on months and months of each other's lives, lots of questions and droll sarcastic commentary on current events, politics, silicon valley life etc.
Honestly, I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed talking to him, in spite of the fact he's pretty crumudgeonly about things. Actually--that sort of English dilletante curmudgeon is part of his charm.
It's after One now, and I'm exhausted. Tomorrow, I'll tell about my Thursday evening, but for now...
It's good night from me,
and it's good night from him.

An Englishman I enjoyed meeting over coffee one day in November. I wrote about a brief, oddly timed encounter here. I haven't heard from him since before the holidays. And, in truth, I'm just as much at fault for not pinging him as he not pinging me.
My evening passed in catching up on months and months of each other's lives, lots of questions and droll sarcastic commentary on current events, politics, silicon valley life etc.
Honestly, I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed talking to him, in spite of the fact he's pretty crumudgeonly about things. Actually--that sort of English dilletante curmudgeon is part of his charm.
It's after One now, and I'm exhausted. Tomorrow, I'll tell about my Thursday evening, but for now...
It's good night from me,
and it's good night from him.
